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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

which even a child can understand, "Magus Valley" (mag doleny–in Russian).

In other words, Maria Magdalena was born in the Valley of Magicians which still
exists in the south of France and which Svetlana visited during the last two summers.
She climbed the rocks where the ruins of the fortress belonging to the Cathars (or
Albigensians) were and descended to the karst caves–the last shelters of the last
followers of Radomir’s real teaching, which Maria Magdalena, his beloved wife and
comrade-in-arms, preserved and brought to people. Svetlana walked in the dark in these
caves, illuminating her dangerous journey by the light of a pocket flashlight and at risk
of falling into kilometre-deep cracks which crossed the narrow path every now and
then.
She visited Maria Magdalena and their little daughter’s burial place. They were
killed by a merciless assassin who did not hesitate in killing a defenseless little girl
after he stabbed her mother before her very eyes. Svetlana described all this in her
awesome book, but so much more she has been prevented from telling! Nevertheless,
she could bring this truth to people and a lot of other things…

On Saturday 13, I informed several of our mutual friends about the tragedy. On
Sunday some of them called me back and said that she was, in fact, all right and alive
and I could calm down. Of course, I understood that they said it with the best of
intentions, wishing to help, but at the same time I was bitterly vexed, because they were
so sure of their rightness, whilst being very far from it.
I had done everything I could to save Svetlana, but for the reasons I mentioned
earlier I was unable to start her heart again because the blood which filled the
pericardium squeezed it. I needed only a minor thing–that being that someone would
release the pressure around her heart, but nobody did. The impossibility of carrying out
the simplest procedure–mechanical pumping out of the blood–resulted in the
irremediable–I was unable to bring Svetlana back!
The exactness and objectivity with which Svetlana could obtain information
distinguished her from almost all clairvoyants and other people with paranormal
abilities, who in most cases see and hear what they want to see and hear. I wished so
much that those who called me and said that Svetlana was alive were right! But when
I already could not see her, I knew that her body was lifeless and it was so painful, but
it was the truth, not a sweet and soothing lie.

Is it possible that the reason why our friends refused to restore Svetlana was to
make me go through the hardest test of all to see whether I would renounce the cause
of my life, to which Svetlana devoted her life too–the fight with parasites of all stripes
both on Midgard and far beyond its limits?
If the Dark had offered to bring Svetlana back in exchange for my refusal to
continue that to which we devoted our lives, I would have most decidedly rejected it,
despite the fact that I wanted to see her alive more than anything else in this world, to
hear her beautiful voice, to admire her fathomless eyes and incredible smile which
switched on the light in my heart and filled it with soothing warmth, as if the Sun
peeped out of a cloud. I would have rejected it, even knowing that my heart would

bleed incessantly! Even in order to see her beside me again, I would have never been
able and will never be able to betray that to which I dedicated my life and Svetlana

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