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A long, long time ago, in a life that now feels just like another life, I had a very good friend. We talked a lot. Late seventies and people were talked a lot about everything, and one of their quite popular subjects was how soon we will defeat all diseases by finding some miraculous, universal remedy. It never happened, but I bet the sales of snake oil reached new highs. This was when my friend said that the best remedy for everything, as he sees it, is this: If you are feeling ill, place a rubber band on top of your head and keep it there. And you will feel fine!


 
 
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I have already written about Mandela Effect.  I have more to say about this crazy universal phenomenon. I remember how I was introduced to it. A friend of mine asked me: “Do you remember what Bible says about the new wine?”
"Sure,” I said, “nobody pours new wine into old wineskins, because they will burst, but new wineskins must be used for new wine.”
“And you know what this means?”
“I do,” I said, “this was Jesus metaphor for the new teaching, which he brought to us as an upgrade of Old Testament.”


 
 
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I think my last entry is asking for an extra comment.
Dreams. I am talking about dreams that are not a subconscious reflection of the thoughts and feelings of a past day, but dreams that open to us the other side. Telepathic dreams (see PETRUSHKAI), prophetic dreams, dreams as a universal meeting place for everyone and everything. Dreams which act as Heaven's venue where we can see again our long gone friends, relatives and loved ones, and more. 

 
 
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One can go through the whole life without even a hint on a presence of anything like ghosts, angels, demons and flying imps. And yet, the door to the netherworld will be always open, so everyone can take a peek. I am talking about dreams. In dreams you see the shadows of daily reality, which, in its turn, as Socrates had pointed out, is nothing but a shadow of an actual reality. Sometimes things which can't be seen in penumbra, can be seen in the deeper shadow, in the umbra. And almost everybody has dreams.


 
 
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Eschatology is like a chronic infectious disease - once you’ve got into it, it never goes away. I just finished #20 THE TURN AND THE CROSS, and I thought that this would be quite enough, but then my sight had caught these lines:
“And they had as king over them the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in Hebrew is Abaddon, but in Greek he has the name Apollyon.” Rev. 9:11.


 
 
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  • All he wanted was a fish Sandwich.

What a sad epitaph! Sounds almost like a joke, but do we really have to kid ourselves? While we are getting accustomed to the adage that the last human being will pass away not with a bang but with a whimper, a Fucushima power plant keeps stuffing the ocean with curies. Soon our tuna will be glowing in the dark like Locusta St. Iohannis in flight. If that would be our only problem, it would be bad enough, but there are about a dozen more bigger woes at hand and only God knows how many more are creeping in the dark, yet unknown. Some of those demons are marching over us and don’t even care to hide their horns.