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The secret energy

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boris kislitsin
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Yesterday I took Tai - my 3 yrs. old son to park. I was busy doing something, and he gone quiet for a minute or so. When I looked up, he was standing with hand stretched to a nearby tree, with a palm open. It puzzled me. What was he doing?

- I am supporting the tree by sending my energy.

- Why do you need to support it?

- So it’s not going to fall down.

- Why would it fall down all of sudden? - I continued. I know, adults are boring… nevertheless, I was curious. The tree looked perfectly fine.

- Because trees don’t have secret energy which you and I have.

- And what can we do with this secret energy?

- Send it to stars or put in the water, - without hesitation answered he, as it was an obvious thing.

He talks about secret energy often. Today he explained, what all of us have a little bit of it, which we can use every day, because we can recharge it when we sleep.

Interesting indeed.

Boris Kislitsin

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USA economic collapse- prophetic dream appears to be prophetic?

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Maria Cohen
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It has nothing to do with memories or dreams belonging to me personally, but… I was looking at some posts related to dreams on this site, and came across one by Flying Squirell, called

Prophetic dream: 2010 USA economic collapse

I read it and got curious about the date when it was published- as there are no dates of posts on the site (having something to do with random postings- not many these days? Or immortality purpose?;) ), it took me some time, but I could track it in the archives… stating that it was published… in February 2008!- way before the crisis started!

Flying Squirell, can I borrow this book from you?

Maria Cohen

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Sorekara Jesus

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boris kislitsin
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You know what time capsule is. You’d write a message for yourself, put it in a bottle, dig a hole, put it there and forget about it for a while.

Sometimes you forget about it completely. I remember the day of my graduation from school. My mates and I wrote what we will be and what we will have in 10 years time, and decided to meet at the place 10 years later to dig it out. I never came back to my hometown. I do not know what happened to it, probably it’s still there. A friend of mine (where are you now, Katya?), when I told her this story said she also made such a capsule once. She was around 7 years old at that time. She put there her most prized possessions: some marbles, and favorite doll, other things. To make it a real treasure box, she filled that metal cookie box with mother’s jewelry. When her mother recognized that her beloved necklace is missing, my friend told about the treasure box. Her father and grandfather were dispatched with spades to dig it out. Unfortunately, she couldn’t remember where she put it exactly, and they spent a whole day digging around garden in vane. It was never found again.

Right, those things are just staff. I think there are time capsules of other kind, hidden from ourselves treasures exist. This is my explanation of deja vu. Continue reading ‘Sorekara Jesus’

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Santa Claus address

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boris kislitsin
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I think Santa Claus is real. No, I do not mean a story I have read somewhere about a Brazilian guy who changed his name to Santa Claus. We are talking about real thing.

Here is my proof, on which this belief still based. My son wanted to send a letter to Santa Claus yesterday, asking for presents a mountain of snow and talking dog. So I remembered myself, being a couple years older then he is now, writing my very own letter to Santa with a remote control fire engine request. I could write at that time more or less, being 6 or 7 years old. So I asked my parents, where does Santa live. They told me that he lives at the North Pole. I quickly wrote a letter, asked my father for some coins to buy an ice-cream (what a cheeky one!) and went to post-office straight away. I wanted to keep it secret from everyone, because I suspected they will think I am naive, one. I wanted to surprize everyone, when they will see how wrong they were upon the sight of Santa Claus descending from the clouds and handing me my toy fire engine as present before speeding off back in the sky, two. Both reasons good enough to keep it secret, and I loved secrets.

So I went to the post, put my letter in an envelope and wrote in the field “TO:” - Grandpa Santa Claus, The North Pole, spent my ice-cream money on a stamp with a military boat - the coolest one they had, and dropped it in the letterbox. Of course I put in there sender`s address too.

To my great surprize the letter bounced back in my mother`s hands couple of days later. It simply stated that the stamp price was not enough. Ouch! So Santa Claus is real, after all, as the postmen knew exactly where he lives and how much a letter to Santa could cost, but kept it secret!

In a couple of weeks time Christmas came and I got my fire engine from my parents. Well, not remote controlled one, but OK. Anyway, you see my point.

Later on, when I was already in my twenties, I have met a guy who actually been to the North Pole with an ice-breaker. So he started to talk about their scientific research about ice shifts and drifts. I asked him, if he have met Santa Claus there. All I had as reply was an uneasy look - maybe he thought I am an idiot, maybe he didn`t want to blew up his friend`s secret - who knows?

If you have met Santa Claus or know his exact address, please comment on this post with details. Christmas is coming, and we really need a talking dog.

Boris Kislitsin

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