Back Home, Into The Sky!

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  GIRL

 

  Saying goodbye to the forest and the river, we started the return journey. Reaching Murmansk we slowly sailed along the streets. Gradually, amount of cars and people was growing on the roads. Of course, today was Sunday, and people still luxuriated in their beds, sleeping off for a week ahead. The number of trolleybuses and buses was also less than usual. The polar city slowly was waking up. During the night the hoarfrost covered everything – trees, wires, cars and even the walls of houses. It was mesmerizing. The sky had cleared, and stars twinkled in its almost black blue.

  We overcame more than half way and were in the area of the store "Electron", moving above the roadway. And then suddenly Oleg stopped. Me too. It seemed that my companion intensively peered into something within him, or listened attentively to something.

  - What happened?

  It's like he did not hear my question. A moment later he woke up and looked at me. I did not like that look. A worried look.

  - What's going on?

  - Nastya, we have a problem. I do not want to scare you, but...

  - But...? Tell me please, do not delay! Something in my house? - I guessed.

  - Yes.

  - Something's wrong with my mom? - I inwardly shuddered.

  - Relax. Everything in order with her now.

  - Now? But something may happen?

  - In your apartment there is a fire... – Oleg opened the cause of the anxiety.

  - Oh, God! - Horror for a moment deprived me of self-control, and I rushed forward, eager to get home soon. I flew few tens of meters, when Oleg caught up with me and asked to stop.

  - Nastya, wait!

  - No, Oleg, do not ask, there my mom!!

  - My friends now are solving this problem. And you're too far away from the apartment.

  - But at least I will wake up in the body and will help my mother to get out of the house. - I panicked. - How strong is the fire?

  - Not very strong. Wiring fired up. It's the Dark took advantage of our journey and that we are slightly weakened attention, just for a bit. Well, but my friends are already there!

  - And what can they do?! Can they extinguish the fire? Or pulled out our sleeping bodies on the street?

  - This is one of the options. - Oleg gently chided me.

  - I'm scared.

  - Let's do so. Now you stay here. Find some quiet place and wait for me. You need a repose to not tear the thread of life. Good?

  - Maybe I'm better with you? I'm very excited!

  - No, not better. If you will fly with me, then you'll be like a stone, and I need speed. You'd better stay here and wait. As soon as I know the news, I'll return. I do not want to scare you, but in this world anything can happen. Remember that death - it's not the end of existence, but rather the beginning.

  - But I do not want to die!

  - This is an extreme variant. I hope that everything will be good.

  I'm wilted. Oleg looked at me and then disappeared. He flew away to my home with incredible speed. It is obvious that the particles of his body could move much faster than photons of light. Einstein, you are wrong.

  Our discussion – should I fly or not - lasted a second, because we talked, as before, mentally.

  I soared upward and then flew down on the roof of a house. Below me scurrying cars and people, and I just sat, watched and tried to tune in to the image of Oleg, in order to understand what is going on in my apartment.

  Despite all my efforts, I felt only a general information background. Apparently, as a clairvoyant I was still very weak and inexperienced. It seemed to me that the time has stopped, and the agonizing suspense hugged me with its heavy wings.

  In the world people have phones though, I complained to myself. And here - well, there is a full emptiness! Wow, what a journey I had... And if my body was burned out? And I'm already dead? I imagined myself in a coffin dead, cold and frozen. Oddly enough, but these thoughts brought me unexpected inner peace. If all the worst is behind us, why should I fear anything?!

  This sudden revelation freed me from the suffocating fear. I felt a long-awaited quiet!

  And the heavens, it turns out, are very close! I like a little girl freeing from the anxiety in my head, was sitting on the roof and chatted with my transparent legs. A little more, I thought, and I will start to jump on one leg. No one sees me, this is the first. And the second is - and why not? And this "why not" is more important.

  And then I felt close to me a mental impulse. I was not alone! I hurried about "no one sees".

  Oleg?

  I looked to the right by my energetic glance where from a flow of ethereal waves was moving. It was not... Oleg. It was... another soul. A ghostly figure, resembling by its appearance a young woman, was sitting on the roof not far from me.

  - Hi! - I sent an impulse to her.

  - Hi! – The stranger replied.

  She was clearly different from the rest of human souls I have ever met and which are just sleeping. Imagine a young beautiful girl. Maybe a painter sitting on the coast and gazing dreamily into the distance beyond the horizon. That's how she looked, my neighbor on the roof. A beautiful girl. Only she was transparent like water or ice. Colored electric waves of lights were running through her body.

  The girl turned her wistful eyes at me and asked:

  - You're new?

  - New? - I did not understand.

  - Did you just recently here? – The girl continued.

  - You mean I recently fell asleep?

  - No. I want to say - died.

  - Died?

  Wow, this is my first contact with a dead soul! So that's how it happens! I so much read about encounters with ghosts walking around after death and frightening the living. Reality surprised me - no fear. All was calm and even sublime, if we consider the refined appearance of my new friend. No moans, frightening screams and chilling horror. They are just like us, just without the dense body.

  - So you're dead?

  - Well, yes. Look, can you see my thread of life?

  Oh, I somehow forgot about this powerful thread.

  - Here, look - she pointed to her heart area - a shiny, pearl harness had to go out from here.

  I looked up and made sure - it was not.

  Then she pointed at my heart.

  - And yours does not... - and she broke off - …yours exists.

  Yes, my thread so far was in its place.

  - So, it turns out you're still alive?

  - Yes, as you can see.

  - Are you sleeping?

  - Yes, I am…

  - And I’m just going to ask you how you passed away. And you are still very alive.

  My stranger continued:

  - Do not think that I am very saddened by my death and I envy you. You know, I even like to be dead! And I am not just like it – it’s a true paradise! Such freedom! Do not you think? Do you feel the same? Freedom! - She got up and stood on the very edge of the roof and shouted down loudly and joyfully: - Freedom! This is true freedom!! People, can you hear me?! Do not be afraid to die! It's so good!

  She screamed. I heard this sound. But she has not a throat or mouth, her body only ethereal mirage. She was not even breathing – where from is the sound? She emitted energy impulses - that it was her joyful cry. People, naturally, did not hear it. Maybe especially thin artistic natures could feel something. So her calls for freedom go unnoticed by any of the pedestrians hurrying about their business in a frosty morning. However, perhaps this her thought somehow affects the overall aura of the city. And some poet, an artist or a musician today especially will want to fly!

  I, too, looked down with her:

  - They do not hear you. But some of them, it seems…feel.

  - I don’t care!

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bsp; - And you're a rebel! - I said.

  - Yes, I like this! I do not like when somebody force me! By the way, what's your name in the ordinary world?

  - Nastya.

  - A beautiful name. Anastasia. It has a lot of mysticism. And I'm Marina.

  - Marina. Sea. Your name is among my favorites.

  - Yes, but it was during the earthly life. And here it is not so. I pronounce my name, and it's like an echo of a past, no more. With me it was or was not with me. My name or not my... There are so many events, so much energy every moment that somehow quickly everything is erased. And I am not exactly Marina.

  - Everything is so weird! - I confirmed her thoughts - At the beginning of this week I had no idea that in the end of it I will learn to consciously leave my body. You know, one person helps me. In general, he is not a person. He said that he had come from outer space. Do you believe me?

  - And you've still ask me? Nastya, I'm a ghost! I now believe in all. And I love this life. I as if constantly blown by the wind - a strong, then weak, then warm, then cold. But it always carries freshness. All my life I dreamed of something like that! I wanted to go on a cruise, to stand on the deck and feel the wind. It did not happen... And now it has turned out after the death... Do you want to tell how and why you died?

  - It was interesting for me from the very beginning, but I was embarrassed to ask.

  - Understand, in this world where we are now, it is not necessary to be ashamed of. Be-open! We have nothing more to hide. All that stuff was left in the earthly past.

  - Yes, but I am not dead yet, have you forgotten?

  - There is no difference. You're a different and will not be former, I see it! You will never live blindly - to go to college or to work, eat, sleep, watch TV and poorly understand that you live. You woke up and no turning back. That's it!

  Marina has moved closer to me, and we fell silent. But it was not the silence that separates, but rather something that unites the souls into a single entity, dissolves all in all.

  And here we are, two ghostly girls, already merged by consciousnesses, were sitting side by side on the roof of the building, although rather not were sitting and just hanging over it, barely touching the surface. Before us – the shop "Electron". Below, beneath us, where the road there were the sounds of honking cars and endless rustle of tires rubbing on the snow on the roadway. The physical city lived by its life far from ours, but still close to us, because we were in it, and therefore intersected. But we dropped out of its mechanism, my friend forever or for a long time, and I... I do not know yet. It depends on what news Oleg will bring.

  Whatever would be, I'm not scared. I liked so much to travel as an easy cloud that I don’t want into this dense prison. How quickly you get used to the good!

  But if I'm still alive, I'll be glad of it not less. I really wanted to see my mom and dad (how I love them). And still a habit remained – to walk on solid ground underfoot. And yet there was something. This something, whose origins I did not realize, drawn me to continue to live.

  Through the ethereal profile of my friend, I watched the flickering lights of cars. In the sky a disc of the moon was shining. The sounds were amplified by the frosty air. And it transformed the light into the vertical pillars. I remembered how I loved to listen, lying under a warm blanket on a weekend morning, the sound of howler over the bay and yet strengthened by frost. Now I too felt the cold, but it did not prevent me, did not hinder movements, did not cause a desire to get into a warm place. In myself, it seemed, there was a source of heat, not allowing me to freeze. And when I am in a physical body, a dense body takes away this my fever.

  So we rested on the roof, contemplating the reality for quite some time. I completely forgot about the time. It seems to have stopped. Just I should not have to hurry to keep within 24 hours and do all my affairs.

  - Marina, why did you die?

  - You know, you asked the right question - not how, and why - this is more important. “How” is a consequence, and the reason is in the "why." Why do people stop clinging to life? Consciously or unconsciously decided to leave this world. I will answer. I just could not find a tangible point in the existence. All my life recently was somehow wrong. In November, I was 26. Parents died, 6 years without them. I have not sisters or brothers. Friends were, of course. I never married, though, a beloved man was. And the work of the manager in a construction company completely stopped to warm me, despite a decent income - that is, money can’t buy happiness. Recent years, longing fell upon me. Depression. Besides my boyfriend, I did not enjoy. But and here the cat ran, we began to swear, more and more often. Perhaps I myself attracted to me what had happened.

  - What had happened?

  - I've bought myself two years ago a great car, Volvo, silver. We celebrated on a Friday night at work. By the way, my birthday was celebrated... I drove home. And now, you know yourself, then thaw, then freeze. Ice on the roads. On the descent, with slides, I unable to cope with the brakes. The most banal explanation for the accident in the police reports - lost control. The result – I collided with a truck that was driving ahead. The last thing I remember from the life - bump and burning pain in the chest. And darkness...

  - Oh! And then what?

  - And then it gradually began to lighten. But not because the sun was rising. The evening was, and the polar night, nothing sun... And then I found myself in some kind of dream. You know, I thought I was dreaming. And then... and then I saw my poor body, pinned in the mangled car. And around - doctors, the police, the MES. And then I realized that I did not sleep.

  - Wow - I whispered, captured by the realness of Marina’s memories. Vivid images succeeded each other, and I saw everything as if with my own eyes. - And what happened to you after?

  - I just hung in the air and observed what was happening. As a cloud. And looked and looked... until everything was cleaned and removed and the body was taken away. It seemed to me that I have ceased to exist. Such loneliness! Mitya came, cried. I wanted to touched him, hug. I was flying around him, but to no avail - he did not see and did not feel me. How much time I spent there, I do not remember. But then something happened!

  - Something?

  - Yes. I was saved. An angel appeared. More precisely, the angels. They have helped me. What exactly they did to me, I do not know, but I felt better. Earthly experiences began to retreat and as if the heavens opened. Or maybe they really opened up! I began to hear the music - heavenly. Some beautiful chords. Even now I can hear it... - Marina paused, listening. - Did you hear?

  I also stopped. I perceived the city, but music... No, for me music was not there.

  I shook my head.

  - Strange. Maybe it's because you are live...

  - Maybe.

  We were silent.

  - And how they looked, these angels? - I broke the silence.

  - They had not wings. Just glowing spheres.

  I recognize my new friends in this description.

  - These are my friends. Or maybe not my specific, there are a lot of them. They helped me a lot. Ever since I am with them, everything is different...

  - They're angels! If not they... I was just a clot of snotty energy, pitying myself. And they helped me to leave the ground and showed a new life, opened up the horizon. You know, they said that the Earth ever will not be, can you imagine! Lots of interesting things they said while soothed. And they calmed me! Absolutely! Then I began to fly with them everywhere, traveled the world. I climbed into the upper layers of the atmosphere - how it is beautiful! But I can’t fly far away - there's a lot of energy, I have to get used to.

  I died by earthly standards, recently. About a month ago, count yourself. But it seems to me that it has been months or even years. Here, I don’t notice the time, do not you?

  - Yes, as in the tale of the Snow Queen, where Gerda went to sleep in the house of the old woman.

  - Here, all is different. I barely know you, but it seems to me that you are m
y closest friend. Here there is no hypocrisy - all thoughts and feelings are bared.

  - You've seen those faceless creatures that torment the souls at night? - I have recalled the night adventures.

  - Oh, those - Marina waved her ghostly hand - I met with them immediately. They surrounded me like fish a worm. Everyone was trying to touch. But as soon as there were angels, they flew away.

  - And have you meet other dead souls?

  - A lot. People die. I decided that you are such. You are very unusual!

  - An angel helps me, Oleg, do you remember, I was talking about him?

  - I would like that with me during life was something like this. I did not make so many mistakes...

  - Now what will you do? You will live on the Earth as a ghost? - I asked.

  - Why not? I love it. I will do what I want - to fly, to watch, to communicate. To eat, drink, sleep, work from 8 to 17 five or even six days a week, I do not need to - my companion smiled. - Maybe someday I will pick up a new body. But it will not be soon. I still do not enjoy the freedom.

  I was imbued with the history of girlfriend, with all her words. And then I took her hand with my transparent disembodied hand and said:

  - I do not know how a destiny of my future will be. Maybe I will live on, and maybe will die today. Remember me, and I will you. And let's meet again later.

  - Of course, Anastasia. I remember you very well, and, in any case, I will find. Are you now going somewhere? We are so good together here.

  - I'm waiting news from Oleg. And I have a feeling that they will be soon.

  We were silent, just sat and enjoyed the moment - life, the noise of the city, the wind. And then I heard inside a mental call. It was Oleg. And he was looking for me.

  If I had a heart in this body, it would excitedly beat. I sent back the impulse. Marina noticed that with me something happens.

  - What's the matter?

  - My companion is back!

  - Oh!

  A call again, more distinct, perhaps, he is coming. I again replied. Oleg was looking for me like a lighthouse.

  And then, finally, on the roof, next to us, I saw a familiar glowing haze. The air trembled and in this place, like a photograph, the contours of my friend appeared. I ran to him and hugged.

  - Well, what is there?

  Oleg looked neither tired nor worried. As always, friendly, with a pleasant smile on a beautiful, peaceful face.

  - What news have you brought?

  - We decided to your problem.

  - My mother is still alive?

  - Yes. And you are, too.

  Oleg attentively stared at me - probably he was scanning my condition.

  - And you, in my opinion, much more laid back than it was when I left you. And you're not alone...

  - This is Marina.

  - Hello! – Oleg smiled to Marina

  - Well, hello, angel! Nastya, he's great!

  An information channel arisen between them. Oleg connected to her, and a couple of minutes they communicate with each other directly. Then connection was interrupted.

  - Of course. Marina, thank you for your help.

  - Marina helped me too – I added.

  - How I love you! - Oleg put his arms around our shoulders, and so we were soaring in the air above the roof - a strange trio.

  When we finally enjoyed by our unity, I recalled about my mom and the apartment.

  - Maybe back home? I want to know how it’s there.

  - Well, let’s flew.

  I looked at Marina:

  - I'll see you later. Look for me by the energy signal.

  - Nastya, I will find you. And you do not forget me.

  I hugged her. And then we united with Oleg, as before, for a quick flight. I entered into his body, merged to the limit. A special force field was formed around us. All began to shimmer and vibrate, and then we raced forward. If we to Tuloma reached so fast, up to my apartment still faster.

  Pandemonium reigned near my house... but there were no people. There were not fire trucks and ambulances, so usual in such cases. Everything was quiet and peaceful. But here on the subtle plans - wow! How many of shining spheres! Or angels, as they are called by Marina.

  - They did all the work, - Oleg nodded at me.

  - Despite the fact that I was no longer worried about my life, or more precisely, almost not worried, the mother's was very excited me. So I immediately rushed through the walls into my apartment. Oleg followed me.

  I was surprised - traces of fire almost were not.

  - And where was burning? - I turned to my companion.

  - It was the closure of the wiring in the bathroom. We appeared in time.

  And then I felt not a strong smell of burning insulation, coming from the bathroom.

  I rushed into the room of parents.

  What's this? Her bed is empty!

  - Where's Mom? – I stared amazedly on my friend.

  - She's safe - he assured me.

  - But where is safe?

  - Do not worry...

  I flew to my room. And already guessed that there will see, or rather, what will not see. Sleeping I was not there either...

  - How am I going to be? - The situation was strange. – Into what should I wake up? The body is absent.

  From the absurdity of what is happening, I laughed. The night adventure was continued.

  - You have them moved somewhere?

  - I had to. We did not want to risk it. We are not aware of all plans of the Dark.

  - But my mother really all right?

  - Yes. And now we will just go to her... and to you.

  - Actually, I like to be without the body. Can I stay longer?

  - Unfortunately, you can’t leave unprepared body for a very long time, or the tissues and organs destructively change. If you want to be absent longer it is necessary to train the body. Over time you will learn. In addition to the physiological changes there are other dangers - the seizure by dark entities. While you're with us, you are not at risk. But you'd better not.

  We slipped out of the apartment.

  - And what will be with my apartment until we will be out?

  - Nothing will be, and no one will know that you are absent. Call to your father and friends, say that on vacation. Actually, the way it is. Nastya...are you ready?

  - Yes.

  - Let’s in the way!