Confession of a Ghost. F.M. Dostoevsky award. Playing Another Reality

* “Books review” No. 5/ January 2023 by O. Efimova.[1 - https://youtu.be/JCaHyP-eqio]

* “Books review” No. 44/ June 30, 2023 by  E.V. Stepanov.[2 - https://youtu.be/L0Gh6DvmB3I]

Russian Post, the letter No. RO100595262RU.

Newspaper “Poetograd” No. 01 (409), 2023, F. Maltzev, “Alexandra Kryuchkova can get Nobel Prize Award”.

“21 Writers of the 21

Century”, V. V. Pavlov, ISBN 978-5-6049510-6-4, M. – NP “Literary Republic”, 2023 – 212 p.

Magazine “Literary Moscow” No. 01 (03), 2023, ISBN 978-5-6049510-4-0, M. – NP “Literary Republic”, 2023 – 100 p.

The Union of Writers of the 21

Century web: A. Kryuchkova[3 - https://writer21.ru/kryuchkova-a/]

This book is dedicated to

· Ouranoupoli,

my favorite village

located on the border with the Holy Mountain Athos (Greece),

and its residents;

· Joice Mary NanKivell Lock[4 - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joice_NanKivell_Loch],

a famous writer and a character of this novel;

· my Greek friends:

Dimitra Drosinos, Dimitris, Sofia,

Stylianos Drosinos & Nataly,

Nikoleta Firai & Nikos Ladgeris,

Roula, Kiriaki & her father,

Janis Antonakis, Leah, Souzanna,

Julia & Janis,

Socrates, Vasilios, Apostolis,

Efi & all Kokkinos family,

Maria Riga,

George Kiriakou,

Nikitas Martigakis;

· as well as to:

the Forces of Light,

Ray, Svetlana, Vadim,

Lubov M. Anisenkova,

Sergey M. Makarenkov

and other characters of my Matrix…

CONFESSION OF A GHOST

PROLOGUE

Somewhere in the Universe

How long did I sleep? We were ONE.

“Wake up, my soul, it’s time for you to go.”

I came back from my dream, not remembering what I had dreamed about. Perhaps it was a dreamless dream. We were quickly moving along the endless corridors of Eternity towards one of the most important buildings in the Universe – the Heavenly Office, where everything earthly used to begin and end. I still didn’t know what would await me on Earth, but he instantly read my thoughts,

“Life in earthly body is short enough, Rukh. I am always there, remember me more often, and everything will be fine.”

“Will I be able to see you there?”

“You can feel me. We’ll continue to communicate in the same way: mentally, without words. It’s much more important than seeing with earthly eyes and hearing with earthly ears.”

***

We arrived at the Heavenly Office, witness to the ceaseless flow of souls, accompanied to Earth by their spirits – Guardian Angels. One of the Guards greeted us at the entrance to the building. He scanned everyone who came there and encouraged me,

“Enjoy your journey, Rukh, and have a happy return!”

We followed the corridors until my Guardian Angel stopped me at the door to the Astral Body Formation Hall, and he disappeared inside. In front of me in the queue, there was another Rukh, similar to me, like two peas in a pod – all incarnating ones before the formation of the astral body looked like white and fluffy lumps of pure energy of Light. Only the Guardians could tell us apart. The servants of the Chancellery in white robes were rushing past, busy as bees, paying no attention to us, the newcomers.

“Once upon a time they were incarnated on Earth too,” my neighbor whispered to me, “I wonder who they were.”

“Do you already know your destiny?” I asked.

“The Guardian does. The soul learns it descending the Stairs, reading the Creator’s plans for the incarnation, reflected in the Tablets and the heavenly passport. At the last step the passport is stamped and sealed. After returning to the Hall of Judges, the plan-fact reconciliation takes place, the verdicts are announced. That’s what the Guardian told me. However, the path is not predetermined rigidly, it can be changed within the Space of Options, limited by the records in one’s passport. Though, it’s a challenge to remember your plans on Earth! Everything is different there! Imagine having some arms, legs, a head, a torso! You’ll get inside the body and have to learn to control it! You’ll be forced to walk with your feet instead of moving in space with the power of thought. The earthly body constantly demands earthly food, not Light! And how many languages do they have? Almost every country has its own one, you can no longer communicate on Earth mentally!”