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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

November 13, did not differ in anything from other Saturdays and Sundays. It was
already midday when I finally decided to stop idling and get up.

I got washed, shaved and dressed and began to await calls from Svetlana. About
3 p.m. Moscow time I made the first Skype call and then called by phone. Nobody
answered me. My heart started aching and the thought "How is Svetlana?" began to
hammer in my head. But I calmed myself, because we had agreed that she would call
me at the least danger. Before, I sometimes called her on her mobile and caught her at
the instant when she was going to fall asleep and after that she found it difficult to do
it again. That is why we agreed that if I called her either on Skype or the landline, which
she had at the ground floor, she would call me back at once either by phone or Skype,
if she was awake.
I called her several times on the night of Friday to Saturday and the very latest
was a Skype call at 6 a.m. It was highly likely that on seeing that call Svetlana decided
to spare and not disturb me, knowing that I slept very little during several nights and
had no time to take even a one hour nap in the day-time. It would have been better not
to spare me that day! She would be alive then! I would have carried out the next
modification of the brain and this ultrasonic weapon which had a romantic name
"Music in the stone" would fail to get her. But then I did not even know that such a
weapon existed. Well, I will not run ahead of the events which were arranged that tragic
day in some incongruously strange way, which had never been observed before…

So, this man, or to put it more precisely his spirit, became a new starting point for
Svetlana in her search for understanding of her true self and of what happened to her
in our Château on November 13, 2010–her mean murder. Whether it was a coincidence
or not, she was murdered exactly on 13 and on Saturday!
The meeting with the spirit of the dying nuclear physicist-engineer showed a new
facet of her abilities which began to sparkle with all the rainbow colours of the purest
diamond. Svetlana thought that her illness had put an end to the abilities she had had
in her childhood, but the conversations with a sudden interlocutor proved otherwise.
He also confessed that he realized how much he and other scientists were blind, not
seeing the truth which was right in front of everybody’s eyes.
Certainly, there always will be ill-wishers which may say with a grin that a
continuous strong headache forces a person to see even stranger things than that and

will be way off the mark!
Later Svetlana found out that the man had really died that day and he was the
person who he said he was. The most important thing here was the fact that the stress
caused by the strongest headache took Svetlana to a fundamentally different level of
interaction with other levels of reality, when she did not need to leave her physical
body, as in her childhood which she described in her autobiography which will remain
unfinished forever.
Many people cannot even imagine what a shy and modest person Svetlana is (I
consciously write about her in present tense, because only part of her, her physical
body, which, nevertheless, was infinitely dear to me, died). I made quite an effort to
convince her to write her autobiography which she called "Revelation". She constantly

asked me whether it would be really of interest to anybody.

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