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Visions Of A Portal

Visions Of A Portal

On the third night of Yule, I woke up and saw a train passing right next to my bed, just where my decorated evergreen branch was standing. I could clearly see the lights in the windows, I could hear the noise of the wheels, and I was awake. I got scared that the train would run over me, and I began repeating the words from meditation to enter the base state “I am,” and the strange phenomenon stopped. What could it be? Some kind of portal?”

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About The Menshikova Library

At all times, people who, by their position and status, could afford to collect a private library did not limit themselves to a simple accumulation of books. They made this activity a cult, creating not only collections of rare volumes but also unique places to store these treasures.

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