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COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
THE <strong>COWBOYs</strong> COMMENTS BELOW<br />
IN ALL CAPS AS USUAL<br />
• <strong>Viktor</strong> <strong>Grebennikov</strong>'s Flying Platform - Bio-Gravitics ...<br />
• Victor S. <strong>Grebennikov</strong>: Insect Chitin Anti-Gravity & Cavity ...<br />
NATURAL PHENOMENA OF<br />
BIOLOGICAL ANTIGRAVITATION ASSOCIATED WITH<br />
INVISIBILITY IN INSECTS<br />
&<br />
GREBENNIKOV'S CAVITY STRUCTURAL EFFECT<br />
THIS IS ONE OF MANY PROOFS OF THE 2-D NATURE OF THE AETHER AND THE<br />
SPIRIT WORLD. THIS BACKS UP ALL OF MY YEARS OF WORK<br />
FRANKLY, THIS IS NOT DIFFICULT, BUT FOLKS JUST CAN NOT DO SIMPLE. SO, WE<br />
TRY AGAIN<br />
MATTER DOES NOT REALLY EXIST. SIMPLE BUT, HARD TO SWALLOW.<br />
BY PROPORTION, IN ALL ATOMS THERE IS OVER TEN MILLION TIMES MORE<br />
SPACE THAN THERE IS IN THIS SOLAR SYSTEM BECAUSE THE SUB-ATOMIC<br />
PARTICLES ARE SO TINY.<br />
THE MEASUREMENT PROBLEM: SUB-ATOMIC PARTICLES IN THEIR NATURAL<br />
STATE, EXIST AS WAVE FORMS, WHICH COLLAPSES DURING THE MEASUREMENT<br />
/ OBSERVATION PROCESS. COUPLE THAT WITH THIS: NO SUB-ATOMIC<br />
PARTICLES, NOT EVEN WHOLE ATOMS CAN BE MEASURED, MEANING THAT THE<br />
MASS AND LOCATION CAN NOT BE DERMINED AT THE SAME TIME, WHICH IS<br />
HOW MATTER IS DEFINED. THEREFORE, THERE ISNT ANY<br />
YOU WILL LOVE THIS: AS THE WAVE FUNCTION COLLAPSES IT IS NOT DETECTABLE. THIS<br />
BECAUSE THE CONVERSION FROM THE WAVE TO THE PARTICLE IS DONE IN 2-D WHERE<br />
THERE IS NO TIME = A COWBOY OBSERVATION.<br />
THUS, WE HAVE THE BUILDING BLOCK OF OUR UNIVERSE CONSISTING OF<br />
MOSTLY SPACE PUNCTUATED BY TEENY TINY PARTICLES THAT ARE NOT SOLID<br />
THINGS. SO WHAT HOLDS IT TOGETHER?<br />
ANSWER<br />
CONSCIOUSNESS IS THE ORGANIZING ENERGY GODs DREAM<br />
THERE ARE TWO PRIMARY ENERGY STRUCTURES THAT ARE NECESSARY IN<br />
ORDER FOR CONSCIOUSNESS TO “CREATE”LITERALLY CONSTRUCT THINGS -<br />
THE AETHER(S) AND THE ANU.
COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
THE AETHER IS A FACT AS PROVEN BY TWO RUSSIAN SCIENTISTS:<br />
GREBENNIKOV AND KOZYREV<br />
http://divinecosmos.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=95<emid=36 AND<br />
BY A NUMBER OF STRAIGHT FORWARD OBSERVATIONS AS SHOWN IN<br />
THE“NESTED AETHERS”ESSAY.<br />
THE ANU IS A SIMPLE FACT BECAUSE YOU CAN TAKE A PICTURE OF THEM. THE<br />
HUMAN AURA IS AN ANU, EVERYTHING IS COMPOSED OF ANUs. ANU IS THE FIRST<br />
NAME OF GOD IN THE ANCIENT TEXTS, BECAUSE IT IS THE BUILDING BLOCK OF<br />
ALL THINGS. EVERYTHING IS BUILT UP WITH ANUs.<br />
LOOK, OUR“MATTER”IS NOT REALLY SOLID, THEREFORE, THERE HAS TO BE AN<br />
ENERGY CONSTRUCT THAT HOLDS IT TOGETHER. THE ANU CONTAINS THE<br />
ORGANZING INFORMATION AND THE AETHERS PROVIDE AN ORGANIZING<br />
MEDIUM - A FIELD. THIS FIELD IS POPULATED BY ANUs. THIS IS THE HIGGS<br />
FIELD THAT PHYSICISTS TALK ABOUT AND THE ANU IS THE HIGGS BOSON THAT<br />
THEY ARE LOOKING FOR WITH THE LARGE HADRON COLLIDER AT CERN.<br />
THE ANUs MIRRORED OFF WITHIN THE AETHERS DUE TO THE SAME RULE THAT<br />
CREATED THE AETHERS (I AM THAT I AM). A MIRROR WORKS ACROSS A GAP.<br />
THEREFORE EVERY OTHER CELL IN THE HONEYCOMB IS HOME TO AN ANU AND<br />
EVERY OTHER CELL IS EMPTY - A GAP. IN BUDDHISM THE BARDO.<br />
SO, WE HAVE A UNIFORM FIELD CONSTRUCTED OF THE AETHERS AND ANUs,<br />
BOTH OF WHICH ARE TWO DIMENSIONAL.<br />
WHEN THE BIG BANG STARTED, HOW MANY DIMENSIONS WHERE THERE?<br />
ANSWER: ZERO, NOT EVEN ONE. NOT ONE STRAIGHT LINE ALONG WHICH YOU<br />
CAN MEASURE, WHICH IS THE EXACT DEFINITION OF A DIMENSION.<br />
EACH AETHER IS A HONEYCOMB, WHICH IS INFINITE IN TWO DIRECTIONS.<br />
THEREFORE, THE ENVIRONMENT OF THE ANU IS TWO DIMENSIONAL. ALL<br />
MIRROR IMAGES ARE 2-D.<br />
3-D COMES ABOUT BECAUSE ANUs FORM TORROIDS IN THE AETHERS DUE TO<br />
THE RULE - ITS AN AUTOMATIC. TORROIDS CAUSE VIBRATIONS AND DAMPEN<br />
THEM ALSO. BUT, KNOW THIS - LIFE FORCE ENERGY IS 2-D AND FLOWS IN THE<br />
GAPS IN THE AETHERS.<br />
GAPS = EMPTY CELLS IN THE HONYCOMB AETHERS. SPACE IS THE FIRST FROM<br />
OF GOD, THERE IS PURE SPACE OUT THERE, WITHIN THE AETHERS ONLY THE<br />
GAPS ARE TOTALLY CONNECTED TO GOD/SPACE.<br />
PEOPLE - WE HAVE TO UNDERSTAND / TOGGLE TO THE FACT THAT THERE ARE<br />
A NUMBER OF AETHERS POPULATED BY ANUs THAT ARE THE BASIS OF OUR<br />
UNIVERSE.<br />
AND SO, GETTING AN AETHER SHAPED DEVICE TO LEVITATE WITHIN SPACE IS<br />
NOT VERY DIFFICULT - ITS JUST SPACE LEVITATING WITHIN SPACE. SUPER<br />
CONDUCTORS LEVITATE FOR THIS VERY SAME REASON I.E. AETHER SHAPED<br />
CONSTRUCTS HARMONIZING WITH A NATURAL OCCURING AETHER, WHICH IS<br />
EXACTLY HOW BEES FLY DITTO GREBENNIKOVs <strong>FLYING</strong> PLATFORM BELOW.
COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
AS FURTHER PROVEN BY:<br />
<strong>Viktor</strong> S. <strong>Grebennikov</strong> died in the spring of 2001. The eternal memory of this uncommon<br />
scientist-naturalist will remain in our hearts.<br />
Introduction by Juri N. Cherednichenko (Laboratory of biophysics Scientific Research<br />
Institute of General Pathology and Human Ecology SB Russian Ac. Med. Sci. Novosibirskcity):<br />
<strong>Viktor</strong> S. <strong>Grebennikov</strong> is the scientist-naturalist, professional entomologist, gifted painter<br />
and, on the whole, comprehensively well-educated specialist with a wide spectrum of<br />
interests. For many people and scientists in Russia he is well-known as discoverer of cavity<br />
structural effect (CSE). But is far from being all are acquainted with his other opening, also<br />
borrowed from among concealed secrets of alive Nature. In 1988 he found out<br />
antigravitational effects of chitinous covers some insects species. But the most astonishing<br />
attendant phenomenon associated with antigravity was a phenomenon overall either partial<br />
invisibility or deformed visual perception of the material object which was located in a zone<br />
of compensated gravitation. Based on this opening and by using bionics principles, the author<br />
designed and builded antigravitational platform, and also, practically, developed principles<br />
manned flight with the speed up to 25 km/min. Since 1991-92 years the device was used by<br />
the author as a means of fast movement.<br />
THE ZONE OF COMPENSATED GRAVITY IS AN ANU. IT COMES INTO HARMONY<br />
WITH THE AMBIENT AETHER – IN THE AETHER THERE IS NO TIME – THUS, NO<br />
CYCLES PER SECOND, NO VIBRATORY WAVE FORMS – THUS, PARTIAL<br />
INVISABILITY. SIMPLE REALLY
COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
It's well known wide spectrum of the natural phenomenology biogravitational effects,<br />
apparently, appropriate not only some species of insects. For example, it's numerous<br />
experimentally controlled cases of the material objects weight decrease under directed human<br />
psychokinetic influence, yogi's levitation in the states of deep transcendental Maharishi's<br />
meditation, mediums levitation or even disappearance in some rare spiritualistic<br />
communication sessions etc.<br />
But would be by a mistake to think, that similar opportunities granted only to naturally<br />
gifted people.<br />
WE ALL HAVE THESE ABILITIES.<br />
On my belief it's general biological law which insufficiently investigated. As is known, in<br />
somnambulistic (sleep-walking) condition, weight of the man is considerably reduced. So,<br />
somnambulist, which have body weight up to 80 - 90 kg in normal, during the night travels<br />
can pass over thin wooden bar; to tread upon the man, laying in neighbour bed, which haven't<br />
feeling physical pressure (except for a fright). Some clinical cases of genuine epilepsy during<br />
small attack (petit mal) someone have result in short-term convertible personality<br />
transformation (which sometimes in the people named as possessed by evil spirit), when<br />
slender girl, exhausted by illness, or 10 years old boy get physical ability like trained athlete.<br />
Now this psychophysiological phenomenon was named multiple personality, since it<br />
considerably differs from classical variants epileptic syndrome. Such clinical cases are well<br />
known and are wide described in literature. However, the phenomena accompanying man's or<br />
material objects weight changing not always take a place in pathological conditions. The<br />
healthy people in conditions of acute emotional stress, connected with threat to life or<br />
dominant motivation of urgency achievement any vital purpose, are capable involuntarily to<br />
overcome obstacles, insuperable in a usual condition; to lift huge weights etc. Usually it try to<br />
explain by extreme mobilization muscular forces, though the exact calculation will not be<br />
correlated to the similar assumptions. Apparently, the biogravitational mechanisms are<br />
especially advanced in the sportsmen (high jumpers, weight-lifters, sprinters and longdistance<br />
runners). The productivity of their sports achievement in many respects (if not<br />
basically) is determined by psychological training, but not so much depend on physical<br />
status. If the correct scientific research problem of the human weight anomalies in various<br />
psychophysiological states was put and the equipment of dynamic monitoring of weight was<br />
created, we have received the quite objective information on this unusual phenomenon. The<br />
phenomena, short-term increase of weight of biological objects (including the men), which<br />
have been not connected with mass carry are known also.<br />
THERE IS A TEXAS HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL COACH THAT HAS WON ALL OF<br />
HIS GAMES FOR YEARS – HE MAKES HIS TEAM SIT IN A PITCH BLACK<br />
HALLWAY FOR AN HOUR BEFORE GAMES IN THEIR FULL UNIFORM &<br />
HELMETS. OBVOIUSLY THEY MEDITATE AND BECOME CAPABLE OF DOING<br />
THINGS THAT THEY NORMALLY WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO DO – AS STATED<br />
ABOVE.<br />
V.<strong>Grebennikov</strong>'s book is written in highly artistic style and was illustrated by author<br />
himself. It content is peculiar "dactylogram" of spiritual wealth system, ecological ideology<br />
and author's entomological autobiography. Certainly, by many readers the book will be<br />
perceived, no more than popular general conclusion of 60-year's experience of specialist in<br />
the field of insects's world secrets, embellished by elements of a science fiction. But this is
COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
deep mistake. Being well familiar with V.<strong>Grebennikov</strong> and his works not by hearsay (and we<br />
live no more than in 10 kms from each other), I can tell, that I did not see more scientific<br />
diligent and truthful researcher and talented, qualified experimenter.<br />
Unfortunately, V.<strong>Grebennikov</strong> and his pioneer works are well-known advantageously in<br />
so-called Russian scientific "underground" environment. But the opening of such scale, on<br />
my deep belief, should not be buried in the manuscripts, only because a scientific pragmatism<br />
not for a while yet is at authority. So be it that this popular scientific book will be for this so<br />
called "scientists" "science fiction". At everyone his faith, but just one trouble if his faith is<br />
blind. But, having eyes, will see.<br />
TYPICAL EVEN THOU THERE IS IRREFUTABLE PROOF THAT THE INSECTS AND<br />
THUS MAN CAN AND DO DEFY THE ACCEPTED LAWS OF PHYSICS<br />
THE PHILOSOPHY IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE FACTS (SAME THAT<br />
HAPPENED TO JESUS).<br />
OTHER SCIENTIST / INVENTORS THAT HAVE EXPERIENCED THIS SHUN BY THE<br />
AUTHORITIES ARE: TESLA, VIKTOR SCHAUBERGER, WILHELM REICH,<br />
TOWNSEND BROWN, HENRY MORAY, NATHAN STUBBLEFIELD, JOSEPH PAPP,<br />
JOHN BEDINI & TOM BEARDEN, MAX GERSON, AND A WHOLE HOST OF<br />
GROUND BREAKING OSERVERS.<br />
<strong>Viktor</strong> Stepanovich <strong>Grebennikov</strong> --- naturalist and a professional entomologist. He is also<br />
an artist and an intellectual with a wide range of interests and pursuits. He is known to many<br />
as the discoverer of the Cavity Structures Effect (CSE). But very few people are familiar with<br />
his other discovery, the one that also borrows from Nature and its innermost secrets. He has<br />
discovered antigravitational effects of the chitin shell of certain insects back in 1988 but, the<br />
most impressive concomitant phenomenon he has discovered at the same time was that of<br />
complete or partial invisibility and/or of distorted perception of material objects entering the<br />
zone of compensated gravity. Based on this discovery, Victor <strong>Grebennikov</strong> used bionic<br />
principles to design and build an anti-gravitational platform for hovering flights at the speeds<br />
of up to 25 km/min. Since 1991-92 he has used this device for his own fast transportation.<br />
ROUGHLY 900 MILES AN HOUR – SEEMS THAT IT COULD GO CONSIDERABLY<br />
FASTER ACTUALLY. THE REASON THAT I SAY THAT IT THIS: THE AETHERS<br />
ARE REALLY A COMMUNICATION SYSTEM FOR CONSCIOUSNESS – PIECES OF<br />
CONSCIOUSNESS LIKE GREBENNIKOV’S <strong>FLYING</strong> PLATFORM – THE ANU THAT<br />
SUPPORTS THE ENIRE <strong>FLYING</strong> PLATFORM CREATION CONTAINS ALL OF THE<br />
INFORMATION THAT CREATES THE PLATFORM AND ITS RIDER – THAT<br />
INFORMATION IS JUST MIRRORED WHERE EVER ONE WISHES WITHIN THE<br />
AETHERS – THEY ARE A COMMUNCATION SYSTEM.<br />
TWO PHYSICISTS WON NOBEL PRIZES VIA DISCOVERING THE UNIFORM<br />
CONSTANT BACK GROUND RADIATION AND TEMPRATURE OF THE UNIVERSE,<br />
WHICH OCCURED VIA THOSE IDEAS BEING COMMUNICATED THROUGHOUT<br />
THE UNIVERSE VIA THE AEHTERS – SIMPLE.<br />
THE AETHERS ARE PARTIALLY FOULED BY LOOSH (FEAR, GREED,<br />
ARROGANCE – SEPARATION ENERY) IN THIS AREA OF THE UNIVERSE –
COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
ALMOST EVERY WHERE ELSE IS LOVE BASED – GOD WILLING THIS<br />
BEAUTIFUL PLANET FINDS ITS LOVE OF ALL THINGS.<br />
I HAD TO LAUGH – HOW STUPID AM I? MY LITTLE BIRD HAS BEEN<br />
MENTIONING THE SPEED OF LIGHT TO ME. LIGHT IS FOUNDATIONAL TO THE<br />
ENTIRE SYSTEM. “LET THERE BE LIGHT” WELL IT DID NOT QUITE HAPPEN<br />
THAT WAY – THE ANU FORMED AUTOMATICALLY DUE TO THE RULE AS A<br />
RESULT OF GOD NOTICING THE PASSAGE OF TIME. THE ANU HAS A TIME<br />
COMPONENT – THE FACT IS IRREFUTABLE I.E. MEMORIES TRANSFERRED VIA<br />
ORGAN TRANSPLANTS IS ONE SOLID PROOF OF THAT.<br />
NOW BACK TO THE SPEED OF LIGHT – IT DROPS OFF AT THE SQUARE OF THE<br />
DISTANCE. WHY? PROBABLY BECAUSE THE UNIVERSE IS A UNIFORM FIELD.<br />
DUH? BOY THIS IS NOT DIFFICULT.<br />
SO, IS GREBENNIKOV’S <strong>FLYING</strong> PLATFORM LIMITED TO 900 MILES AND HOUR?<br />
WELL DO YOU THINK THAT UFOs COME HERE AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT? SO,<br />
MAYBE GREBENNIKOV’S DEVICE NEEDS A SUPER CHARGER – WITH THAT IN<br />
PLACE – “ONE BEST BECAREFUL WITH WHAT ONE WISHES” YOU WILL BE<br />
FINDING YOURSELF THERE. THAT’S THE WAY IT WORKS IN ASTRAL<br />
PROJECTION AND DREAMS.<br />
GOD WANTS US TO HAVE EVERYTHING – WE ALREADY HAVE IT – IT COMES<br />
WITH THE TERRITORY – AN AUTOMATIC – YOU ARE HERE – SO YOU ARE<br />
CONNECTED TO GOD, AN INFINITE PART OF GOD, AND MADE OF GOD / LOVE.<br />
AND SO IS THE ROCK YOUR STANDING ON.<br />
Bio-gravitational effects are a wide spectrum of natural phenomena, apparently not<br />
confined to just a few species of insects. There is much empirical data to support the<br />
possibility of a lowered weight or complete levitation of material objects as a result of<br />
directed psycho-physical human action (psychokinesis) e. g. levitation of yogi practicing<br />
transcendental meditation according to the Maharishi method. There are known cases of<br />
mediums levitating during spiritistic sessions. However, it would be a mistake to think that<br />
such abilities are only found in people who are gifted by nature. I am convinced that these<br />
abilities are an understudied biological regularity. As is known, human weight significantly<br />
drops in the state of somnambulistic automatism (sleepwalking). Average 80-90 kg<br />
sleepwalkers are able to tread on thin planks, or step on people sleeping next to them without<br />
causing the latter any physical discomfort other than fright during their nocturnal journeys.<br />
Some clinical cases of non-spasmodic epileptic fits often result in a short-term reversible<br />
transformation of personality (people in such state are commonly referred to as "possessed"),<br />
whereby a skinny, exhausted girl or a ten year old boy may acquire the physical prowess of a<br />
trained athlete. This psychological phenomenon is currently known as the multiple<br />
personality syndrome, because it significantly differs from the classical complex of epileptic<br />
symptoms. Such clinical cases are well known and well documented. However, phenomena<br />
accompanied by a change in the weight of humans or of material objects are not confined to<br />
functional pathologies of the organism. Healthy people in the state of acute psychological<br />
stress caused by a life threatening situation or an overpowering motivation to achieve a<br />
vitally important goal have the ability to spontaneously overcome obstacles insurmountable<br />
in their normal condition. People in such situations are able to lift enormous weights etc.<br />
These phenomena are commonly explained by an extreme mobilization of muscular strength,
COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
but precise calculations do not agree with such hypotheses. Apparently, athletes (high<br />
jumpers, weightlifters, runners) have particularly developed bio-antigravitational<br />
mechanisms. Their athletic performance is mostly (if not wholly) determined not so much by<br />
the rigor of their training as by their psychological preparedness. If an accurate scientific task<br />
of studying the anomalies of the human weight in various psycho physiological states were<br />
ever set up and a technical means of dynamic weight monitoring created, we would then have<br />
objective data on this unusual phenomenon. There is also evidence of other phenomena of<br />
short-term mass increase in biological objects, including humans, that are not related to mass<br />
transfer.<br />
CORAL CASTLE IN FLORIDA WHERE EDWARD LEEDSKALNIN SINGLE<br />
HANDEDLY LIFTED BLOCKS OF CORAL WEIGHING 30 TONS!! HIS METHODS<br />
ARE STILL UNEXPLAINED. HE CLAIMED TO HAVE EMPLOYED THE SECRETS<br />
OF THE EGYPTIANS.<br />
V. S. <strong>Grebennikov</strong>'s book has high literary merit and includes the author's own<br />
illustrations. It is a kind of a "fingerprint" for his system of spiritual values, his environmental<br />
outlook, and his entomological autobiography. Many readers are likely to perceive the book<br />
as nothing more than a popularized summary of the entomologist's 60 year experience of<br />
scientific observations, peppered with some elements of science fiction. But, such a<br />
conclusion would be deeply erroneous. As <strong>Viktor</strong> Stepanovich's friend and as someone with<br />
an intimate knowledge of his work (our homes are only 10 km apart), I can vouch that I have<br />
never met a more careful, conscientious, honest, and talented experimental scientist.<br />
V. <strong>Grebennikov</strong> is also widely known in the so-called scientific underground, which is the<br />
branch of advanced Russian science constantly persecuted by the official scientific<br />
establishment. An establishment committee for combating of "pseudo science", created in<br />
Novosibirsk division of the Russian Academy, has victimized many talented members of our<br />
local scientific community. The situation is much the same at the Russian Agricultural<br />
Academy. It is very easy to lose one's job at a lab, even as its head, regardless of one's degree<br />
and title. One only needs to publish an article on, for example, the evolutionary significance<br />
of anti gravitational mechanisms in insects.<br />
But, I am convinced that discoveries of such proportions must not be buried in manuscripts<br />
just because pragmatism still rules science. Let this book be nothing but "science fiction" for<br />
those at the top. Each person has his own beliefs but, he who has eyes shall see.<br />
Catastrophism in both, the evolution of living nature and in the nature of human knowledge,<br />
is actually a drastic destruction of old belief systems, a destruction that runs ahead of<br />
theoretical prognostications. A fanatical faith and worship of idols links our contemporary<br />
academic science with pagan religion. Yet, a harmonious development (in the sense of Pavel<br />
Florensky's pneumatosphere) would not be possible without breaking of the old stereotypes<br />
in the process of mastering the wisdom and experience of older generations.<br />
Chapter V<br />
FLIGHT
COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
It is a quiet evening in the steppe. The red disk of the sun has already touched the faraway,<br />
misty horizon. It's too late to get back home. I've stayed too long here among my insects and I<br />
am getting ready to spend the night in the open. Thank goodness, I still have some water in<br />
the field bottle. I also have some mosquito repellent left and one really needs it here, with the<br />
hosts of gnats on the steep shores of this salty lake.<br />
I am in the steppes of Kamyshlovo valley. The valley used to carry a mighty tributary of<br />
the Irtysh river, but the plowing of the steppes and the deforestation of the hills has turned the<br />
river into a deep, broad gully speckled by a string of salty lakes like this one.<br />
The evening is quiet and calm tonight. Pods of ducks gleam over the evening lake and I<br />
can hear sandpipers in the distance. The high, pearly sky stretches over the soothing world of<br />
the steppe. Oh, how good it is to be out here, in the open country!<br />
I am ready to settle for the night on the very edge of the steppe on the grassy glade above<br />
the gully. I've spread out my coat on the ground and set the backpack down as my pillow,<br />
collected few dry cakes of cow manure and lit them up before lying down. The romantic,<br />
unforgettable smell of bluish smoke is slowly spreading across the dozing plane. I lie down<br />
on my simple bed, stretch my tired legs and anticipate yet another wonderful night in the<br />
open country. The blue smoke will take me quietly into the land of fairy tales as the night's<br />
drowsiness is overcoming me quite fast. I shrink to a very small size of an ant, then I grow<br />
enormous, the size of the whole sky and I am about to fall asleep. But why is it that these "pre<br />
sleep transformations" of my bodily dimensions are somewhat unusual today, so strong? A<br />
new sensation has mixed in, a sensation of falling as though the high cliff above the gully has<br />
been snatched away from under me and I were falling into an unknown, terrible abyss!<br />
Suddenly, I see flashes in front of my eyes and I open them but, the flashes would not<br />
disappear. They keep dancing on the pearly silver evening sky above and on the grass around<br />
me. I can feel a strong metallic taste in my mouth, as though I have pressed my tongue to the<br />
contact plates of a small electric battery. My ears have started ringing and I can distinctly<br />
hear the double beats of my own heart.<br />
THE FLASHES PROBABLY COME FROM THE MUSIC OF THE SPHERES,<br />
WHEREBY TORROIDS CLANG TOGETHER TO FORM MATTER. AS THE<br />
TORROIDS CLANG TOGETHER, VIBRATIONS ARE CREATED = LIGHT.
COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
How can one sleep when such things are going on!<br />
I sit up and try to drive away these unpleasant sensations but, nothing comes out of my<br />
efforts. The only result is that the flashes are no longer wide and blurred but, they became<br />
sharp and clear now, like sparks or perhaps small arcs and they make it difficult for me to<br />
look around. Now I remember. I had a very similar experience a few years ago in Lesochek<br />
[Little Grove], or to be more precise in the Enchanted Grove [the author is referring to<br />
localities of an entomological preserve in Omsk Region]. I have to get up and go for a walk<br />
around the lake shore. Does it feel like this everywhere around here? No. I feel a clear effect<br />
of "something" only right here, a meter from the edge of the cliff, while the effect clearly<br />
disappears ten meters further into the steppe. It gets a bit frightening. I am alone in the<br />
deserted countryside, by the "Enchanted Lake". I should pack up quickly and clear out but,<br />
my curiosity takes over me. What is this, really? Could it be that the smell of the salty lake<br />
water and the rotting slime would do this to me? I slid down the cliff side under the steppe<br />
and sit down by the edge of the water. The thick, sweetish smell of sapropel and the rotting<br />
remains of algae has enveloped me like the mud in a spa. I sit there for five, may be ten<br />
minutes with no unpleasant sensations. It would be much better to sleep here, only if it<br />
weren't so damp. I climb back up onto the plane of the steppe and the same old story repeats!<br />
My head begins to spin and I get that galvanic, sour taste in my mouth again and I feel as<br />
though my weight were constantly changing. I feel incredibly light at one moment and<br />
unbearably heavy the next and the same streaks of light flash in my eyes as before. If this<br />
were indeed a "bad spot", some nasty anomaly, then no grass would grow here and the large<br />
bees would not be nesting just below in the loamy edge of the cliff. Yet, their nests are all<br />
over the place and in fact, I had made my bed right above their underground "bee cities", with<br />
their multitude of tunnels and chambers whose depths harbor so many larvae and cocoons, all<br />
of them alive and thriving. Albeit, I understood nothing at this time and I got up from my<br />
unpleasant bed with a headache long before the sunrise and hobbled off, all tired, toward the<br />
road to catch a hitch to Isilkul.<br />
I have visited the "Enchanted Lake" four more times that summer at various times of the<br />
day and under various weather conditions. My bees got incredibly busy toward the end of the<br />
summer stuffing their holes with pollen of the wild flowers and apparently feeling excellent.
COWBOY’S COMMENTS <br />
That was not my case though, while standing about a meter off the cliff edge above their<br />
nests. The set of the most unpleasant sensations would again settle in me, right here, while<br />
there would be none some five meters away and I feel the same old bewilderment: Why?<br />
Why do these bees feel so good here, feel so great that the entire cliff is drilled with their<br />
holes like a Swiss cheese and in places looking almost like a sponge?<br />
The solution to this has come to me many years later, when the bee city in Kamyshlovo<br />
Valley has long since disappeared. The tillage reached the very edge of the cliff. Its top has<br />
consequently dropped off and what used to be a hard earthen bank with its bee nests and<br />
grassy top has turned into an atrocious and ugly, muddy slide.<br />
But I had a handful of old clay lumps, the fragments of the nests with their multiple<br />
chamber cells, back at my home. Their side by side cells reminded me of small thimbles, or<br />
little jugs with narrowing necks. I already knew that these bees were of the quadruple ring<br />
species, with 4 light rings on their elongated bellies. I had a wide container filled with these<br />
spongy clay lumps on my equipment cluttered desk, along with ant and grasshopper houses,<br />
bottles with chemicals and other assorted interesting stuff. I was about to pick something or<br />
another up and I moved my hand above these porous fragments.<br />
A miracle! I had suddenly felt the warmth emanating from these remains. I've touched the<br />
lumps with my bare hand yet, they were cold. But, I could clearly feel the thermal sensation<br />
right above them. I could also feel some hitherto unknown jerks, some sort of "tick" in my<br />
fingers, besides the warmth. When I pushed the jar with the nests to the end of the desk and<br />
leaned over it, I had felt the same sensation in my head, the feeling, which has overwhelmed<br />
me by the lake. I felt again as if I were getting lighter and bigger, with the vertigo of my body<br />
falling down. I saw the same rapid flashes of light in my eyes and my mouth had the electric<br />
battery in it again. I have also become a bit nauseous...
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I placed a sheet of cardboard over the jar, but the sensation wouldn't change. A have<br />
covered the jar with metallic pot lid but, it changed nothing either. It looked as if "something"<br />
was acting right through it. I was compelled to study the phenomenon at once but, what could<br />
I do at home, without any necessary physical instruments? The help came from many<br />
research scientists of various institutes of the Agricultural Academy in Novosibirsk. But alas,<br />
the instruments like thermometers, ultrasound detectors, magnetometers and electrometers<br />
did not respond to the nests in the slightest. We have conducted a precise chemical analysis<br />
of the clay and found nothing special. The radiometer was also silent, yet the ordinary human<br />
hands, and not only mine, would distinctly feel either warmth or cold, or a tingle, or<br />
sometimes a thicker, stickier environment. Some people's hands felt heavier, others felt<br />
lighter as if pushed up. Some people's fingers and arm muscles got numb, some felt giddy<br />
and developed profuse salivation. I could observe a similar phenomenon in a bunch of paper<br />
tubes inhabited by leaf cutting bees. Each tunnel had a solid row of multi-layered "cans"<br />
made from torn leaves, covered with concave lids (also made from leaves). These cans<br />
contained silk, oval cocoons with larvae and chrysalides. I asked unsuspecting people who<br />
knew nothing of my discovery to hold their hands or faces over the leaf cutter nests and have<br />
made a detailed record of their replies in this experiment. Its results may be found in my<br />
article "On the physical and biological properties of pollinator bee nests" published in the<br />
Siberian Bulletin of Agricultural Science, no.3, 1984. The same article contains the formula<br />
of my discovery, a brief physical description of this wonderful phenomenon.
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THE ENERGY FIELD IS AN AETHER – THE SENSATIONS EXPERIENCED ARE A<br />
FUNCTION OF THE INDIVIDUALS LIFE FORCE ENERGY – THIS IS THE ENERGY<br />
CAPTURED IN HONEY, WHICH LASTS FOREVER – AS DOES THE AETHER.<br />
I have created a few dozen artificial honeycombs from plastic, paper, metal and wood,<br />
based on the structures of bee nests. It turned out that the cause of all those unusual<br />
sensations was not a biological field, but the size, shape, quantity and arrangement of cavities<br />
formed by and in any solid object.<br />
WORKING IN HARMONY WITH AN AMBIENT AETHER. ARTIFICIAL<br />
HONEYCOMBS OF THE WRONG SIZE DO NOT WORK.<br />
And as before, the organism felt it, while the instruments remained silent. I called the<br />
discovery the Cavity Structures Effect (CSE) and I have carried on with my experiments.<br />
Nature has continued to reveal to me its innermost secrets one after another. It has turned out<br />
that the CSE zone inhibits the growth of saprophytic soil bacteria, inhibits the growth of yeast<br />
and other similar cultures as well as it inhibits wheat grain germination. The behavior of<br />
microscopic agile chlamydospores also changes in this effective zone. Leaf cutting bee larvae<br />
begin to phosphoresce, while adult bees are much more active in this field and finish<br />
pollination two weeks earlier than they would otherwise. It has turned out that this CSE, same<br />
as gravitation, can't be shielded. THE 2-D AETHER(S) ARE EVERYWHERE. SIMPLE
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It affects living organisms through walls, thick metal and any other screens. It has turned<br />
out that if a porous object were moved, a person would not feel the change in CSE location<br />
immediately but, a few seconds or minutes later. While the old location would retain a<br />
"trace", or as I called it a "phantom" of the CSE field perceivable by the hand for hours and<br />
sometimes for months thereafter. It has turned out that the CSE field did not decrease evenly
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with distance but, surrounded the honeycomb with a system of invisible, yet sometimes<br />
clearly perceivable "shells". It has turned out that animals (white mice) and humans entering<br />
the zone of the CSE field (even a very strong one) would soon adapt to it. It couldn't be<br />
otherwise. We are surrounded everywhere by cavities, large and small, surrounded by grids<br />
and cells of living and dead plants (as well as our own cells). We are surrounded by bubbles<br />
of foam rubber, foam plastic, foam concrete, rooms, corridors, halls, roofing, spaces between<br />
machine parts, trees, furniture and buildings. It has turned out that the CSE "ray" had a<br />
stronger impact on living organisms when it was directed away from the sun and also<br />
downwards, facing the Earth center.<br />
OBVIOUSLY THE AETHER – THIS FITS WITH THE PHANTOM DNA AFFECT THAT<br />
ORGANIZES PHOTONS IN A VACUUM. SAID ORGAINZATION DEMONSTRATES<br />
THAT THE HONEYCOMB IS PRESENT EVERYWHERE, BECAUSE THE PHOTONS<br />
ARRANGE THEMSELVES AS IF THEY ARE IN AN INVISIBLE HONEYCOMB (AN<br />
AETHER) – DNA CAUSES THE PHOTONS TO ORGANIZE – AN AFFECT THAT<br />
REMAINS WHEN THE DNA IS REMOVED – BECAUSE THE AETHER IS STILL<br />
THERE.<br />
IN THIS CASE THE HONEYCOMB AFFECTS THE DNA, WHICH MEANS THAT THE<br />
ENERGY PRODUCED BY THE HONEYCOMB IS BENEFICIAL TO THE DNA, WHICH<br />
MEANS THAT ANY GOOD 2-D ENERGY WOULD BE BENEFICIAL TO THE DNA –<br />
BECAUSE THIS IS THE ENERGY THAT FLOWS THEREIN – THE CHINESE CALL IT<br />
CHI ENERGY. ACTUALLY IT IS LIGHT / PHOTONS – THAT THEY CALL BIONS –<br />
THAT ARE ANUs.<br />
THE PHOTONS THAT FLOW IN THE SUPER CONDUCTORS ARE ALSO ANUs.<br />
THIS IS THE ENERGY THAT ANIMATES LIFE. THE FACT IS IRREFUTABLE FOR<br />
SO MANY REASONS. ANUs ARE THE “ORIGIN OF LIFE” SEE MY ESSAY.<br />
THE REASON THAT THE CSE WORKS BETTER POINTED AT THE EARTH AND<br />
OUT OF SUN LIGHT IS BECAUSE THE SUN LIGHT IS A 3-D ENERGY AND THE<br />
AETHER AROUND THE PLANET IS FOULED WITH LOOSH (SEPARATION<br />
ENERGY / FEAR / GREED ETC.).<br />
It has turned out that clocks, both mechanical and electronic, run inaccurately when placed<br />
in a strong CSE field. The CSE seems to have an effect on time too. BECAUSE THERE IS<br />
NO TIME IN 2-D All this is a manifestation of the will of the matter (SPIRIT), constantly<br />
moving and transforming and existing eternally. It has turned out that the French physicist<br />
Louis de Broglie was awarded the Nobel Prize for his discovery of these waves back in the<br />
20s and that the latter were used in electronic microscopes. My research has gone well. Many<br />
other things transpired from my experiments and study, but they would lead us into solidstate<br />
physics, quantum mechanics, elementary particle physics and generally very far away<br />
from the main characters of our narrative, the insects.
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I have managed to devise instruments for an objective registration of the CSE, which react<br />
accurately to the proximity of insect nests during all this time. Here they are in the drawings.<br />
They are the sealed vessels with straws and burnt twigs and drawing charcoals suspended on<br />
spider web threads in them, with some water on the bottom countering the effects of static<br />
electricity, which hinders such experiments in dry air. If you point an old wasp nest, a bee<br />
honeycomb or a bunch of cereal ears at the upper end of the indicator, it turns slowly a few<br />
dozen degrees around. This is no miracle. The energy of scintillating electrons of both multicavity<br />
bodies creates a total wave system in space, THE AETHER IS ALWAYS THERE,<br />
whereby this wave is energy capable of causing the mutual repulsion of these objects even<br />
through such obstacles as a the thick walled steel capsule in the photo. It is hard to imagine<br />
that the armor of this capsule isn't capable to stop waves from a tiny, light wasp nest seen in<br />
the picture and that the indicator inside this heavy, solid capsule turns away from this long<br />
vacant nest, sometimes as much as 180 degrees. Yet it is so. Those who have doubts are<br />
welcome to visit the Agroecology Museum near Novosibirsk and see it all for themselves.<br />
The same museum displays an always active honeycomb painkiller [ Link to<br />
<strong>Grebennikov</strong>'s Russian Patent # 2061509 --- PDF format, requires Adobe Reader ]. It<br />
consists of a chair with an overhead cap, which contains a few empty but, intact honeybee<br />
combs ("dry" honeycombs, in the beekeeper's vocabulary). Anyone who sits in this chair will<br />
almost certainly feel something (please write to me what exactly you feel, I'll be grateful)<br />
after a few minutes, while those with a headache will say good bye to the pain shortly, at least<br />
for a few hours. My painkillers are successfully used in many parts of the country now,<br />
because I have made no secret from my discovery.<br />
SOUNDS LIKE ORGONE ENERGY, WHICH IS ALSO 2-D AS IS THE ENERGY THAT<br />
ANIMATES DNA.
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Your hand will clearly sense the CSE emanation, if you place it from below and palm up<br />
against the cap with bee honeycombs. The cap could be made from cardboard or veneer, or<br />
better still from tin plate with tightly sealed seams. This is painkiller is yet another gift from<br />
the world of insects. My reasoning behind this invention was that people have been dealing<br />
with the honeybees for thousands of years and no one has ever complained about anything<br />
unpleasant related to them except, of course, for their stings. I've tried to hold a dry
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honeycomb over my head and it worked! I have decided to use a set of six frames. This is the<br />
story of my rather simple discovery.<br />
An old wasp nest works quite differently, even though the size and shape of its cells is very<br />
close to those of the honey bees. The important difference between the two is that the wasp<br />
honeycomb material, unlike that of honey bee wax, is more crumbly and micro porous. It is<br />
paper like. (By the way, it's wasps, who invented paper, rather than people. Wasps scrape old<br />
wood fiber, mix it with their sticky saliva and let it dry out.) Walls of the wasp honeycomb<br />
are much thinner than those of bees and their cell size and pattern is also different. The nest<br />
itself is like a multi-layered, loosely wrapped paper outer shell. I've had reports of highly<br />
unpleasant effects of a few wasp nests in an attic. NEGATIVE ORGONE ENERGY Besides<br />
that, most multiple cell devices and objects with a manifested CSE field have a far from<br />
beneficial effect on humans in the first few minutes. Honey bee combs are a rare exception.<br />
IT IS A BENEFICIAL INSECT<br />
I have often observed the bumblebees living in our Isilkul flat in the 1960s. A young bumble<br />
bee did not take the trouble to remember the entrance to the hive and it would spend hours<br />
wandering around the windows of our house and of a similar looking house nearby on its first<br />
trip out of the hive. It would give up on its poor visual memory in the evening and it would<br />
land on the brick wall precisely outside the hive and it would try to break right through the<br />
wall. Now, how did the insect know that its home nest was right there, four meters away from<br />
the entrance to the attic and a meter and a half below, behind the thick, half meter wall? I was<br />
lost at the time in conjectures but now I know exactly why the bumble bee behaved in that<br />
manner. It is an amazing find, wouldn't you agree? Now let us remember the experiment in<br />
which hunter wasps returned not only to a given location but, even to an entirely different<br />
location to where the lump of soil with their nest had been moved. I do not doubt that they<br />
were able to find it because of the wave emitter created by their nest cavities. IT IS NOT<br />
WAVES – IT IS A 2-D ENERGY – NO FREQUENCY.<br />
There was yet another mystery to be revealed to me by my insect friends. It has turned out<br />
that flowers also use similar powerful and unstoppable wave emitter besides their color, odor<br />
and nectar in order to attract their pollinators. I have discovered it with a drawing charcoal, a<br />
burnt twig by passing it over large, bell shaped flowers (tulips, lilies, amaryllises, mallows or<br />
pumpkins). I could feel "braking" of this detector already at quite a distance from the flower.<br />
I have learned to find a flower in a dark room standing one or two meters away from it with<br />
this detector but, only if it had not been moved. If it were moved, i would detect a "false<br />
target", the "ghost" field left in its old location, the residual "phantom" I have already<br />
mentioned. I do not possess any super sensory abilities, and any person would be able to do<br />
the same after some training. One could use a 10 cm long piece of a yellow sorghum stem
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instead of a charcoal rod, or a short pencil whose rear end should be facing the flower. Some<br />
people would be able to feel the flower (a "warm", "cold", or "shivering" sensation emanating<br />
from it) with their bare hands, tongues, or even faces. As many experiments demonstrated,<br />
children and adolescents are particularly sensitive to these waves of matter.<br />
SUCH BENEFICIAL STRUCTURES ARE IN HARMONY WITH AN AMBIENT /<br />
NATURAL AETHER – THUS, MAGNIFYING THE BENEFICAL EFFECT. THESE<br />
NATURAL SIZED CAVITY STRUCTURES MANIFEST ACCORDING TO THE<br />
FIBONACCI SERIES – THE AETHERS PROGRESS IN SIZE THE SAME WAY.<br />
THE ANCIENT PEOPLES KNEW THIS AND BUILT THEIR BUILDINGS USING THIS<br />
NATURAL PROPORTION – ALSO KNOWN AS – GOD’S DIVINE CANON OF<br />
PROPORTION AND THE GOLDEN MEAN, WHICH IS AN APPROXIMATION OF THE<br />
FIBONACCI SERIES. THE SERIES IS MORE ACCURATE. THE MASONS ALSO<br />
KNEW THIS, WHICH IS WHY CATHEDRALS FOCUS THE SAME CSE ENERGY.<br />
When it comes to the bees, which nest underground, their "knowledge" of the CSE is vital<br />
to them. First of all, it enables the builder of a new gallery to stay away from the neighboring<br />
nests. Otherwise, the entire bee city all cut through with intersecting holes would simply<br />
collapse. Secondly, plant roots cannot be allowed to grow down into the galleries and<br />
honeycombs and indeed the roots stop growing any further a few centimeters away from the<br />
honeycomb of tunnels and chambers and start growing aside, feeling that nests are near.<br />
DITTO WITH A SUPER CONDUCTOR (2-D) – MAGNETISM WILL NOT PENETRATE<br />
THE FIELD AROUND A SUPER CONDUCTOR. MAGNETISM WILL PENETRATE A<br />
MOUNTIAN OF LEAD BUT NOT A SUPER CONDUCTOR. 3-D ENERGY DOES NOT<br />
MIX WITH 2-D ENERGY. 3-D REQUIRES A TIME COMPONENT AND THERE IS<br />
NO TIME IN 2-D ENERGY FIELDS.
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I have confirmed the latter conclusion by my many experiments on couching wheat seeds<br />
in a strong CSE field, as compared to the seeds germinating in the same climatic conditions<br />
but in the absence of the CSE field. Photographs and drawings show both, the dying of roots<br />
in the experimental batch as well as their sharp deviation in a direction away from my<br />
artificial honeycomb. Therefore, the bees and the weeds back at the lake had made a pact<br />
long ago and they are another example of the highest ecological expediency of all being. Yet,<br />
we see another example of people's merciless, ignorant and arrogant attitude toward the<br />
nature in the very same location on this globe. The bee city is gone now. Thick streams of<br />
fertile black soil run off down the ruts in the former river bank cliff every spring. They run<br />
among filthy heaps of trash to the lifeless, salty puddles left behind by once a living river,<br />
which not too long ago was at least a string of lakes, with its countless flocks of sandpipers<br />
and ducks, white swans, and hovering fish hawks. Gone is the cliff, thinned out by bee holes,<br />
where one used to hear the hum of hundreds of thousands of bees, which had led me for the<br />
first time into the land of unknown. I must have tired the reader out with all these<br />
honeycombs of mine. A separate thick book would be required to describe all my<br />
experiments with them. I will only mention one more thing. My battery powered pocket<br />
calculator often malfunctioned in the CSE field. 2-D ENERGY IS INFINITE AND MORE<br />
POWERFUL THAN 3-D ENERGY It either erred, or sometimes its display window failed<br />
to light up for hours. I used the field of a wasp nest combined with that of my two palms.<br />
None of these structures had any effect on their own.<br />
I will also note that human hands, with all their tubular phalanxes, joints, ligaments, blood<br />
vessels, and nails are intensive CSE emanators ALSO SUPERCONDUCTORS capable of<br />
giving a powerful push to the straw or the charcoal rod indicator of my little instruments from<br />
a couple of meters distance. Practically anyone can do it. This is why I am convinced that<br />
there are no people with supersensory abilities, or rather that all the people have them and<br />
that the number of those, who can move light-weight objects across on a table from a<br />
distance, or hold them suspended in the air or "magnetically" attached to the hand, is far<br />
greater than is usually thought. Try it yourself! I look forward to your letters. Folks in old<br />
times used to play the following game: One man sits down onto a chair and four of his friends<br />
"build" a grid of horizontally stretched palms with slightly spread fingers over his head. First<br />
from their right hands, then from their left hands, spaced at about 2 cm. They hold the hand<br />
grid for about 10-15 seconds. Then all four of them place simultaneously their pressedtogether<br />
index and middle fingers under the armpits and under the knees of the sitting man,<br />
and toss him energetically up in the air. The time lapse between "collapsing" the hand grid<br />
and tossing of the man must not exceed two seconds and the synchronicity of the action is<br />
very important. If everything is done right, a 100-kilo man flies up almost to the ceiling,<br />
while the ones who tossed him claim he was light as a feather. A skeptic reader may ask me:<br />
"How is this possible?" Doesn't it all contradict laws of nature? And if so, am I not
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propagating mysticism? Nothing of the sort! There is no mysticism. We humans still know<br />
little of the Universe which, as we see it, not always accepts our all too human rules,<br />
assumptions and orders and laws. SNICKER. It dawned on me once that the results of my<br />
experiments with insect nests bear way too much similarity to the reports of people who<br />
happened to be in the vicinity of UFOs. ALSO SUPERCONDUCTORS WHICH ARE IN<br />
HARMONY WITH AN AETHER. Think about it and compare the observations of the same<br />
phenomena in both cases. Temporary malfunctioning of electronic devices, disrupted clockstime,<br />
an invisible, resilient obstacle to movement, a temporary drop in the weight of objects,<br />
the sensation of a decrease in human weight, phosphenes moving, colored flashes in the eyes,<br />
galvanic taste in the mouth. I am sure you have read about all this in UFO journals. I am now<br />
telling you that it can all be experienced in our museum. Come and visit us! Was I standing<br />
on the threshold of yet another mystery? Quite so. And I was helped again by a chance, or<br />
better said by my old insect friends. And there came sleepless nights and failures<br />
accompanied by doubts and breakdowns, even accidents and no one to turn to for an advice.<br />
Everyone would have just laughed, or much worse...<br />
But I can say this, my reader: "He is happy who has a more or less adequate use of his<br />
eyes, head, and hands." Skillful hands are particularly important and trust me that the joy of<br />
creative work, even of work that ends in failure, is far higher and brighter than earning any<br />
diplomas, medals, or patents.<br />
Flying an Anti-gravitational Platform<br />
(excerpts from my diary)<br />
Judge for yourself based on my diary excerpts, obviously simplified and adapted for this<br />
book. Pictures and drawings will help you to evaluate my story. It is a hot summer day and<br />
the faraway expanses are drowned in a bluish-lilac haze. The gigantic blue dome of the sky<br />
with its puffs of clouds stretches over the fields and groves. I am flying about 300 meters<br />
above ground with a light elongated tray of a lake in the distant haze serving me as me as a<br />
reference point. Blue, intricate contours of treelines slowly recede behind, with fields<br />
spreading among them. That bluish-green one is an oat field, the whitish rectangle with a<br />
strange, rhythmic twinkling of the sun reflection is that of buckwheat. Straight ahead of me<br />
opens a field of alfalfa, with its familiar cobalt medium-green stolen from my oil paintings,<br />
while the green oceans of wheat to the right borrowed my deeper, chrome oxide shade. This<br />
enormous, multi-colored palette floats further and further behind me. Footpaths meander<br />
among the fields and coppices. They join the gravel roads, which it turn stretch further out to<br />
join the highway, still hidden in the haze. But, I know that if I flew on the right side of the<br />
lake, I would see it, the smooth, gray ribbon without a beginning or an end carrying the<br />
matchboxes of cars slowly crawling over its back to their destinies. Isometric, flat shadows of<br />
the cumulus clouds ride over the sunny countryside. They are deep-blue where they cover the<br />
threes and are of various shades of light blue where they strike the fields. Now I have entered<br />
the shadow of one such cloud and I accelerate. It is quite easy for me to do so and leave for<br />
the sunshine again. I lean slightly forward and feel the warm, taut wind coming for down<br />
below, from the sun drenched soil and vegetation. It does not blow from the side like when<br />
you are on the ground, but strangely from the surface up. I physically feel its thick, dense<br />
current carrying the strong smell of blooming buckwheat. Of course, this jet can easily lift<br />
even a large bird, an eagle may be, or a stork, or a crane, on their frozen, spread wings.
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But I have no wings. I stand suspended in the air supported in my flight by a little flat,<br />
rectangular platform, which is slightly bigger than the seat of a chair. It has a pole with two<br />
handles onto which I hold and with whose help I navigate this device. Is this some science<br />
fiction? I wouldn't say so. The interrupted manuscript of this book had lied abandoned for<br />
two whole years because our generous, ancient nature had given me another something and<br />
again through my insect friends. As usual, it did it elegantly and inconspicuously, yet swiftly<br />
and convincingly. The thrill of discovery would not let go of me for two years, even though it<br />
seemed to me that I was mastering it at a break-neck speed. But it always happens this way.<br />
When your work is new and interesting, the time flies by at double its normal speed. The eye<br />
of the lake is already much closer. I can clearly see the highway beyond by now and the<br />
match boxes have grown wheels on them. The highway is about 8km away from the railway<br />
running parallel to it and if I look closer, I can see the power line poles on the light gray moat<br />
of the railway. It is time to turn some 20 degrees to the left. I can't be seen from the ground<br />
and not just because of the distance. I cast almost no shadow even in a very low flight. Yet, as<br />
I found out later, people sometimes see something where I am in the sky. I appear to them<br />
either as a light sphere, a disk, or something like a slanted cloud with sharp edges, which<br />
moves strangly according to them, not exactly the way a real cloud would. One person has<br />
observed a "flat, non-transparent square, about one hectare in size". Could it have been the<br />
optically enlarged little platform of my device? Most people see nothing at all though and I<br />
am quite pleased with it for the time being. I can't be too careful! Besides, I still haven't<br />
determined what my visibility or invisibility depended on. I must confess that I consciously<br />
avoid people when in flight and that I, for this very purpose, bypass all cities and towns and<br />
try to pass even the cross roads and footpaths at increased speed after making sure there is no<br />
one there.
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I trust only my insect friends depicted in these pages on these excursions, which no doubt<br />
are a fiction to the reader but, which are already almost casual to me . The first practical use<br />
of my discovery has been entomological research. A way to get to and examine my secret<br />
places, to take a picture of them from above and to find new, still uninspected insect lands in<br />
need of protection and salvation. Alas, nature has established its own strict limitations on my<br />
work. Just as on a passenger plane, I could see but couldn't take photographs [taking pictures<br />
on planes was forbidden by law]. My camera shutter wouldn't close and both rolls of film I<br />
had with me, one in the camera and the other in my pocket, got light-struck. I didn't succeed<br />
in sketching the landscape either, because both my hands were almost always busy. I could<br />
only free one hand for a couple of seconds. Thus I could only draw from my memory. I<br />
managed to do that only immediately after landing. Though I am an artist, my visual memory<br />
is not all that great. I did not feel the same way in my flight as we do when we fly in our<br />
sleep. It was with flying in my sleep that I started this book a while ago. Real flying is not so<br />
much pleasure as it is work, sometimes very hard and dangerous at that. One has to stand, not<br />
hover, with both hands always busy. There is a borderline a few centimeters away separating<br />
"this" space from "that" on the outside. The border is invisible but quite treacherous. My<br />
contraption is still rather clumsy and resembles perhaps a hospital scale. But this is only the<br />
beginning! By the way, besides the camera, I have experienced sometimes trouble with my<br />
watch and possibly also with the calendar. While descending onto a familiar glade, I would<br />
occasionally find it slightly "out of season", with about a two-week deviation but, I had<br />
nothing to check it against. Thus, it may be possible to fly not just in space but also, or so it<br />
seems, in time. I cannot make the latter claim with a 100% guarantee, except perhaps that in<br />
flight, particularly at its beginning, a watch runs erratically, now too slow and then too fast.<br />
But, the watch is at its accurate time and speed at the end of the excursions.<br />
Nevertheless, this is one of the reasons why I stay away from people during my journeys.<br />
If time manipulation is involved alongside the manipulation of gravitation, I might, perhaps,<br />
accidentally disrupt cause-and-effect of relations and someone might get hurt. This is where<br />
my fears were coming from. Insects captured "there" disappear from my test tubes, boxes and<br />
other receptacles. They disappear mostly without a trace. Once I had a test tube crushed to<br />
tiny bits in my pocket, another time there was an oval hole in the tube glass with brown, as<br />
though chitin colored edges as you can see in the picture [above]. I did feel a kind of burning<br />
or an electric shock inside my pocket on many occasions, perhaps at the moment of my<br />
prisoner's disappearance. I found the captured insect in my test tube only once, but it wasn't<br />
the adult ichneumon with white rings on its feelers, but its chrysalis, i.e. its earlier stage. It<br />
was alive and it moved its belly when touched but, much to my dismay, it has died a week<br />
later.<br />
It is best to fly on clear summer days Flying is much more difficult when it rains and<br />
almost impossible in winter. Not because of the cold, since I could have adapted my device<br />
accordingly, but being an entomologist, winter trips are useless to me.
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How and why did I make this discovery? I was examining the chitin shells of insects under<br />
my microscope in the summer of 1988 along with their pinnate antennae, the fish-scale<br />
microstructure of butterfly wings, iridescent colors, and other inventions of nature. I became<br />
interested in an amazingly rhythmical microstructure of one large insect detail. It was an<br />
extremely well-ordered composition, as though stamped out by factory equipment according<br />
to special blueprints and calculations. As I saw it, the intricate sponginess was clearly<br />
unnecessary either for the strength of the part, or for its decoration. I have never observed<br />
anything like this unusual micro-ornament either in nature, in technology, or in art. Because<br />
its structure is three-dimensional, I have been unable to capture it in a drawing so far, or a<br />
photograph. Why does an insect need it? Besides, other than in flight, this structure at the<br />
bottom of the wing case is always hidden from the eye. No one would ever see it properly.<br />
Was it perhaps the wave emitter using "my" multiple cavity structures effect? That truly<br />
lucky summer, there were very many insects of this species and I would capture them at<br />
night. I was not able to observe these insects neither before, nor later.<br />
I placed the small, concave chitin plate on the microscope stage in order to again examine<br />
its strangely star-shaped cells under strong magnification. I again admired this masterpiece<br />
jewelwork of nature. I was about to place a second identical plate with the same unusual cell<br />
structure on its underside almost purposelessly on top of the first one. But then!<br />
The little plate came loose from my tweezers, hung suspended above the other plate on the<br />
microscope stage for a few seconds, then turned a few degrees clockwise and slid to the right,<br />
then turned counterclockwise and swung and only then it abruptly fell on the desk.<br />
You can imagine what I felt at that moment. When I came to my senses, I tied a few panels<br />
together with a wire and it wasn't an easy thing to do. I succeeded only when I positioned<br />
them vertically. What I got was a multi-layered chitin block and I placed it on the desk. Even<br />
a relatively large object, such as a thumbtack, would not fall on it. Something pushed it up<br />
and aside. When I attached the tack on top of the "block", I witnessed incredible, impossible<br />
things. The tack would disappear from sight for a few moments. That was when I have<br />
realized that this was no "beacon," but something entirely different.<br />
And I became again so excited that all the objects around me became foggy and shaky. I<br />
managed to pull myself together with huge effort in a couple of hours and I continued<br />
working.<br />
This is how it all started. Of course, much still remains to be understood, verified, and<br />
tested. I will certainly tell my readers about the finer details of my machine, about its<br />
propulsion principles, about distances, heights, speeds, equipment and all the rest but, in my<br />
next book.<br />
I have conducted my first, rather unsuccessful and highly dangerous flight on the night of<br />
March 17, 1990. I didn't have the patience to wait until the warm season and I neglected to go<br />
to a deserted area. I already knew that night was the most dangerous time for this kind of<br />
work and I had a bad luck from the very start. The panel blocks in the right side of the lifting<br />
platform got repetitively stuck. I should have fixed the problem properly and immediately,<br />
yet I neglected to do so in my impatience. I took off right in the middle of the Agricultural<br />
Academy campus, erroneously assuming that everyone would be asleep at 1 after midnight<br />
and that nobody would see me. The lift-off went well but, I became dizzy in a few seconds<br />
time, while the lit windows of the campus buildings sank beneath me. I should have landed
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right then yet, I made the mistake of staying airborne. A powerful force snatched away my<br />
control over my movement and weight and it dragged me in the direction of the city.<br />
I crossed the second circle of the nine-story buildings in the city's residential area (they are<br />
laid out in two huge circles with five-story buildings, including ours, inside them) drawn by<br />
this unexpected and uncontrollable power and then I crossed a snow-covered, narrow field<br />
and the Academy City highway. The dark immensity of Novosibirsk was closing in upon me<br />
and it was closing in fast. I was already near a bunch of tall factory smoke stacks, many of<br />
which belched thick smoke into the cold night sky. The graveyard shift was on. I had to do<br />
something and do it quickly. I got on top of the situation only with great effort. I finally<br />
managed to perform an emergency adjustment of the panel blocks and my horizontal<br />
movement slowed down, but I became quite sick now. I succeed in stopping the horizontal<br />
movement only at my fourth attempt, at which point my platform hung over the city's<br />
industrial district Zatulinka. The sinister smoke stacks fumed silently right beneath me. I took<br />
a short rest, if one can call a few minutes of hanging over a lighted factory fence a rest and I<br />
glided back after I made sure that the "evil power" has passed. I did not fly straight back in<br />
the direction of our Agricultural Academy campus though, but to the right of it, toward the<br />
airport. I did this to foul the trail, in case someone had seen me. I turned abruptly home only<br />
when I was over dark, deserted night fields about halfway to the airport, where I was sure that<br />
there was clearly no one around. I naturally couldn't get out of bed the next day. The news on<br />
TV and in the newspapers was more than alarming. Headlines, such as "UFO over Zatulinka"<br />
and "Aliens again?" meant that my flight had been detected. But how! Some perceived the<br />
"phenomenon" as glowing spheres or disks, many actually saw not one sphere but two!<br />
Others claimed that they had seen a "real saucer" with windows and rays of light. I am not<br />
discounting the possibility that some Zatulino residents saw something else entirely, rather<br />
than my near-emergency evolutions, something that had nothing to do with me. Besides that,<br />
March of 1990 was particularly rich in UFO sightings in Siberia, near Nalchik. There was<br />
also some heavy UFO traffic in Belgium where, according to Pravda, an engineer Marcel<br />
Alferlane took a two-minute film of the flight of a huge triangular craft on March 31.<br />
According to Belgian scientists, it was a "material object with a capacity no civilization could<br />
currently create." Is it really so? As for me, I would suggest that the gravitational filter<br />
platforms (or as I call them, panel blocks) of these machines were in fact small, triangular and<br />
made here on Earth but, with more sophistication than my half-wooden contraption. I also<br />
wanted to make my platform triangular, because it would be much safer and efficient that<br />
way, but I chose a rectangular design because it is easier to fold and once folded, it may<br />
resemble a suitcase, or a painter's case and it can be therefore disguised and not arouse any<br />
suspicions. I have naturally chosen a painter's case.<br />
I had nothing to do with the sightings in Nalchik or Belgium. Besides, as it appears, I am<br />
very impractical in the use of my discovery. I fly only to my entomological preserves. These<br />
are far more important to me than any technological finds. I have eleven such preserves at the<br />
moment, eight in Omsk region, one in Voronezh region and one near Novosibirsk. There<br />
used to be six of them in Novosibirsk region, all of them created, or rather saved by me and<br />
my family for the time being, but they don't like them here. Neither the Agricultural<br />
Academy (still more obsessed with "chemistry" than with anything else), nor the<br />
Environmental Protection Committee were willing to help me preserve these little islands<br />
from evil, ignorant people.
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Therefore, I am continuing my journey westward under the magnificent, fluffy noon<br />
clouds, with the blue shadows of the clouds, the intricately shaped coppices and the<br />
multicolored patches of fields floating back below me.<br />
The speed of my flight is quite high but, there is no wind in my ears. The platform's force<br />
field has "carved out" an upward-diverging, invisible column from space, which cuts the<br />
platform off the earth's gravitational pull. Yet, it leaves me and the air inside the column<br />
intact. I think that it parts space in flight and then closes it behind me. This must be the<br />
reason for my invisibility, or the distorted visibility of the device and its "rider", as was the<br />
case with my flight over Novosibirsk's Zatulinka suburb.<br />
THE COLUMN IS THE CENTER OF THE ANU – A NULL ZONE. THE ANU ITSELF<br />
“TRAVELS” BY MIRRORING WITHIN THE AETHERS.<br />
The protection from gravity is regulated albeit not entirely. When I move my head forward,<br />
I can already feel the turbulence of the wind that clearly smells either of sweet clover, of<br />
buckwheat, or of the colored, wild weeds of Siberian meadows.<br />
I leave Isilkul with its huge grain elevator to my right and begin to gradually descend over<br />
the highway, making sure that I am invisible to the drivers, passengers and the people<br />
working in the fields. My platform and I cast no shadow (although the shadow occasionally<br />
appears). I see three kids by the treeline of a forest and I descent dropping my speed and fly<br />
right by them. They don't react to me, which means that everything is fine. Neither I, nor my<br />
shadow are visible and they don't hear me either. The propulsion principle of my device<br />
makes my platform completely quiet, because there is practically no air friction. My journey<br />
has been a long one, at least forty minutes from Novosibirsk. My hands are tired because I<br />
can't take them off from the controls and so are my legs and body. I have to stand up straight,<br />
tied to the vertical pole with a belt. Even though I could travel faster, I am still afraid to do so<br />
considering how small and fragile is my hand-made machine.<br />
I rise up again and forward and I soon see the familiar landmark, a road intersection with a<br />
passenger terminal on the right side of the highway. Another five kilometers and I finally see<br />
the orange posts of the preserve fence. The preserve, come to think of it, is twenty years old<br />
now. How many times have I saved this child of mine from trouble and bureaucrats, from<br />
chemical laden aircraft, from fires and many other evils. And the "Land of Insects" is still<br />
alive and well!<br />
I can already see the thicket of carrot weed and make out the light heads of their flowers<br />
resembling azure balls, while descending and braking. This I achieve by cross-shifting the<br />
filter blinds under the platform's board. The carrot weed is covered with insects of course and<br />
an incredible joy overcomes my fatigue, for it was I, who has saved this patch on Earth, as<br />
small as it is, less than seven hectares [18 acres]. No one has driven here, no one has cut the<br />
grass or tended cattle for twenty years here and the soil has risen in places to fourteen<br />
centimeters high. Not only did several locally extinct species of insects return here but, also<br />
such weeds as feather grass of rare variety returned along with the purple Scorzonera, whose<br />
large flowers smell of chocolate in the morning. I can smell the thick odor of cuckoo flower<br />
and only this Middle Glade smells like that. It is right behind the fence of the preserve and<br />
fills me once again with the joyful anticipation of another encounter with the "World of<br />
Insects". Here they are. I can see them very well even from ten meters above the ground, the<br />
wide umbrellas and azure balls of Angelica and carrot plants. Dark orange butterflies sitting
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on them in groups and heavy hornets bow the white and yellow inflorescences of Lady's<br />
Bedstraws and ginger. Blue damselflies with trembling wide wings interwoven by a fine<br />
network of veins hover next to my head. I slow down even more and all of a sudden I see my<br />
shadow flash below me. Hitherto invisible, it has finally appeared and now it slowly glides<br />
along weeds and bushes. But I am already safe. there is not a soul around and the highway<br />
some three hundred meters north of the preserve is now empty. I can land. The stems of the<br />
tallest weeds rustle against the bottom of my "podium", my platform with the panel blocks.<br />
But, before setting it down on top of a little bump, I again spread the blinds with my<br />
control handle in a fit of joy and rise vertically up, high into the sky. The landscape below<br />
quickly shrinks and the horizon begins to curve on all sides in a huge dip opening up the sight<br />
of railroad that runs two kilometers on the left with the village on the right of it twinkling<br />
with its light slate roofs. Further on the right lies Roslavka, the central estate of the Lesnoy<br />
State Farm, which already looks like a small city. Cow farms of the Lesnoy's Komsomolsk<br />
branch surrounded by a yellow ring of straw and dry, foot-worn manure are to the left of the<br />
railroad. I can recognize a few small houses and the neat white cube of the Yunino railroad<br />
terminal some 6km away in the west, where the smooth curve of the railroad disappears (this<br />
is somewhat confusing, because the railway is actually straight as an arrow). Beyond Yunino<br />
spread the limitless expanses of Kazakhstan, drowning in the hot, bluish haze of this hot<br />
summer day. Finally, right below me, lies my Isilkulia. The land of my youth looks very<br />
different from how it appears on maps and plans with their inscriptions and signs. It is vast,<br />
limitless, alive. It is interspersed with dark, intricate islands of woods, cloudy shadows and<br />
bright clear eyes of the lakes. The huge disk of the earth with all this beneath me appears<br />
more and more concave for some reason and I still haven't found out the reason for this<br />
already familiar illusion. I rise still higher and the rare, white cloud masses sink lower and<br />
lower and the sky above turns much darker blue. The fields protruding between the clouds are<br />
already covered with the thickening blue haze and they are more and more difficult to<br />
distinguish. Too bad I can't take my four-year-old grandson Andrei with me. The platform<br />
could easily lift us both but, one can't be too careful.
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Goodness, what am I doing? I have cast a shadow back on the Glade, didn't I? This means<br />
that I can be seen by thousands, as on that memorable night in March. It is daytime now and I<br />
may again appear as a disk, square, or even worse, as my own person. And over there, there<br />
is also a cargo plane approaching me, still silent but, quickly growing in size. I can already<br />
see the cold shimmer off its body and the flashing of its unnaturally red warning light. Down,<br />
quick! I brake abruptly and make a turn. The sun is at my back and my shadow should be<br />
across from me, impressed on top of the gigantic, convex wall of a white cloud. But there is<br />
no shadow. Only the rainbow glory of the iridescent bright ring familiar to all pilots has<br />
brushed the cloud ahead of me. I sigh with relief, because this means that nobody saw either<br />
me, or my "double" in the guise of a triangle, square, or a "common" saucer. A thought<br />
occurs to me (I must say that despite the desperate technical and physical inconvenience,<br />
imagination works much better and faster in a "falling" flight): "What if I am not the only one<br />
out of the five billion people to have made my discovery? What if flying devices based on the<br />
same principle, both home-made and professional, have long been constructed and tested?"<br />
But all screening platforms have the same quality. They become visible to other people<br />
sometimes. The pilots themselves are "transformed" and they are observed as "humanoids" in<br />
silver suits, either short and green, or flat as if made of cardboard (Voronezh, 1989) etc.<br />
Thus, it may very well be that these are not alien UFO crewmen, but only people who appear<br />
"temporarily deformed" to the outside observers. It may very well be that they are earthly<br />
pilots and builders of little platforms, such as mine, who have made their inventions reliable.<br />
My advice to those, who in their study of insects come across the same phenomenon and<br />
begin making and testing a "gravitoplane" (by the way, I am convinced that one can't make<br />
the discovery without insects) is this: "Fly only on fine summer days. Avoid working in<br />
thunderstorms or rain. Do not operate the platform too far or too high. Do not take anything<br />
with you from the landing area. Make all assembly units as strong as possible and avoid<br />
testing of the device in the vicinity of any power lines, towns (let alone cities), transport, or<br />
people." The best site for testing is a distant forest glade, as far away from human habitation<br />
as possible. Otherwise you may cause a phenomenon known as poltergeist in the radius of a<br />
few dozen meters with "unexplained" movements of household objects, switching on and off<br />
of household electric appliances and even causing fires. I myself have no explanation for all<br />
this, but it seems that these phenomena are the consequence of temporal disruptions, a<br />
complicated and treacherous activity. Not a single, even tiniest fragment or particle should be<br />
dropped either during the flight, or in the landing area. Let us remember the Dalnegorsk<br />
phenomenon of January 29, 1986, apparently a tragic one for the inventors, when the entire<br />
device was blown apart and scattered over a vast area. Only small shreds of filter cells were<br />
found, impossible to analyze chemically (as it should be!). Remember, I wrote that insects<br />
taken from "there" and moved "over here" disappeared from their test tubes with hole formed<br />
in the tubes, if they remained intact at all. It turns out that these holes resemble similar holes<br />
in windows plate glass. The latter sometimes appear in residential and office buildings,<br />
occasionally in "bursts" in the windows of several rooms and floors. A hole is 3-5 mm on the<br />
outside, widening in a cone to he inside, with exit diameter of 6-15 mm. Some holes are<br />
melted or colored brown on edges, just as it happened in the case of my insect in my test<br />
tube. It seems that this type of poltergeist isn't caused, as I used to believe, by short-lived<br />
microplasmoids of tiny ball lightning type, but by particles and specks carelessly dropped<br />
while testing a device similar to mine. The photographs of window holes on these pages are<br />
documentary and made by me at the scientific center of the Agricultural Academy near<br />
Novosibirsk. I can show them to anyone who wants to see them. These holes appeared during<br />
1975-1990, but none of them, except perhaps the very last one, are related to my flights.
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I am certain that part of UFO descriptions are actually those of platforms, panel blocks and<br />
other large parts of devices deliberately or accidentally taken out of the active field by their<br />
designers and makers. These fragments are capable of causing much trouble to others, or at<br />
best, to generate a series of improbable tales and stories in papers and magazines, often<br />
accompanied by "scientific" commentaries...<br />
Why am I not disclosing the particulars of my discovery at this time? Firstly, because one<br />
needs time and energy for proving the truth. I have neither. I know how daunting is this task<br />
from my own bitter experience of trying to get recognition for my previous discoveries,<br />
including such an obvious one as the Cavity Structures Effect of whose reality you, my<br />
readers, I am sure, are by now convinced. This was the result of my protracted, painstaking<br />
efforts to get the CSE scientifically recognized. "Any further correspondence with you on the<br />
subject of your patent application is counterproductive." I know personally some of the High<br />
Priests of Science and I am certain that were I ever to get an audience with one such person<br />
(which is now practically impossible), were I ever to open my painter's case, attach its pole to<br />
it and turn the handles and soar to the ceiling, he wouldn't be a bit impressed, or worse still,<br />
he would order the trickster out of the office. I look forward to times when young people will<br />
replace these "priests".<br />
The second reason for my "non-disclosure" is more objective. I have found these<br />
antigravitational structures only in one species of Siberian insects. I dare not even naming the<br />
class to which this insect belongs, because it seems to be on the verge of extinction and the<br />
population surge, which I had registered back then, was possibly local and final. Now, what<br />
would be the guarantee that dishonest people, half competent in biology, would not rush out<br />
to ravines, meadows and forests to catch perhaps the very last samples of this miracle of<br />
nature, if I were to name the genus and the species? What are the guarantees that they would<br />
not plough up hundreds of glades and cut down dozens of forests to get to this potentially<br />
lucrative prey? Therefore, let all I have related in this chapter and in the addendum remain<br />
science fiction. May nature herself never reveal this secret to them. It would take a lot of<br />
effort and they would never be able to get it by force as there are still several million insect<br />
species living on the planet. Spend at least an hour on the morphological study of each of<br />
them, then calculate the odds of encountering the unusual and I will sincerely wish you<br />
diligence and a very long life, for even if you took no days off, working eight hours a day,<br />
you would need a thousand years of life. I hope I will be understood and forgiven by those of<br />
my readers who wanted immediate information about my discovery not for selfish ends, but<br />
simply out of curiosity. Indeed, what would you do in my place if you were to act in the best<br />
interests of The Living Nature? Besides, I can see that similar inventions have been made by<br />
other people who are also in no rush to take their discoveries to bureaucrats' offices, who<br />
prefer to fly across night skies in the guise of strange disks, triangles, or squares which<br />
surprise eyewitnesses with their iridescent flickering...<br />
... I orient myself falling down, or rather sinking and look around to see, if there is anyone<br />
around. I brake abruptly about forty meters from the ground and land safely where I always<br />
do, on a tiny glade in the Big Forest of the preserve. You won't find it on a map and if you get<br />
there, you won't be able to find it either. Don't judge me for the fact that the branches of<br />
several aspens there are cut or sliced "by lightning". The strictly vertical take-off and landing<br />
are very difficult and the initial trajectory is for the most part slanted, particularly at take-off,<br />
when the platform is for some reason carried off away from the sun and sometimes the other<br />
way around...
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I loosen the screws on the control pole, then shorten it like a telescoping antenna of a<br />
portable radio and remove it from the platform. I fold the platform in half. Now it looks like a<br />
painter's case, if only a bit thicker. I put the case, some food and a few tools for repairing of<br />
the fence into my backpack and make my way for the Middle Glade among the aspens and<br />
the short dog-rose bushes. I see a good omen even before leaving the forest, a family of firered<br />
toadstools that have lined up on the forest bedding in a wide curve, or, as it used to be<br />
called in our folklore, a "witch's ring". Why "witch's"? And in general: "Why does one have<br />
to break, knock off and trample this beautiful mushroom of Siberian forests?" [Vandalism] I<br />
often asked mushroom-pickers why they do it. The answer was, "because it's inedible!" But<br />
turf, clay, twigs, tree stumps and stones are inedible too. If there were rocks lying in the<br />
forest instead of mushrooms, no one would be knocking them off. It seems that inedible<br />
mushrooms are knocked off because they are alive. Ignorant people trample and kick them<br />
only to kill them! What is this then? Do people really have it in their blood to kill a<br />
mushroom or to crush a bug and to shoot a bird, a hare, or a bison? And is this not where<br />
boorishness, sadism, pogroms and wars originate? One really does not want to believe it. I<br />
put myself in the shoes of an alien. I come to Earth to visit humans and see them knock off<br />
mushrooms, crush insects and shoot birds and each other. What would I do? I would<br />
immediately turn my spacecraft around and go back. I wouldn't return for at least 500 earth<br />
years. What would you do, my reader, if you were an alien? It's a good thing that at least this<br />
little family of toadstools is hidden from evil eyes and cruel feet. It gives me joy to see its<br />
special life every summer, to see its cinnabar-red, moist caps with large, whitish scales<br />
underneath. But here is the glade. I walk on it as usual, with my heart sinking with a constant<br />
longing for this dear, faraway nature of Isilkul, with fear that some "master" might decide to<br />
plough it up and with joy that it is still unploughed, uncut, and untrampled. It really means<br />
nothing that I have a folded, incapacitated platform with gravitational, micro-cellular filter<br />
blocks in my backpack, along with the folded pole and the field regulators and the belt, with<br />
which I fasten myself to the pole. What difference does it make that I moved about fifty years<br />
ahead of the contemporary science with my discovery? People are eventually and certainly<br />
going to master this and many other mysteries of matter, space, gravitation and time. But no<br />
super civilization on any planet of any super galaxy is going to re-create this very glade with<br />
its complex, fragile, trembling life, with its lady's bedstraws, meadow sweets and feather<br />
grass. Where else, in what corner of the universe, are you going to find a match for this lilacblue<br />
bell flower with two flower flies performing their love dance in its semi-transparent<br />
entrails? On what other planet would a nearly tame blue butterfly land on your outstretched<br />
hand to have a taste of something salty, a sausage, or cheese, or a pickle? Or else, just to walk<br />
up and down your palm, opening and closing its gray wings on whose backside there is a fine<br />
ornament of round eyes?<br />
... It hasn't been too long since we, humans, started flying the first air balloons and later<br />
airplanes and still later the powerful rockets that we send to other heavenly bodies. What's<br />
next? Next we are going to fly to other stars at a speed close to that of light. But, even the<br />
closest galaxy would still be out of reach. Yet the humankind, if it ever earns the name of<br />
intelligent, will solve many riddles of the universe and will then overcome this hurdle too.<br />
Then any worlds in the universe will become accessible, close even if they are trillions of<br />
light years away. It'll happen, for it is all a matter of reason, science and technology. Only<br />
this glade may disappear if I, and there is no one else to rely on, am not going to preserve it<br />
for my close and distant descendants.<br />
So, what is more valuable to humanity at this time? Is it the insect preserve, or is it the<br />
home-made device capable of developing the vertical pull of at least 100 kg and the
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horizontal speed of 30-40 km/min? I am asking you, my reader. But think hard before you<br />
give a serious, responsible answer.<br />
Look at these pictures. This is my rather simple device in assembly. A flexible cable inside<br />
the steering column transmits the movement from the left handle to the gravitational louvers.<br />
I lift off or land by joining or parting these "wing cases".
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Once I lost the left handle in a free-falling descent and would have been in a better world if<br />
the platform hadn't dug out a rather deep well in the tillage, first a vertical one, then<br />
horizontal, facing away from the sun. Thus I not only survived, but I also felt almost no<br />
impact, just darkness. I extracted myself and my fairly badly damaged device from this well,<br />
although not without effort, because the "well" had no slag heaps! I had to use all my<br />
ingenuity to disguise it. If it were seen from the road, it would have caused much speculation<br />
and may even have led some over-zealous investigators to the culprit. Similar wells, also with<br />
the side-tunnel and without slag heaps, were suddenly formed on October 24, 1989 in the<br />
fields of Khvorostyansk District of Samara Region. Komsomolskaya Pravda [magazine]<br />
described it in detail on December 6. of the same year and it seems that I am not alone. I am<br />
quite likely "inventing a bicycle". Well, actually the top part of my device looks very much<br />
like one. The right handle is used for horizontal motion, also achieved via a cable, regulating<br />
the incline of both groups of the "wing case" blinds. I never fly faster than 25 km/min and I<br />
prefer to go ten times slower. I don't know whether I have persuaded you, my reader, that<br />
similar devices will soon be available to practically everyone, while the living nature, without<br />
which humans cannot survive, won't be available to anyone if we don't save it and preserve it.<br />
But I don't want to seem to be entirely greedy and I will give researchers another patent of<br />
nature. It is also related to movement and gravitation. Physicists say that a reactionless motor<br />
is impossible. In other words, a device completely isolated from the environment won't fly or<br />
drive. A car won't move without wheels in contact with the road, a plane won't fly with a
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covered propeller and neither will a rocket fly with plugged nozzles. Baron Münchhausen,<br />
who has managed to pull himself up by the hair from a mire was the only exception.<br />
This happened near Novosibirsk in 1981, when we were studying the entomo-fauna of<br />
alfalfa, its pollinators and pests. I was "mowing" alfalfa with an insect net wading through the<br />
field and collecting the contents of the net, the insects, leaves and flowers, into a glass jar.<br />
Such is the cruel method of studying the insect make-up of the fields, because none better has<br />
been invented as yet. Alas, such was the work, with which I earned my living at the Institute<br />
of Agricultural Chemistry. I was about to throw a piece of ethered cotton wool into the jar<br />
and then cap it, when a light little cocoon jumped up at me.<br />
It was oval-shaped, rather dense and non-transparent. One of the little "prisoners" in the jar<br />
must have pushed it. Cocoons can't jump on their own! But the cocoon proved me wrong. It<br />
jumped up one more time, hit the glass wall and fell down. I took it out and put it into a<br />
separate test tube. I looked at it through a binocular microscope at home and I have found<br />
nothing special about it. It was a cocoon like any other, about 3 mm long and 1.5 mm wide.<br />
Its walls felt strong to the touch as they should. But the cocoon energetically jumped when lit<br />
or warmed by the sun but, it was quiet in the dark. It could jump 30mm lengthwise and, what<br />
I found even more remarkable, up to 50mm high. As far as I could tell, it flew smoothly,<br />
almost without tumbling. No doubt, the larva of the insect was responsible for the movement.<br />
But it was impossible to see how it did it.<br />
...Jumping ahead, I can tell you that the cocoon finally produced a male insect of the<br />
ichneumon family, the Batiplectes anurus species. It is beneficial for agriculture because its<br />
larvae parasitize the alfalfa weevil.<br />
The flying cocoon will jump until it has finally landed in a cool place, for example a crack<br />
in the ground. It must have found itself in my net during its strange flying journey, at the<br />
moment of its jump. It all resembled poltergeist unexplained "jumps" of household objects,<br />
many times described in papers. I have placed the cocoon on glass to look at it from below.<br />
Could it be that the larva draws in its bottom and then abruptly releases it? Nothing of the<br />
kind. There were no dents at any point and the cocoon jumped no matter which way I rolled<br />
it. It was also remarkable that it jumped sideways from the horizontal, smooth and slippery<br />
glass pane. I have measured its trajectories. They were up to 35 mm long and up to 50 mm<br />
high. This means that the cocoon lifted itself up to a height 30 times its own width! Shall I<br />
leave this capsule without support? But how? With a piece of loose cotton wool! I have<br />
fluffed up a piece of cotton wool and I have placed the cocoon on this cotton cloud. I have<br />
brought it out into the sun and impatiently waited. If the cocoon's inhabitant jumps by hitting<br />
the lower wall, making the cocoon to bounce off its support, it should not work this time. The<br />
impact should be absorbed by the thin fibers of the cotton. Theoretically, the cocoon<br />
shouldn't even move. But no, it takes off from its motionless pad, up and aside, as it did<br />
before. I measure its broad jump at 42 mm, about as good as before. The insect must have<br />
been hitting not the bottom, but the top part of the cocoon at any rate. It must have been<br />
doing something that caused the capsule to move. Frankly speaking, it is as I write these<br />
notes that I feel agitation. I found nothing supernatural in the jumps of my tiny prisoner back<br />
in 1981. This was because I knew that, according to physics, there can be no reactionless<br />
motors. Otherwise I would have bred a couple of hundred of those insects. Thankfully, they<br />
are quite common and I would have studied the phenomenon thoroughly. Now, let us<br />
fantasize a little: "What if the batiplectes wanted to leave the Earth? An adult, winged insect<br />
would have no luck because our atmosphere is quite rarefied up the top and wings are no
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match for it. A larva in a cocoon is an entirely different matter. It could in theory, after lifting<br />
its capsule 5 cm in a jump, take it up even further while still in the air and then again and<br />
again. If the cocoon were airtight, I mean if the pilot had sufficient air reserve for breathing,<br />
the device would be able to leave the atmosphere and would have no obstacles to a limitless<br />
build-up of speed. Such is the alluring, incredible value of reactionless motors, declared, alas,<br />
a product of empty fantasy. But even if you are no physicist, you still have a hard time<br />
imagining what a tiny larva does in there if its vessel soars 5 cm high. It simply can't be ...and<br />
yet it jumps!<br />
Physicists say that this is "beyond science" as it "contradicts the laws of nature." The only<br />
problem is that the Batiplectes anurus doesn't know it. The physicists' ban must also have<br />
been unknown to the leading, experienced biologists who honestly wrote the following on<br />
page 26 of the academic Register of Insects of European USSR (vol. III, pt. 3): "The cocoon<br />
jumps up as a result of abrupt movements of the larva inside the cocoon." Shortly, it is a<br />
working and tested example of a safe, reactionless drive. I am giving it to you, to my reader.<br />
Invent, design and build but, hurry! Massive chemical warfare has been waged against the<br />
alfalfa pest, the snout beetle (phitonomus). Humanity may actually win it. Yet, the price may<br />
be too great. Our planet's fauna may also lose the ichneumon Batiplectes anurus as it<br />
parasitizes only this kind of weevil and cannot survive without it. It will disappear with the<br />
destruction of the Phitonomus varnabilis beetle. Meanwhile, any proposals on using<br />
biological weapons against the pest, such as our very ichneumon and other insect predators<br />
are completely rejected by the bosses of Russian agriculture and agricultural science. I have<br />
been fighting them on this for decades, but like Don Quixote, so far with little success.<br />
However, one could understand those in charge too. How can one stop the expensive<br />
chemical factories? And why do agrarian scientists care about some reactionless drive that<br />
doesn't allow alfalfa to be treated with a poison? Hurry up, biologists, engineers, physicists!<br />
For if Chemistry wins, this mystery along with a host of other mysteries related to it will<br />
leave people for ever. Without insects, people won't invent it themselves. Please trust me, an<br />
entomologist with 60 years of experience. There is a drawing at the end of my first book, "A<br />
Million Riddles", published in Novosibirsk in 1968, which I have reproduced here again. A<br />
drawing of a man flying over Novosibirsk's Academic City. He is flying a device based on a<br />
huge pair of insect wings. I dreamed of inventing such a machine at the time. Strangely, the<br />
dream came true precisely because of my friendship with insects yet, not by blindly copying<br />
the most noticeable parts, the wings that only make me smile now but, through careful study<br />
of living nature. Nothing would have been possible without my six-legged friends. No one<br />
would be able to do without them either. Thus safeguard their world, the ancient, wonderful<br />
world of insect, for it is an infinite, unique treasure of nature's mysteries! I beg you all, take<br />
care of it!<br />
FROM THE NOTEBOOK OF A NATURALIST:<br />
Artificial honeycomb --- Take a dozen and a half papier-mâché supermarket egg cases (30-<br />
egg variety), tie them up or glue them together (one on top of another) in such a way as to<br />
join the "teeth" to one another rather than to the hollows.
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You will have large cells similar to the multi-cellular combs of a certain "paper" wasp but,<br />
much bigger. Affix the whole set of cells (they can be enclosed in a case) over the head of a<br />
person sitting in a chair with the bottom "comb" about 10-20 cm above the head. Let the<br />
person sit there for 10-15 min. The "unnatural", unusual transformation of the spatial shape<br />
formed by the set can be picked up even by the palm of your hand. Experiment with<br />
sprouting seeds, or breeding microorganisms and insects under the "macrocomb" and<br />
compare the results with those of identical experiments conducted at least 2 m away from the<br />
comb. Repeat each pair of experiments several times.<br />
Iron comb --- Test the impact of common kitchen shredders piled up one on top of another<br />
with their wire-edges down in a similar way, with the small hole shredders at the bottom and<br />
the large hole ones at the top.
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Paper Combs --- Cut apart 6 sheets of office paper lengthwise and fold each of them like a<br />
bellows so, that you get 10 edges and 20 planes on each. Squeeze the bellows so that the<br />
sheets are square now, rather then rectangular and glue them on top of one another, turning<br />
each consecutive sheet horizontally 30 degrees clockwise against the bottom one. Then glue<br />
together (preferably out of dark paper) a conical, multi-layered "flower" with a few dozen<br />
petals and fluff up the petals. Test the emanators by holding your palm above the "flower"<br />
and underneath the suspended bellows. Place the bellows and then the flower above the head<br />
of a sitting person and record his/her sensations.<br />
Plastic Foam --- We are used to the fact that this excellent thermal insulator "reflects" the<br />
warmth of the hand even at a distance. But, even if you cover it with dark paper, cardboard,<br />
or a tin plate, it will still do the same. This happens due to the work of multiple vesicular<br />
cavities of the material producing the CSE. Foam rubber. It is widely known that a person<br />
used to sleeping on let's say a cotton wool mattress doesn't sleep well at first on a rubber<br />
foam one, or else is unable to sleep at all. This is a typical manifestation of the CSE. The<br />
organism eventually adapts itself to this new bed.<br />
Mushroom CSE --- A hunter once told me that he warms his hands up in winter on bracketfungi.<br />
Let us recall that the underside of this tree fungi is full of fine spore tubes. What the<br />
hunter felt was not warmth but, a typical CSE.<br />
Moving combs --- Make a wooden top and drill several holes about a pencil size through it.
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Their CSE field perception significantly increases when the top is spinning. This is easily<br />
perceived by the palm of the hand and it is due to the fact that the cavities must be<br />
numerically multiplying in space.<br />
Flower CSE --- An "unnatural" position of such a seemingly common and pleasant object<br />
as a living flower can also change its properties. Place a bunch of several dozen bell-shaped<br />
flowers (like tulips, primroses, lilies or bell-flowers) upside down above the head of a sitting<br />
person. Enclose the flowers in a plastic bag in order to prevent the impact of their smell.<br />
Write to me about your results.<br />
Wind-fallen trees: One of my test subjects, a geographer, told me about experiencing the<br />
effect of one of my "grids". He said that he once had a similar sensation many years ago,<br />
when he was passing a wind-fallen section of a forest. His head, ears, mouth and the entire<br />
body felt something particularly unpleasant and it had felt the same as what he felt under my<br />
grid. This means that the abruptly disrupted shape of the normal multi-cavity space of the<br />
forest emanated CSE waves for some time, which were unpleasant to humans.<br />
Before the rain: Run cold water through the shower and slowly move your hand toward the<br />
stream of the droplets from the side. Most people feel "warmth" from the shower. In reality,<br />
this is the CSE reinforced by the motion of ever new elements of the "multi-layered" grid of<br />
water drops and gaps between them. After practicing in the bathroom, try to pick up an even<br />
stronger CSE from fountains and waterfalls. A shroud of a distant rainfall creates a powerful<br />
CSE field, which has its impact on a large area, even when the atmospheric pressure is high<br />
at your location. Have you ever felt sleepy before the rain? Even in enclosed premises? The<br />
CSE cannot be screened off.
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Book CSE --- Take a thick, preferably well-read book and stand it upright on the edge of a<br />
desk with its back facing the direction of the sun (north at night). Open the book and fluff up<br />
its pages as evenly as possible. You should be able to pick up some of the sensations<br />
mentioned in this chapter with your palm, tongue, or back of your head in a few minutes (the<br />
CSE does not appear immediately and it doesn't disappear immediately either). This "stream"<br />
can be picked up at a 2-3 meters' distance after some practice. It is also easy to verify that the<br />
"book CSE" is also non-screenable. You can ask someone to stand between your hand and<br />
the book.<br />
Large Cones with an artificial comb filling and three magnets at the back --- Two similar<br />
cones were positioned against each other with respect to the sun, one in Isilkul and the other<br />
one near Novosibirsk. They were thrown apart and demolished on the morning of April 23,<br />
1991. The one in Novosibirsk was unfolded and pressed into the wall of an underground<br />
hiding place and its magnets disappeared. Some residents of an Omsk apartment experienced<br />
a series of strangest "poltergeists" (see Vechernii Omsk from April 26. and Omsk and<br />
Moscow TV broadcasts) at the same moment. The same paper called the device in the picture<br />
"Grebenikov's hyperboloid on August 5, 1991. exactly because of this "coincidence". One of<br />
the "beams" of the upright electronic waves between the two conical structures may have<br />
actually been formed precisely there, on the river Irtysh embankment in Omsk.<br />
Medium Cones --- Insert a dozen plastic household funnels tightly into each other and fix<br />
the structure on any support with the nozzles turned toward the sun. Cover the bell end of the<br />
top funnel with a net or light blue cloth (so that the tested subjects do not anticipate heat).<br />
Small Cone --- Roll up tightly two unusable rolls of film. Tie them up with a string and<br />
press a bell-shaped cavity in the middle of the top roll. CSE emanations can be easily picked<br />
up by the palm of your hand, particularly in the counter-solar position. You will get<br />
interesting sensations if you press this "micro-cone" to your forehead.
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Perpetual Motion Machine --- I had suspended this straw indicator designed for registering<br />
CSE emanations, on a cobweb thread. Then I surrounded my above described device with<br />
seven funnel-shaped rolls of film. As one straw is slowly leaving the zone of impact of one<br />
roll, it will enter the power field of another roll, then the third, and so on and the detector will<br />
keep spinning. This experiment works the best in a sound-proofed chamber, away from wires,<br />
pipes, sources of heat, cold and even bright light. There is no miracle in it: matter is eternal in<br />
its endless movement.<br />
The Solar Ether and the Beam Radiator --- This intricate name was devised by the Leipzig<br />
professor Otto Kornschelt who discovered the CSE over 100 years ago and produced devices<br />
for its practical application in medicine, agriculture and technology. Rhythmic cavities were<br />
formed in them by copper chains. The devices were positioned with their backsides facing the<br />
sun. It is indeed true that new inventions are simply well forgotten old ones. The sensations<br />
described by Kornschelt are identical to the ones, which I have experienced in my own,<br />
independent work. I have learned about Korschelt's experiments only very recently, from M.
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Platten's "New Medical Technique", vol. III, St. Petersburg, 1886, where the following<br />
drawing of the device is reproduced.<br />
Sieve CSE --- In the old days, headaches and concussion symptoms were treated with an<br />
ordinary flour sieve held above the head of the patient, net up, in several areas of the globe.<br />
The patient squeezed the sieve rim between the teeth, with the net in front of the face in an<br />
alternate method. The sieve material is unimportant. The device works better if the patient<br />
faces the sun (north at midnight). This type of CSE is also perceivable by healthy people.<br />
Planetary CSE --- The planets of our Solar system are situated at certain distances from the<br />
sun. The Titus-Bode formula for the distance is this: 4 is added to the numbers 3, 6, 12, 36,<br />
etc (a geometrical progression) and the resulting number is divided by 10. The cause for this<br />
regularity is unknown. The empty spot in this progression (between Mars and Jupiter) is<br />
occupied by asteroids. The Kemerovo physicist V. Iu. Kaznev thinks that the regularity is<br />
determined by the CSE generated by the sun. He has proposed that the matter of planets was<br />
grouped in the areas of the sun's field force concentration.<br />
Everyday CSE --- Perceivable waves of matter are emanated by piles of pipes, some caves,<br />
underground tunnels and tree crowns. The shape of premises is also significant (round,<br />
angular, cupolaed). The wall and furniture material also emanates CSE of certain parameters.<br />
Micro CSE --- The CSE effect may be manifested not just on galactic or household scales,<br />
but also in micro-world in substances whose molecules have cavities of certain shapes, for<br />
example in naphthalene. I had filled a one-liter jar with it, sealed it and suspended it from the<br />
ceiling. People felt a whole system of power field "clots" beneath the jar with their palms and<br />
even more so if the container was suspended above the head. Activated charcoal is also a<br />
multi-cavity structure. Hold 2-3 tablets of activated charcoal in your fingers as demonstrated<br />
in the picture and move your hands slightly up and down, or alternately part and join them for<br />
a few minutes. Write to me about the results.<br />
Tefilin --- I have isolated 4 CSE emitters beneficial to humans so far. Thery are bee<br />
honeycombs, a grid of joined hands (more about it in the next chapter), a sieve, an amulet<br />
otherwise known as tefelin. What is tefelin? It is an old Jewish device. It is a tightly sown<br />
leather cube attached to a leather platform with two bands. There are four tightly rolled and
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bleached, soft kidskin strips of parchment with Talmudic inscriptions carved into the cube. A<br />
worshipper attached the device to his forehead, with the axes of parchment rolls<br />
perpendicular to the forehead and their outer ends facing East. It turns out that the<br />
inscriptions are irrelevant. What matters is the material and its shape and dimensions. When<br />
the device is made from different materials it causes only unpleasant sensations, while a<br />
leather tefelin produces a beneficial physiological effect. The microstructure of the material<br />
must have a part in the CSE quality as well, besides the shape and other such factors.<br />
nepriyatnye oschuscheniya; kozhanyj zhe tefilin<br />
Scepter of Thoth --- The ancient Egyptian deity Thoth was a god of science, sorcery and an<br />
"accountant" of the soul's earthly deeds. This is the design of his staff. A 2- or 3mm thick<br />
copper wire is twisted at the end into the shape of a flat spiral, with 3-4 coils 10 cm in<br />
diameter. It has also 2 coils of transverse, 3-dimensional spiral, each 5 cm in diameter, closer<br />
to the handle. The wire is inserted into the 16 cm long, square-sectioned handle made from<br />
dense wood. The handle is 4 cm thick at base and 1.5 cm thick at its wire end. The entire staff<br />
with the wire coil is 41 cm long. The narrow end of the handle has 13 deep bellow shaped<br />
notches. The staff works even without the wire (albeit not as intensely). The wire is thin and<br />
could be of any material. But, it works the best when it is thickly insulated in two layers. This<br />
increases its effect. If you hold the staff as demonstrated in the picture, the total radiation<br />
emanating from the center of the large spiral, perpendicular to its surface, are very wellperceivable<br />
by the human palm on both sides of the spiral. I have never found out the purpose<br />
behind this ancient Egyptian tool and what use they may have had for this "double-beam"<br />
emanator.
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Cheops Pyramid --- Make a pyramid of 3-4 layers of thick, porous wrapping paper: 20x20<br />
cm square base, ascending edges 19cm each. Glue it only at the edges, the tighter the better<br />
but, in a thin line. Cut out Make a 5-6 cm hole in the middle of one of the side faces. Hold a<br />
10 cm long piece of drawing coal or a pencil in your fingers and insert this indicator into the<br />
hole, slanting its far end toward the bottom of the pyramid. "Stir" the space inside the<br />
pyramid with the indicator, take it out and repeat the procedure about 30 times. You will soon<br />
pick up an active zone, a "clot", where the Egyptians had their tombs. Another active zone (a<br />
flame) above the top of the pyramid is also well-perceived by the indicator if you drag its end<br />
over the top. The "clot" and the "flame" are well-felt by the finger inserted into he pyramid,<br />
or your palm moved above it after some practice. The pyramid effect, which generated many<br />
scary and mysterious stories over the centuries, is one of the CSE manifestations.
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A Skeleton Pyramid --- Similar interesting qualities are displayed by pyramids of identical<br />
dimensions but only skeletal, without faces. Such a skeleton can be glued together from 8<br />
smooth, firm straws. Here we get the effect of the total CSE of the straws with their complex<br />
capillary structure and the effect of the entire cavity. Such pyramids can also be made in<br />
other sizes with proportional increase in the length of the edges. Hold such a pyramid above<br />
your friend's head, first bottom down for about 5 min, then bottom up. Conduct additional<br />
experiments with insects (bumblebees, developing caterpillars, etc.), house plants and<br />
perishable foods, by placing the latter within the pyramid, above and underneath it (always<br />
checking your experiments by identical ones but without the CSE effect). You will see that<br />
ancient Egyptians had their reason to build pyramids.
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Telekinesis --- Is the name for a contactless movement of light objects performed by the<br />
so-called gifted, i. e. moving a match box on a table without touching it, or holding a tennis<br />
ball in the mid air. I submit that everyone has this capability. Suspend the described skeletal<br />
straw pyramid by its top from the ceiling by a thin, artificial thread, or even better yet by a<br />
long shred of elastic torn from a stocking. Choose a spot with the least convection (air<br />
circulation). Allow a few hours for the pyramid to stop rotating. Cup your hands into a tube<br />
(see picture) and point your hands from a 2-meter distance at the suspended pyramid (do not<br />
lose your "target"). The pyramid will eventually start rotating clockwise in a few minutes<br />
under the pressure of this beam of CSE energy. You can then stop its rotation by moving the<br />
"tube" of your hands to the right side of the skeleton and it will start rotating counterclockwise.<br />
Conduct these experiments of various duration, after various time intervals and at<br />
various distances. You will see that telekinesis is no miracle, but only one of the<br />
manifestations of the will of matter, which is not available to only a chosen few but, to<br />
everyone. Your palm is also a multi-cavity structure, which clearly repels the pyramid<br />
indicator device described in this chapter.<br />
You can practice using this skeletal pyramid and develop and significantly increase your<br />
"telekinetic" abilities with it.
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Grain CSE --- Fasten a bunch of 30-40 ripe wheat ears with short stems inside a low cone<br />
of dark paper (see the picture). Hand-perceivable emanations from the ears repel the straw<br />
indicator of this device through any screens even harder than some honeycombs. This effect<br />
is produced by multiple wedge-shaped sinuses between ear scales, which are directed at an<br />
acute angle toward the bottom of the ear.<br />
Haymaking with miracles --- I had been shown the following trick in my youth. A<br />
fragment of a cut stem, the length of a short pencil, was placed on the blade of a scythe next<br />
to its blunt edge. Another such stem fragment of the same length was placed on the blade in<br />
the same manner but at some distance and then it was pushed by hand toward the first one.<br />
When at about 8cm, the first stem begun to move away from the second stem along the edge.<br />
This experiment wasn't always successful, but it usually occurred immediately after cutting of<br />
large amount of grass from the same place. I forgot some elements or conditions of the<br />
experiment but, I think that the following factors were at work here. An abrupt change of the<br />
total CSE field on the "deformed" meadow (let us remember the tree windfall case), the grid<br />
of the harvester's fingers, the multi-cavity properties of the stem itself and perhaps its position
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against the morning sun. Static electricity is excluded because everything at that hour is wet.<br />
[grass used to be mowed with the morning dew still on it].<br />
Identified Flying Objects --- I was surprised a long time ago in a remote Caucasus village<br />
that people would walk about and through dense forests in the mountains at night, with lit<br />
cigarettes in their mouths and waving hands. The light from the buts would light up for a<br />
second, then disappear behind their bodies or trees flickering in the distance. It had turned out<br />
that these were actually local fireflies, Luceola mingredica. The light of these flies twinkles<br />
in this manner. Meanwhile, UFO reports and letters from my readers speak of dark flying<br />
saucers, which turn out to be either flocks of birds, or compact swarms of insects. I myself<br />
have seen not only "columns" of insects in Siberia but, also "balls" of them, 3 to 4 meters in<br />
diameter. In some cases they were some mosquito-like fliers, in others the winged ants of the<br />
Mirmica genus. Such swarm could be taken by an ignorant person for a huge, round plasmoid<br />
from afar.<br />
A detailed description of the CSE effect may be found in my book "The Mysteries of the<br />
World of Insects" (Novosibirsk, 1990), in the journals Sibirskii Vestnik Selskokhoziastvennoi<br />
Nauki, no.3, 1984 and Pchlovodstvo, no. 12, 1984. The physical nature of CSE is described in<br />
"Non-Periodic Galloping Phenomena" in the Environment, vol. III (Tomsk, 1988). All in all,<br />
I have published over three dozens of articles on the CSE. As promised, I will describe the<br />
rest in my next book. I will call it as I called this chapter: "Flight."<br />
S.D.K. <br />
* The original text has been published in Russian by Ju. N. Cherednichenko of Russian<br />
Academy of Sciences. It has been translated by an undisclosed Russian emigrant on my and<br />
my friend's Marinus Berghuis (Ren) behalf for $600US. If there is anyone who would not<br />
mind to donate some cash against the sharing of the cost of this file, make the donation out<br />
and send it to J. Decker at Keelynet.<br />
* I have edited the original translation as well as I was able to in order to dull its heavy<br />
Slavic accent. I am asking the English natives for merci for its ethnic grammar, which still<br />
remains in it. Mr. Juri N. Cherrednichenko has been so kind as to allow me to publish this<br />
translation for who ever's use and information for free.<br />
* To view the original site with all the drawings and photos, please visit Mr.<br />
Cherednichenko's site with the original Russian text. I do not have enough space on this site<br />
to have it here all complete.<br />
* I would like to point out that the text contains internal inconsistencies, particularly in the<br />
part which describes the flying. This may be due to author's intent, but it may also be due to<br />
the deteriorating health of the author at the time of the writing of this book.<br />
4. November 2001<br />
Yuri N. Cherednichenko: che@online.sinor.ru