Confession of a Ghost. F.M. Dostoevsky award. Playing Another Reality. Alexandra Kryuchkova
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I silently listened to Saturn and refused to believe it.
“Now about the Magic. The energy of Pluto endows me with magical powers. Our conjunction with Procyon inclines towards the occult. Sirius, the star under which you incarnate, is a sign of those initiated into secret knowledge. And the location of your hypersensitive Moon means an open door to Subtle World. The danger for you is in the following.
First, Pluto throws a person into the pool of earthly passions of carnal love. You’ll be charming and attractive. Plutonic energy turns people into sexual magnets. There is a danger that you’ll sink into the realm of sexual practices, connecting to the energies of the Lower Astral. We’ll have to prematurely recall you from Earth, because such behavior contradicts the Creator’s plans for your incarnation.
Second, having innate paranormal abilities and knowing all the mechanisms of magic, experimenting with the Space of Time, calculating scenarios for the development of events, like a chess player tries to foresee the game 10 moves ahead, and possessing mathematical abilities, as well as influence on people, you’ll start practicing magic and become a hacker of the Matrix.
Third. I’m in charge of the Sphere of Partnership and Marriage, you are attracted to magical people with pronounced Pluto. The relation of Spheres 1—7 (“I” and “they”) means “like attracts the like”, but you are interested in the older, stronger and smarter ones. Sphere No. 7 shows your enemies as well. Sorcerer partners are capable of destroying you. I’m in the degree called “Moth flying to the Light”, of Mars and Pluto energies, which gives painful susceptibility, excessive gullibility, a tendency to fall under the influence of others, a predisposition to violent and mysterious death. The Master of Death in the House of Life is 1 of the 2 components of the self-destruction formula with a return ahead of schedule.”
I jumped in my chair, since the windowsill from the Future appeared in front of me.
“Yes, the second component is also available, it’s the assistant of your Death, Uranus,” Saturn continued gloomily, “a sudden collapse, sudden death.”
“No!” I jumped up from my chair. “I don’t want to be incarnated like that!”
“My soul, calm down,” the Guardian embraced me with wings. “Only in 8 out of 10 cases, people with such formula leave Earth ahead of schedule and on their own. Selene guarantees the Higher Forces support! We’ll do our best to keep you safe!”
“We’ll discuss the options of Death in House No. 8,” Saturn said with a heavy sigh. “Now we are inside your Self, personality. Saturn is the planet of the old ones. Some of your grandparents will be white magician with strong Selene, and someone black magician with strong Pluto. Your childhood will be spent in the atmosphere of Death and Magic. If you survive, you’ll get a chance for a radical transformation of your personality. I plan to send you to the church school at the main Patriarch’s cathedral. You’ll study there about five years, reading a lot and, given my friendship with Venus, writing. Later, Uranus and I will send you some spiritual teachers. Make right conclusions, or at least one,” Saturn smiled. “It seems to be a tiny House with only 13 degrees inside, and how many energies intersect in it!”
I smiled, and we moved into the dungeon to the Well of Memory. Saturn unrolled the tub, the silver bucket fell into the depths and scooped up water.
“Come closer,” he asked.
I stood nearby. Saturn doused me smiling with… no, not with water – a silver stream of flowing ether filled my soul with energy and washed my fears away. He removed the ring with the engraved sign of Saturn from the middle finger of his right hand and gave it to me.
“Accept my tiny gift. One day you’ll find it on Earth, in the monastery of St. Anastasia in Greece. If you don’t pass by, it’ll help you remember me and our conversation.”
Library of the Universe
“Angel, are there 12 Houses in total? Each of them has got something interesting for me like that?”
“Don’t be dramatic. I’m nervous myself! You’ll incarnate and immediately forget everything, and I’ll have to lead you all your life along the edge of the abyss. Unlike others, you need an eye upon you! It doesn’t work just to lay a straw on the ground.”
“Tell me, why will all that happen to me?” I didn’t let up.
“Like Saturn, you’ll never say or do anything without a purpose. What happens to a child is not ‘Why?’, but ‘For what?’, ‘What’s the purpose?’. Many great personalities have the House of Death accented.”
“Who were they on Earth?”
“Well, presidents of countries. You’ll live in the country where…”
“When will I see my mother? Why will she leave me?”
“Nobody said that, it’s just that everything has its time.”
The book about ghosts opened at the page with “The Seal” story about a little girl who saw the seal of Death on people and tried in vain to save them.
“She dialed someone’s number, but no one answered. Anyway, did anyone live in the abandoned house, except… ghosts? Why and to whom did she keep trying to get through?”
Broken Watch
Ammouliani
The sea in the bay nearby Nicolette’s house was heavenly, but for a change I went for magic! Vourvourou was a group of uninhabited islands off the neighboring peninsula of Sithonia. Having floated into the bay, one found oneself in a fairy tale, remembering pirates, a map of hidden treasures, parrots… When the ship stopped, one jumped from the deck into the sea and swam to the island feeling like Robinson.
All the way, the Holy Mountain looked at me, and I looked at it. There were no clouds even over the top, so the Virgin was away on important business. Dimitra told me the day before the abyss at the cape of Athos with a drop of 80 to 1,000 meters really existed, but according to legend, the depth of the abyss was equal to the height of the Mountain – 2,033 meters, which led me to no less deep reflections. Dimitra’s husband, a sailor, answering my question – if anyone had ever fished in that place – said it would have been tantamount to suicide.
The day before, I tortured local residents about a bright yellow multi-beam star moving across the sky. As it turned out, that was Arcturus, “the Guardian of Heaven”, a pulsating giant star, over 7 billion years old, more than 100 times brighter than the Sun. Yes, on the border with the Holy pyramid-like Mountain, located right by the abyss, in the area called by the Greeks the Great Guard, there was the City of Heaven (Uranus-polis), above which the Guardian of Heaven was scanning the space. I jumped off the ship the first, it was magical!
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