Spirits. Kazakhstan

From a letter to the editorial office of the newspaper "Anomaly":

Hello!

I want to tell you a case that happened to me, in the hope that it might somehow help people to know the order of things and draw any positive conclusions from it.

I don't want to call myself, probably because of shyness, and partly because they don't think I'm not a completely normal person. Today I have a free evening and I thought, why not write, there will be no harm from this to anyone, but there may be a small benefit, but there will be. I rarely told anyone about what happened and probably no one believed me.

This happened to me while serving in the army in 1988, I served at one of the sites of Baikonur, my 2nd year of service began.

One evening I was in an old warehouse not far from the unit, in a word, awol, and deciding to take a break from the hardships of the service, I fell asleep. At about 1 o'clock in the morning, I suddenly woke up, feeling someone's presence near me. When I opened my eyes, I saw some dark substance, it seemed to me a very dense shadow, the shape of the shadow resembled a man dressed in a raincoat, the head was almost invisible, a hat on his head, like a "sambrero", about 3 meters high.

I couldn't move, but I remember being very scared. It must have been telepathy, his thoughts were pressing on me. First of all, he began to calm me down, to convince me that he would not do anything bad to me.

I don't remember the details of the "conversation", but the general meaning was this: I have to get some information. All this lasted 15-20 minutes, then he disappeared.

I immediately felt that I could control my body, and returned to the barracks.

The next few nights I had the same dream, and I remembered all the details, I was on a large ship, moved around it, knowing in advance the location of the compartments. On the last night I got to the control room. There were several, let's say, humanoids there, I was glad to meet them and they were glad to see me, I saw my reflection in the "mirror" and looked just like them, they were members of my crew. We crashed over the Earth in 1969. Our souls live in people's bodies.

It was a strange dream, especially when I had the last one, I slept for about 25-28 hours, being in my secluded place, which probably every conscript soldier has.

After that, I was drawn to draw. Some landscapes, places that seemed familiar to me, but clearly not belonging to the Earth. The picture was in my head, and until I redrawn it, it did not pass.

This lasted for several days until I redrawn them all. Then after another 2-3 weeks, somewhere around 2 o'clock in the morning, I woke up, slept in the barracks, felt the presence of my 3-meter acquaintance, did not open my eyes, but I knew that it was him. This time I was not afraid, I "talked" with him, asked questions. The "conversation" lasted 10 minutes. He explained to me that there is a GOD, he is angry at people for their sins and disrespect for his sacrifice.

Everything is in the hands of people and they can still survive if they live in harmony with nature and with themselves, but in general, the planet is almost doomed, by the way, they promised to pull me out before the catastrophe, which is almost inevitable, as I understood, there is some immaterial part of me, my "I". People can destroy themselves, but the psychology is this: someone else, just not me, someone else, just not me. GOD is great, patient and loving, those who live are created in his likeness, he is the beginning and the end of everything and death can come only because of the sins of the people themselves.

How could I describe the meaning of the "conversation" with him, it probably turned out a little messy, but the general essence is captured correctly. I didn't see or hear him again, to be honest, I still didn't understand who it was.

And I also forgot to add that Earthlings are not the only reasonable ones and behave like a bear in an apiary, in relation to neighbors, so that others may lose patience, although basically all neighbors treat Earthlings more or less normally, with the exception of the so-called "wild" ones.

That's all I wanted to say. I probably should have written somewhere earlier, or done something, but I am also pleased that at least I wrote to you. I would also like to add that I am probably not the only "original", but if it is interesting: after the last meeting, I could see my missing things for several days, in particular, I found several of my small things that were missing from me, and their location was like a picture in my head, to my great regret, this ability has disappeared from me.

And finally, if it is interesting to anyone, there are a lot of charlatans, you should not believe everyone in a row.

Good luck to you, if you can help yourself, but also at the same time to others.