I noticed something else during my Aura vision lessons. The whole room, including the white background behind me, was constantly painted with a color that changed simultaneously with my mood.
I decided to try to do an experiment where I like an actor would try to bring myself into different emotional states. To do this, I spoke out loud and thought about different types of things. When I thought about joy and happiness, the color was yellow, and I felt very happy, joyful, and light in the body in fact, I could not feel my physical body. But at the moment I spoke and thought about such things as money, cars, office and other materialistic concepts, the color turned red and my body immediately was becoming heavy, just like my mind.
There is a drawing of the seven Thaori, which was painted by the artist under the strict guidance of Michel Desmarquet as far as I know, all such drawings have been refined many times in order to accurately convey the details that Michel saw on Thiaoouba. So that drawing shows the golden halos which every person has, but are clearly visible only in very highly spiritual people and those who sacrificed themselves in order to help someone else. Additionally, there is another round layer that surrounds each of the seven Thaori. I think that that other layer, which is not a golden halo, is the very level of the Aura which its color shows the mood and emotional state of a person, and since the person is in the center of this mist, he has the feeling that everything around him is tinted with a special color it is like looking at the world through colored sunglasses.
Usually this omnipresent color was purple, meaning spiritually oriented thoughts, which is logical since I am sitting in front of a mirror with the intention to see the Aura. At another time, when I tried to see my Aura in the mirror, I was in a completely focused and calm state of mind I was here and now, having no inner thoughts whatsoever. Then the color of the completely surrounding me Aura appeared, and it was for the first time a sky-blue color. When I read its meaning on the Internet, it coincided with the state in which I was at the moment of observing that color of my Aura.
There was one moment when I still had doubts if that omnipresent color was my Aura. Since I already knew about the real existence of the Higher Self and Thao, I decided to ask them aloud whether what I saw was Aura. As soon as I finished my question, one of the light bulbs in the ceiling lamp blinked, frightening me from unexpectedness, and at the same time with my emotional change the omnipresent color turned to dark red, which showed my fear at that moment. Then I realized once and for all that it really was my Aura, and that I should not doubt the obvious. As for those two colored layers that I saw for the first time around my body, they were the first two layers of the etheric force field, the last level of which has an oval shape. Thao said that the Aura and the etheric force field can be confused, and I was one of those people who did confuse them.
In general, the result confirmed my thoughts that it is the activation of the pineal gland that affects the perception of the Auras.
Once, when I was lying in bed preparing to fall asleep, I decided to concentrate on my pineal gland, approximately in the center of the brain, and fall asleep in this concentrated state. Naturally, for this I needed to stop letting extraneous thoughts into my mind, which was very difficult to do, but I managed to do it that night. The result was overwhelming when right after waking up in the morning I could clearly see Auras dancing like flames of fire in my whole room! They looked exactly like Michel Desmarquet described them. This vision excited me so much that I lost my concentration, and myriads of thoughts flooded into my mind again.
I clearly remember how I realized then that seeing the Auras is so easy that because of this it is very difficult to learn to see them constantly. Why? Because for the constant vision of the Aura you should always be here and now, and only think of something external when the existing life situation really requires it for example, when someone asks you about your past or when something will happen in the future. Despite the fact that at that moment I knew how amazing this state of mind was, I clearly understood that at that time and with those habits of mine I should not even dream of achieving it.
Due to the noise from the air conditioners and other reasons I decided to postpone my attempts to learn to constantly see the Aura.
Also, I could not help but think and worry how because of the noise life was passing me by. It was as if years of my life were being taken away from me, and I could not do anything about it.
Moving to my fathers apartment was not an option because he could get very drunk at any time. I was also thinking about the option of going to live in the village, and if it was not for my health, maybe I would have done so. But since I could not walk a few meters from my apartment, there was no way I could travel to my village. In addition, there was no Internet there at that time, and I simply would not be able to self-educate myself. Another obstacle was that we had an old village house, and in winter it would be very difficult to survive there.
Thinking about this, I sometimes began to slightly envy the Americans and their way of life, admiring their cities. I thought that in the USA I could live in my own house in the suburbs and have normal living conditions water, communications, Internet, etc. In the villages of modern Russia things are somewhat different.
The unbearable atmosphere in the room due to the noise from the air conditioners became a barrier for other spiritual practices. In the book Thiaoouba Prophecy Michel Desmarquet was helped several times to get out of his physical body, namely, he was in his Astral body, in which he could freely move anywhere just by thought. I wanted to learn to do this, since it would confirm to me that the death of the physical body is not the end, but only the beginning of a new life in a new body unless, of course, you have developed spiritually so much that you can reunite with the Superior Intelligence after death of your physical body.
I found a website where a girl named Anna teaches people to do remote viewing and how to leave the physical body astral projection.[3] She talks about her technique, mind awake body asleep. Simplicity is often superior to complexity,7 as Thao said, and this time is no exception because the name of that technique contains everything you need to know to successfully leave your physical body. But there are a few details.
After reading all the information on her webpage, I decided to try to practice the new technique. Surprisingly, I quickly managed to achieve the state of a sleeping body and an awake mind a state when your mind continues to remain in the present moment and the body falls asleep, that is, you do not feel it.
In this state, I began to feel my Astral body vibrating a sign that you are on the right path to separating your soul from the physical body. On the advice of Anna on her webpage, I tried to think and imagine how my Astral body gets separated from the physical body, but nothing came of it. In the end, I just fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night, and for the first time in my life I realized that I was flying around the head of my physical body up and down. Anna described such cases when people could not completely relax their entire body, and because of this the soul could not separate from the area of the body that was tense. In my case, this area was my face because of my constant thoughts and imagination which strained the facial muscles.
Even though it was not a hundred percent Astral projection, because of the new sensations and personal experience I received, I knew that the physical body is not our main body, and since then I am no longer afraid of death, since I know that my Astral body will fly through the psychic channel to the Higher Self, with which it will reunite three days after the death of the physical body. During these three days a person can still be resurrected if the necessary conditions are satisfied.
As with Auras, due to the noise in the room, I was too exhausted psychologically and physically to continue practicing astral projection.
Around the same year, I took from my father a bedding set, the main color of which exactly coincided with the dark blue color of the second level of my etheric force field. When I went to sleep on that bedding set, I immediately began to feel a rotation in the area of my chest. At the same time, I had a clear sensation of fluid. This was the first time I felt a Chakra spin! Alas, I have been passing by the topic of Chakras for all these years that I have my knowledge about Thiaoouba, and, accordingly, about the actual existence of Chakras.
The knowledge that the book Thiaoouba Prophecy was completely true gave me a lot of joy, and at first I felt very good because I found answers to all the main questions that I had since I was five years old.
But there was one thing that from time to time saddened me and made me recall the dialogue of Cypher with Neo in the film The Matrix Why did not I take the blue pill? The reason for this was a line in the book of Michel: In the beginning there was nothing except darkness and a spirit THE Spirit.8 The word darkness brought me into melancholy, as well as another phrase a little further in the book which implies that there is only the Superior Intelligence and no one else I think that my loneliness played a role here. But then I remembered Thaoras words about Thiaooubas comparison with paradise and that the beauty of their planet is nothing compared to true happiness when we become pure spirit. If one of the most highly developed beings in the Universe speaks these words, it is logical to assume that I simply did not know all the details about who the Spirit really is and what real life is, so to speak, when we are pure spirit, and I felt sad due to the lack of knowledge. In any case, whether I like it or not, it will not change the truth, and therefore it is illogical to be depressed when you can choose to live happily.
Soon I realized that I loved my life as it was despite all the suffering that I had to experience in it after all I could learn so much in my life.
About a year after finding Thiaoouba Prophecy, on October 8, 2009, I created a page on the Russian social network ВКонтакте. I decided to do it after I met my best childhood friend on the street, who hinted me regarding the social network. Before that, I already had my empty YouTube channel and in June of that year I created a no less empty Facebook profile. On ВКонтакте everything was different, and very soon I added to my friend list almost all the friends I could find.
Having talked superficially with a couple of old acquaintances, I went to look for VK groups dedicated to English. One such group was the English TV series group and the English films group. At that time, I constantly watched movies, TV shows, and all kinds of educational programs in English downloaded from torrents to improve my knowledge of the language, and one day I decided to upload a couple of seasons of one of the series to the group. Almost immediately the creator of the group offered me to become an administrator in it, and I agreed.
At that autumn time I almost did not go out due to problems with cardiac arrhythmia. And the noise from the bank's air conditioners forced me to constantly sit with my headphones on, listening to old music hits that I used to love to listen to on the radio, and reading something, or watching videos on my laptop.
Having become the admin in the English TV series group, I began to upload numerous seasons of various TV shows literally every day some I watched and some I did not watch. People commented on the video and thanked me for the upload. I think that after many years of loneliness, ridicule behind my back and other negative things, all this joy, praise, and the illusion of communication with people that suddenly fell upon me intoxicated me. In addition, thanks to my new hobby, I could almost completely forget about all the problems that I had in my life.
Soon the group creator made me an administrator and in his other group for movies in English. As with the TV series, I started uploading films in English there so that other people could better learn the language as well.
Soon there were so many videos in both groups that it became hard to find them. Then I started to do navigation in both groups, so that people could find everything they needed by table of contents, genres, and other parameters. In addition to navigation, I made beautiful, in my opinion, icons for each of the TV series. To create them, I used a pirated version of one popular photo editor. I tried to use GIMP, but at that time it saved images in poorer quality than the paid counterpart.
After some time, there were so many TV shows that it became hard and time consuming to create icons in a photo editor, and then I decided to try to learn a programming language for Flash programs ActionScript 3. The studying was easy for me, and soon I wrote a program that could do in a couple of mouse clicks exactly the same icons as the photo editor. I uploaded it to the group so that other people uploading the TV series could make their own navigational icons.
Soon after, the creator of those groups gave me the contact of his friend, for whom I eventually did my first freelance work, having received about 1200 rubles. Then it dawned on me that it was possible to work remotely without leaving home.
The groups themselves were very popular then, having several thousand members in each. In general, everything was fine, at least I thought so. From time to time I had to delete messages with obscenities and ban spammers. There were other admins in the groups, but they literally did nothing at all, and as a result I was very exhausted by this hobby which became almost an unpaid job for me.
The people in the groups only spoke in English, and I tried to engage in dialogue outside of the comments on the videos. I remember how one sobering incident happened when I went into a discussion where people were leaving their opinions about the photograph of a person in front of them. I left a nice message about the photo of the person who left the last comment. The following comment after mine was: gloomy man. It was very unpleasant for me to read this comment. I liked the photo I took with the camera of my phone. I made it specifically so that my hair hid the balding areas of my head, but my mental state was not hidden in that black and white photograph. Before that, I had an old photograph where I was about fourteen years old, when I still had no scar on my lip, and I was still beautiful and with full, slightly curled, hair.
It is a fact that because of that photo beautiful young girls added me to the friend list and asked me if the photo was mine. And one of them, the only one with whom I was having a conversation on Myspace, openly called me beautiful. That girl was from India. She was a little older than me. She found me in a group dedicated to the TV series The X-Files. I do not know why, just as I do not remember how, but in the course of our different conversations she said that she was a virgin. Among other things, I told her about Thiaoouba and about many other things that I mentioned in this book. We corresponded in English, and the conversation was not always easy because we both did not speak the language perfectly. I knew that she had another friend on Myspace who did not need to use old photographs to show everyone his beauty. The girl herself never gave me any pictures of her.