The chosen vessel. Fighting of the spirits. Miki Lazović

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СКАЧАТЬ Gatso. People remember everything, but they remember the hard moments first. As I said, if you did not come to Perot at that time, maybe you did not have this photo from Tito now.”

      “Probably I would not have it, Juro,” – answered my grandfather.

      “Gatso, how did you manage to meet Tito?”

      At that moment, I was so excited because of the surprise of such a question, and my grandfather began to respond in confusion. This was the first time when I could read thoughts of my grandfather. I was sure that he would quickly find something to answer, but I felt insincerity in his words. Is it possible that I could read the thoughts of a man who was spiritually a hundred times stronger than me? With some answer, which I could not hear because of my thoughts, satisfied Juro’s curiosity, and at this very moment the words rang out in my mind:

      “It is only too true… You did it!”

      It seemed to me that someone said these words loudly and distinctly and I was surprised and looked at everyone around me. All of them were sitting quietly and talking silently. Only grandpa was laughing mysteriously.

      “Stana, it’s already nine o’clock.” Put the children down because they need to rest.”

      Simo and I were put to bed and they continued their conversation. We were alone in another room and in complete darkness we whispered a little more and drowned in a dream. At that time, the children went to bed early. And people in older age lay down no later than ten too, if no one came to visit.

      In the morning a beautiful winter day started. The sun pierces gradually the clouds covering with shine the frozen surface of the snow. There was not much snow, but the cold was strong. The winter sun cannot be trusted. A sunny day can be replaced by a cloudy day quickly and the snow is already falling. We woke up through the smell coming from the kitchen. The grandmother baked doughnuts Krophne. Besides them she put cheese, sour cream and pickled vegetables on the table. Grandpa and grandfather Djuro drank a glass of walnut rakia and everyone began to have breakfast. After breakfast the guests went home.

      “That’s so, sonny, it’s good when someone comes to visit on such winter days. We’ll skip the night and talk a lot.”

      “Grandpa, may I ask you something?”

      You may, but it’s not necessarily. Grandpa will answer you a question that you did not ask me, sonny. I’m proud of you because I see that you have learned to read my thoughts. This is an excellent direction towards the real goal. Just go ahead and do not worry. You gain more and more abilities. You have been tortured and engaged for a long time, but the results are excellent. I want to answer your second unasked question.

      This is so, I was a bit surprised by Djuro’s question about Tito and I had to think over how to answer him. I had to satisfy his curiosity and tell everything that I told to everyone, but I could not deceive you. Now I’ll tell you how it really was. It was about fifteen years ago. Pero, the son of Djuro, was very ill. They took him to Belgrade for treatment. The doctors could not help him and called me. I came up with the idea: to help him and to visit Zoran, Vasa’s son, who at that time worked as a cook by Tito. When they came to me for the first time and asked to help Pero, I began to work on the Zoran’s consciousness so that he told Tito about me. Under my influence he did it. When he began to tell him about me I felt it and through Zoran I acted on Tito’s consciousness so that he wanted Zoran inform him as soon as I arrive and then he will invite me to his office. On that day, Zoran told Tito about me and I was called to him. I could influence the mind of all people and I wanted to try it on him. In front of me was one of the most influential people of that time. I wanted at least to take a picture with him. I said nothing to him I only acted on his consciousness and he gave the order to call a photographer to film with me. I wanted this, but it turned out as if he wanted it of himself. Yesterday you could see evidence that we were photographed. I worked on his mind as I wanted and I saw that everything was going right. We had dinner together and everything was good. When I left, I saw him shake his head as if he were drunk. I may not tell that, no to Djuro or to anyone in the world, except you. And now you have to know that we possess such a force that we can influence the consciousness and order the presidents not only of ours, but of all countries of the world. Now then, look out, sonny! Beware of the son, because this must be kept secret. If they find out about this, they’ll skin alive” – we both laughed.

      So, these six months passed or the second half – year period. It was time to leave grandparents. My mother and older brother had come for me. Grandpa explained to them one more time that I possess bioenergy and the gift of healing and he did not mention anything more. It will have to be secret. At that time, my brother had got a small auto – Fičo. Everything passed in a favorable atmosphere. We finished lunch and went on the road. My brother and mother said goodbye to my grandmother and grandfather. When I embraced grandma, she sobbed. Together with her we all started to cry – me and my mother as well as brother. Grandpa held his own until I hugged him and said:

      “Grandpa, except for your presence I should have only one leg.”

      Now he began to cry. He embraced me and locked in arms with the strength of a desperate man who loses all, and tears streamed down his face unrestrainedly and unceasingly. Embrace was weaved from numerous sensations and desires.

      “Sonny, my son, you are already a grown – up, not young Parapanac yet. Now you are the grandfather’s falcon. You’re wings and joy of grandfather. Even marriage of daughters and the departure of my son were not so difficult for me as parting with you,” – grandfather said while embracing and caressing me. “It will be very hard for us, my sonny, because both I and the woman have become accustomed to you, but we will know that everything is fine with you and that’s why it will be easier for us.” You were the meaning of our declining years? You were our joy, which cannot be compared with anything. I would leave you, but it will be selfish. Therefore, I would forsake my own wishes and allow you to go the own way of life.

      You may never be greedy, selfish, envious, jealous, vindictive and evil… You have to be as I taught you to be. You have to fight, because any struggle brings results. Everything will come out. Help everyone and God will help you. And you have never to forget that peace is the best ally of every person.

      “My niece, – he said to the mother, – you have a good family and I’m happy for you. This child, my small Parapanac, has been many between life and death, but everything was given by God, and God showed His power through it. His path is destined by God’s Providence. Many people would call him a freak, not realizing that behind these words is the will of God. He would go the way that most people do not understand, but the results of healing will be visible. God will create them through his hands. Therefore, my niece, let God save and protect you, God bless you! “ – finished my grandfather, holding me in his arms.

      He kissed me and pushed aside so that others are not heard and softly whispered:

      “Sonny, you’ll get the notebooks with all the records after my death. Listen to me, and I know that because of them you will have a lot of problems, so make duplicates. Even do several copies. Let do everything in your notebooks like by me, the herbs are to also encrypted, let there be an explanation how to increase brain functions and much more. But all must be wrong so that no one can use it… And my notebooks are to hidden in a secret detention known only to you. When the time comes and you pass on the secrecy to the next elect, you will need to remember many things to avoid missing anything.”

      At that time, it was strange to me why my grandpa took me aside and said such words. Later, after his death, everything became clear. He led me in the direction of the cave, where I later hide the originals of records. We left our grandfather accompanied by a farewell waving of his hand and tears from his old eyes. A new life has begun.

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