Ten Years of My Invisible War

By Valentain Flaming

The book is offered to the reader, the
mankind waited some thousand years
which. It is the book about present war
of one of inhabitants of our planet with
the unknown enemy aliens. The reader opens
for itself gradually and the real Universe system
which is in many respects hostile for the person
and not so such as it was considered in a science
earlier. Our hero struggles ten years, it remains
is live and wins, subordinating itself forces of
the enemy. The book about the big humans and
scientifi cs feat, the genius of a new formation,
about struggle, about Heavenly modern Troops
and Force of Human Spirit.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris UK
• Release date: Jul 23, 2012
• ISBN: 9781477122877

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Copyright © 2012 by Valentain Flaming.

ISBN:                    Softcover                         978-1-4771-2286-0

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Contents

ANNOTATION

2nd part of the annotation

Preface

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Epilogue

ANNOTATION

The book gives us a true story about a man, the writer, who carries on a fierce ten-year struggle against aliens that do their best to remove an undesirable witness of their activity. The scene of the story is laid in a small city in central Russia. The hero opposes his skills and sagacity to the aliens’ methods of penetrating into human society. He turns down repeated proposals of the aliens to leave the Earth and takes sequential actions to disclose their presence thereby accomplishing his human, scientific and moral feat. The reader is offered factual evidence and a moral concept of the modern world. The hero asks nobody for help, since people take him for a madman. The story represents true diary notes about the courage and the inflexible human will. The book is written in an exciting detective form. It may be very helpful to people from different countries who are engaged in national security problems, as well as to anyone who is anxious about his own and his family’s safety.

Author was a witness of events described. Many facts of arbitrariness aliens will be readers amazed? Yes

The book needs to be translated from Russian into your language. It is problem. How taking down it?

2nd part of the annotation

We are sure that this book will become for many people a guide for journeys in new real outer space. For the first time in the history the human Spirit has risen so incredibly high. And such a full-scale extrasensory novel unraveling so many mysteries and giving such a detailed description of the aliens has never before appeared in literature. It answers the questions of the aliens aim and actions in different countries.

There is a lot of scientific ideas and hypotheses in the novel, it novel shows previously hidden mechanism of the Universe; things that humanity has never known before. The events of the book unfold not only on Earth, but on the scene of our Galaxy, from which the author has more than 20 times received invitation to leave the Earth. Psychological base of the novel consists in attempts of the grown-up man who was raised in communist regime of the USSR to change his consciousness and turn to genuine human values: love, family, human rights, and how difficult it is to take such a turn.

In the second part of the book the readers will get an even more huge and shocking sensation. We surprisingly find out that so-called Global warming was not a result of factors commonly discussed in world of science, it was invoked by just one man—our hero. For a usual Mind, at first, this is hard to believe in, but portrayed facts state things are indeed this way…

Preface

I apologize to readers and publishers for my broken language. The attack was on me. Was Many cruelty, such which nerves and a body can’t maintain. In my person of distortion have reached the sizes unknown. Was much tortures. Large quantity of tortures. Not all such will sustain. And, therefore, language of statements is deformed. It not English. It is language of man, who was it is a lot of years under tortures and consciousness it is deformed. That is, and is. And I wanted to show how to write the novel, despite ocean of suffering and an intolerable pain. Feature in it. And, if all to brighten up, nobody would see that AS all was.

The creation history this book is that that I wrote a diary after events. And all from me has been written down within many years. And there was a novel which is written under tortures, term of mockeries is equal—10 years. It is truth. Therefore I ask all who publishes IT, to understand that we or conceal truth and language will be embellished, or we stand firmly on truth and conscience and we do not conceal anything. That there was that let all and see.

After contacts and an attack, I put a new planet on the card. I have studied the nearest and distant space and was in many worlds. The Universe has opened secret and secrets.

My development went in the hell. The card is applied on the novel. When there was mine a war the information about of planets aliens, arrived, as understood addition to opening of the worlds others. I have made this card for the future generations and science advancement. And it—something, as an award for me and all Science of mankind if it to direct sometime in other distances unknown persons. A part the people will count a card as a hypothesis. But I know that, however that hypotheses in Space don’t happen. After that you have transferred and have worried. My opening is gift for youth. It will to understand that a hypothesis and that isn’t present.

«He builds bridges of Time, and for this are necessary space rivers».

(From ancient comments)

«Nothing amazes human imagination, so deeply as the star sky,

that is above us and the moral Law, that’s inside of us».

(Emmanuel Kant)

Chapter 1

Predators. They new these years. They long look, study and only after snatch on you. Because they want to adapt. To you. You didn’t wait that they will come to your house. And they waited at this time. Also it is all about that, about what you guessed. They waited, because their such world. They have seen that you can be a victim for them. They have appeared also they begin the business…

These five minutes have broken everything. The habitual world has closed itself for a long time.

I have come across the most secret and conspired crime in the history of humankind and it directly concerned me.

Memory… The main thing is not to let them clean the memory. To keep the clearness of thinking inspite of everything. I knew it from films about newcomers. I have already known what THEY can do. A little oversight happens and you become nobody. I have become the Manager of a struggle against terrorism of this unusual form for myself. I have become an analyst of current events and an army for defense. I have looked aside and imagined the tripods of Wells from The war of worlds. Can it be really the same that THEY are here from other worlds, and everything is true?

It was required the whole 10 years to be pulled out from this hell. I had life plans, the credos of days and till these five minutes I was the normal, whole-hearted person and knew that is necessary for me. There was a style, hobbies, plans, independence.

The Internet was becoming fashionable, both.

Germanys were uniting, The Soviet Union was broking up, there were Chechen and Iraq wars, and everything in life was being reconstructed. But I was absorbed only by this one that so inopportunely has invaded my life. It has become my primary goal, to live a day and, not to be killed. And so the whole 10 years have passed in a hard labour and a struggle for life, in an inconceivable concentration and an evasion from Come and Unbidden. The whole never-ending ten years!

My existence was divided into periods, formulas and algorithms. And the first formula was discouraging. It concerned to entropy. The world was a space, and its defining physical size made 3,00022 from 3,14 pi, putted for a norm. THEY at least spoke so about our world. It was that parallel and simultaneously entropic,(that is dissipating energetically) where I have got, if to speak the language of Physics. I have understood, I can’t manage without physics and many other sciences. THEIR occurrence broke all vital reference points.

The voice… I can hear THEIR Voice. It is telling me something and I see, that there is somebody in the room. THEY speak a human voice, these are spheres, fluids, they are five—seven.

—We have come to tell you we don’t like, that you, people have laboratories to manufactory chemical weapon, and we’ll be torturing you until, these laboratories are destroyed.

—And why me?

—We have made such a decision.

In this way it has begun in one spring day in 1995. Another day has come and told me that for some time I have to live according to unclear another’s logic. Another nine-floor house was opposite to mine and one morning I saw a person had dropped out from a window and broken. It was the spring of 1995. It was THEIR occurrence. I did not doubt that THEIR occurrence and this falling were connected somehow. THEY were interested in the chemical weapon of the country and entirely chemical weapon of the military-industrial complex of all countries of the Earth, but however, what about me? How do THEY choose their victims or those, with whom it is possible to conduct ultra-conversations?

It was madly interestingly. It was the morning of next day. I was staying on my favourite place on a station near greater square clock and waiting for an electric train. It was a sunny day on April, 6th. On the other party of a handrail, the black column rose in front of me, and a new yellow signboard hung behind it. There was the name of the station Onsk on it. And suddenly I have felt a connection of strangers from other planets. Are these THEY? Yes, THEY are… and in a second I was fighting as a lion. Being on distance from the town and from The Earth in THEIR.

Spaceship. I was tiring them to parts, thanks to that their bodies were not such as human, I was beating their ship, which was made from the same material, as their bodies. I was beating with lightings below and getting with strong charges inside and outside of It. The ship has extended its body downwards and afar about 50 meters, and thus was trying to eliminate me from itself, (it was a conceiving substance of gray-white colors), but I have broken off its roof. I’ve understood, that they cancelled the arriving of the electric train It was to be, but it was not. Then, when passengers had already begun to be nervous, another electric train approached, and, the first, has gone at all for me. I’ve understood THEIR ideas. They wanted to do much harm this electric train, derailing it too. And everything was because of me. Such honour, however… I was ready. The war was everywhere among the citizens of the country, connected with the redistribution of property. Such a war has dropped out for me, which is invisible by anybody and if I give out myself, I will be accepted as a madman. So? It’s an interesting position.

A person has entered into the car with the critic labels of an antinational mode of Eltsinoids* and something careless, poisoning the whole car with her untidiness, as it seemed to me, was following him. This was a woman, selling pizza. She has entered and it was visible, that it was not pleasant and her pizza was the same, as well as its mistress, it was a poison which was impossible to eat. The fight has ceased. The fight has ceased, and I am in my body, weakened and feel bad. My body is being broken. I am on the verge of devastation.

During the spring I was driving across Moscow because of different simple affairs and I liked to breathe the spring and to inhale the capital air. I didn’t want to go to an underground. Only on the earth by a trolley bus, around The Garden ring. Near The Park of Culture huge letters Bosch prevailed and rose over everything. There were many cars, set of color advertising and unique aromas of Moscow batch there. «Bosch. The prices are lowered! ". As at the underground named after Mayakovsky, they have been really lowered for some cents for these two weeks.

* "Eltsinoids—so was named the family of Russian president Eltsin.

As I have contacted with the world where the negative gradation of vlues took place, it was necessary constantly, it was necessary constantly to be reconstructed and to select certain words, or turns, to stop their invasion somehow.

—What are you doing?!—THEY are crying to me again.—You are a fool! Can you see Tom Cruise? has been poured with water on TV?!

—It’s the end of June!—I shout them, that’s why he has been poured with water! I am working here—do you understand?—I am conducting these notes for the sake of science, about yours foolish world, and you bother me with your tricks! Is it clear for you, that it is a science from another measurement, and I’ll use you to make dollars? Is it not clear? Here is something, which hangs in the middle of me, do you see? And it should not hang, it should stand, do you understand ? And it hangs of you—do you see, visiting fool?

In this way I was adapting to them, trying to win time. It was impossible to manage without it, in fact THEY had instant speeds in their thinking, and I was only a person, and an advantage was on their side. It was necessary to outwit THEM and, therefore, I tried to win time, any way, tightening clever dialogues and swoops. I because of overstrain have become stupid. I am with my friend Germ. He has 26 different projects and he is working at them quietly. The impact from another planet does not threaten him, because he is fond of his work, and his body is soft, and he is everywhere and nowhere at the same time.

It is a strange picture. You are with people, among them and at that time you don’t understand where you are. This is a new condition. Then It will be tightening for years. You are under a pressure, a murder or captivity threatens to you and others think about their lives, or something usual, fine, insignificant. And They don’t see what’s happening with you. I have quickly understood the structure of space. This space is here. It’s another matter, another attitudes, another life. The objects of this space pass through everything this, and they are Objects-forms of a dialogue for others and, in that time, courses.

It is characteristic, that my night vigil has been developed instead of dreaming. It was interesting for me to observe something, including, how quickly I manage with my body, restoring everything. Another person would be excited and begin to ask about the reason of it, and would come to amazement, and would to accuse to something, but I had no time for jokes. Something has been broken and it is necessary to restore, to tighten it.

Dogs are howling outside the window. Does it have anything general with current? Perhaps… But it’ll have meaning later for another ten years, as in the beginning I was under something that meant: I, the person, would be killed by dogs. They snatched on me, aspiring to bite me. The destiny has decided to play with my life there, in this question. I thought so at the beginning. It turned out, there was a very serious danger from these dogs, a moral torture, and the danger to move on streets. Why? it concerned to a power funnel. You are punched, interrupted, ruined and here are still these dogs, which see and feel something in their four ranges.

I have said to myself: the Life doesn’t consist of tenderness, Pleasures and love. It hasn’t already consisted of these things for a long time. It consists of beams, energies, space courses, reflections of attacks and a fiery protection. And it also consists of the skills how to use magnetic fields of objects and of time, when to leave adverse zones. So I told once to myself and have become a little happy. It gave a certain hope and confidence.

"The history of self-organizing of the Universe is presented by a huge variety and qualitative levels of a reached organization. Certainly, time is removing from the beginning of The big explosion, a disorder in a variety and the quality of organizations in various parts of the extending Universe accrues. In the beginning it occurs because of Stochastic Fluctuations, and then due to heterogeneity of development conditions.

But The Universe is homogeneous both according the distribution of substance, and the level of reached organizations. Heterogeneity is shown in essentially smaller scales. It is possible to assume, that, particularly, galaxies possess different levels of an organization. Undoubtedly, those, which have reached the highest level, also exist among them. Is it possible to imagine the galaxies allocated with the maximum reason? Certainly, we shouldn’t reduce our representations about life in the Universe up to the level of the organisms that we know. Is each following level different «from the previous qualitatively?»

I have read such texts and was interested in other similar books. It is characteristic, that the scientific world sees only these megascales, but doesn’t see, that the Universe is absolutely another. So it was terrible severe level. The reader will receive and g I g a n t I c pleasure to understand how much silly and naive is the terrestrial science both about levels and about «brothers on reason"

Visitors from the sky have seen an interlocutor in me, with whom it is possible to exchange something and to chat without ceremony. I knew the level of scientists of this stupid country. And I’ve known (to be exact has understood) that nobody from them will help me. I have thought that if you aren’t understood by one person from one million, it is enough to become indignant. If one million doesn’t understand you, another million won’t understand you too. But what to do if you aren’t understood by a million?

I was writing many letters, but there weren’t answers neither from the government, nor from the president.

Does nobody understand? There is something wrong with a face. Because of depressed emotions. Is it impossible? I’ve received a lot of insults next day. More and more different people have begun to insult me. It makes you get tired and you don’t want to do anything.

And still famine. It is impossible to correlate with anything. But it isn’t laziness. The searches, how to survive, are beginning. In due course, you’re getting another, not peculiar for you, language, partly Aesopian language. But it isn’t your language. It isn’t a clear language. There is a law of Strangeness, and the world develops according to it and once your Imperative* enters in a conflict with it.

And all depends on a force. Who of whom. Each boy was dreaming of investigation in his childhood. Boys watch films and see how it is interesting to get everywhere and to learn different secrets, and it looks charming. And here is the newest information about those who secretly operates the world.

There is a very artful and not clear to other countries country under the name Russia in the world. It constantly influences the world in denying its universal values. For example, it’s a question about human rights. In the end of May in one century light went out in that country.

One substation has given up. Trains have stopped on tracks, banks and shops were closed, clearing constructions have dumped waste into the rivers, fish and children on beaches have been infected, cellular and telecommunication has stopped working, a virtual disorder of networks has occurred, and in one of areas a cloud of poisonous nitrogen has ascended above a stopped factory, (and below was an uneducated, deprived helpless crowd). And only then the senatorial investigation has defined more than 800 such substations, that means, that the country threatens to the world over 800 Chernobyls, and it is constructed so, that nobody is responsible. Then that bloody meat grinder of destructions at different combines has begun, it doesn’t give in to a feather and nerves.

The crowd exists. Food isn’t food any more, a chair in the house isn’t a chair any more,and the house isn’t a house any more. It is impossible to accept food freely in the crowd. And love therelooks like falseness, doesn’t it? It’s some incorrect reflection of important values in myself. And are you with the crowd? And are you, Brut, with them? An imperative is the Moral law of a thought, in your essence, in your brain. Therefore it’s a very harmful thing to interrupt practice of thinking for a long time. IT breaks your thought process and the imperative, at the same time with this position. (This is one wise book).

I remember, it was at the beginning of fights for my survival and It was March 22-rd. There was a night. THEY have come. I had seen them and became prepared to defense. I had read their ideas; they could apply the most unexpected forms of influence that day. And everything was directed on an intimidation.

Their impact had been proceeding the whole March, and on the22-rd it ended for a short while of THEIR technogenez—so I’ve named for myself.

At first, a disk-robot with designs-cubes above has appeared in front of the house and has thrown out from itself three black heads on long necks.

But the person, this was me, answered it: it isn’t terrible, I can do something like this on a stage. The person was going home and he has simply answered it in this way. The person (I) has come to have a rest and noticed, that at height of 1 kilometer above the house a Barrel was hanging. A disk was sent as a form of investigation, and it wasn’t clearly who and for what had sent this UFO. And here having felt for they began to prepare.

There was a woman among them. She has taken a body of a big white essence from space and having risen over me, began to frighten me of a three-headed snake: have you understood, who we are? The growth of this monster was about 7 meters, and the flank was still hanging. Well, I’ve understood, well, and what? She has represented the card of galaxies and point to the center where our planet was: Here it is—she said,—the zone of general interests—she led around—here is, (she has made a circle bigger than the first), The zone of periodic viewings, and here is (a big circle)—

A zone of the Maximum True. That time I have flown away to the South in area of Baikonur* and have seen there many spots and the whole conglomerates-connections of the most different forms. Certanly, this armada was worth military radars and satillites of Russian Federation. A rent was hanging above the cosmodrome at a height from 15 up to 50 kilometers.

Then was so. My force was arriving, and I destroyed the Flank with an impact of a sword. It has blown up and hung up, like tatters, in the night sky. Then, on their beam, i.e. on the beam of newcomers, a UFO 9x9 m has flown up to flied one and, having made maneuver, has struck it with a bunch of fire and destroyed both it, and three curious people inside of it. Those have burned down at once.

Then I fearlessly have destroyed a big essence of 70 m x 70 m that was hanging above the town—I have burnt it. A few such things were hanging above Onsk—they were observing of current events. And the woman was still bothering with her calling voice. She was still appearing, fingering and touching in different moments.

Buying, they have thrown a phrase: a complex of services, a list of problems, those we’ll solve, and reliable covering from above is offered to you. But the Creator was my top, and the services were not necessary for me, and I have got used to solve problems myself.

*Baikonur—Russian space launching site; cosmodrome

The fight was accruing, and a mirror formation, about 2 meters, has left from a wall, it looked like an anti-tank flexible hedgehog, but it has been destroyed on splinters by four impacts. And others were sending different entrails, signs, letters and the imaginations of their infraphysics,—by the way, they were even interesting in something,i.e. during the impact there was an attack of the work of my brain. These were parallel. And a magnetic wave was still imposing on this.

I have reacted and restored the number of events having happened in these 30 min, using a beam of my memory and I`ve seen, that my memory was skiping moment by moment—it was not smoothly. Those were pictures. I.e. they were achieving their purposes, probably, having decided to make me a zombie through these fragments. It means: a person submits through a signal of a necessary bat of information. I have answered for that having come in their world through a narrow crack and having finished off two people—they were nearby—and then I have come back. And the body was lying.

And she, this woman, this wolf from the UFO, was making fragments of the events of past, which she has taken from my head, she has designed actions so, that everything wasn’t occurring on this place, but they were occurring in the town where I’d lived before, in absolutely another town.

Then they have decided to carry me away once again by the means of holographically created women. These women were high, tall, about 2 meters, white; they were about 10. To make the certificate visible, they have also made my hologram—me, which was sitting in an armchair. The women began to sit down on my knees one by one. The same had happened with other people, somewhere in