Volume 1. Born in the USSR
There are several reasons why I decided to write my own biography. First, whenever I had occasion to talk about some events of my life, my stories would often come back to me in the form of the most unimaginable “folklore.” In fact, my tales took on such “facts” and colorations that even I listened to them with interest.
The second reason that impelled to such a “feat” was the fact that every now and then someone would appear and offer to write my biography—and every time something stopped me. Once I even agreed to have an American woman author garner my recollections onto audiocassettes and spent several days with her recording them. But then I changed my mind and gave up the offer.
First of all, I had to expend a lot of time describing and explaining events that had happened to me. Secondly, to my utter astonishment, writers and journalists managed to distort everything despite their having my recorded recollections: this would include exaggerating, distorting facts and sometimes simply telling bare-faced lies.
Therefore, when Dmitri Baida, the administrator of my web site, suggested that I write the biography myself, I decided to do just that. And—as the process unfolded, it also became the interpretation of my views on life.
I thought that if my life and my modus vivendi were interesting to people, then nobody was more qualified than I to convey what and when things happened in my life, what I thought as to one or another situation, what I felt and experienced. Certainly, everything that I am about to describe will be highly subjective and will reflect the outer world through my own eyes. But despite all this, I will try to reflect everything with maximum objectivity, as much as possible. As this is my biography, nobody will do it better than I, and if there is any distortion it will be my distortion of my own biography, which is better than distortions made by someone else.
© Nicolai Levashov, 2006
Volume 2. America: the Real Thing
Being born in the USSR and having lived in this country for thirty years before my departure to the USA, I was totally sure that the socialist regime was the creation of social parasites the purpose of which was to destroy the best part of the nation— he strong people as they were called in the Torah and the Old Testament—to break the back of the nation and to convert the remaining into slaves.
By the time of the USSR’s collapse, the majority of Soviet people had already understood that the idea of communism was nothing but a lure which perfectly took into account the psychology of the Russians and Slavs who have the principles of true democracy implanted at the genetic level. Regrettably, the last Night of Svarog which has lasted for a thousand years clouded their minds and poisoned them with social illnesses, the usual Night’s paraphernalia.
When I was a Kharkov university student, I studied the original works of the Marxism-Leninism founders pretty carefully, spending hours in the library and summarizing the "great" teachers of humanity. As a result, I pretty thoroughly mastered this material and often discussed it with teachers in lessons on philosophy, history of the Communist party, political economy and Scientific Communism (sticking to the program, certainly), thus, "rescuing" my fellow-students from an inevitable "poor" in the case of being called to the blackboard [1]. Certainly, teachers were not fools and pretty quickly understood my trick and very often ignored my raised hand. Nevertheless, I often succeeded in involving my teachers in discussions looking for different unclear points and discrepancies in the material I studied to the great relief of my fellow-students...
I write all this for my readers to understand that I studied pretty thoroughly the fundamentals of Marxism-Leninism and was, like all of us, hypnotized by the USSR’s system of propaganda. However, even being in this hypnotic state I was not fully controlled by it. For example, when I was in my second year the Komsomol [2] secretary of our faculty offered me the opportunity to become an active Komsomol member, I said that I was not interested because it had long ago turned into a refuge for social place-hunters and nothing real and essential remained in it. I said that Komsomol was like liquid ammonia—it affected one strongly the moment one opened the bottle, but remaining open for some time, the substance turned to water pretty quickly. The same thing happened with Komsomol: they opened a "lid" and forgot to close it; as a result it was just "water" that was left. My comments prevented any Komsomol member from making this kind of offer ever since.
However, I cannot say that I realized the true essence of the communist ideology then. Oddly enough, I understood this parasitic system only when I began my own study of nature, found my own methods of evolving and carried out a qualitative transformation of my brain and, thus, was able to get rid of the influence of parasitic generators on my consciousness. But before all this, I thought it so happened that a good idea was profaned by careerists and bureaucrats. How naive I was then!
When I understood the parasitic essence of the system, I began to fight it with all my force, which I wrote about in the first part of my autobiographic chronicle. My journeys to Hungary and Germany shocked me by the difference in the level of material well-being between them and the USSR. However, the three months which I spent in Germany were not enough to form an accurate picture of the so-called Western World, primarily, because I did not speak foreign languages and, secondly, was unable to see the realities of Western life behind a pretty attractive "façade."
Leaving the USSR, I was sure that at last I was able to break loose from the "Empire of Evil" into the free world—America! I thought and wanted to believe that beyond the iron curtain was real freedom! The pressure I felt became especially strong when I had refused to work under the control of security services and, thus, I began to be thoroughly hunted. Although I, as "game," appeared to be too tough for the special services of the USSR, nevertheless, they blocked all the "oxygen" for my activity. These were the reasons for my hopes for the "free world!"
I personally consider the fact that I went to the USA and due to circumstances, lived in this country for almost fifteen years, as a piece of luck and a real life lesson which would be impossible to get theoretically. One needs to live in a country for years, not as a tourist or guest, but as an inhabitant to know it in reality. Although I was not a citizen of the USA, but, getting the right to work in this country, I saw real life, not a beautiful poster. Now I am totally sure that I needed this experience and the fact that I appeared in exactly this country was not by chance. Much later I knew that before Svetlana and I crossed the border, the American security services had already had my file. If I were an "ordinary" foreign worker or an immigrant, as the majority of my former compatriots were in this country, I would have needed much more time in order to understand what was what, if I had been able to at all!
After our arrival, we even thought about getting American citizenship, the principal reason for which was the fact that an American passport gave the possibility to travel almost all over the world freely, but when in a couple of years my wife and I were offered citizenship plus "carte blanche" as to the number of zeros in my contract, I renounced (Svetlana did the same) such a citizenship and such a contract, despite the fact my pockets were not crammed with money and nobody ever gave it to me gratis. Nevertheless, money has "colour" and "smell" for us, for me and my wife, and whatever problems my "well-wishers" from the security services created, wishing so much to see me at their service; neither Svetlana nor I had the faintest desire to accept this kind of offer...
I will tell about this and many other things in this book, but now, anticipating a little, I would like to say that I found no freedom whatsoever in the USA! On the contrary, I saw another parasitic system where people were converted into slaves whilst considering themselves to be free. They are free only in one thing—to execute the will of their owners without a murmur! Disobedience was punished severely. The statistics facts speak for it: ninety percent in the USA live in debt, and seventy percent will never be able to pay their debts!
It appeared that people were slaves in both countries! To tell the truth, I don’t know what is better: to be a slave and to know it (as it was in the USSR) or to be a slave and think that you are free (as it is in the USA and the rest of the “free” world)! The most staggering fact is that one and the same individuals have made people slaves in both worlds...
So, this book will tell about our adventures in the USA and how I came to understand the grandiose performance which has been playing out on our planet...
© Nicolai Levashov, 2008
1 These tedium subjects were obligatory in whatever kind of higher education (no matter whether you are going to be a doctor or an engineer). Usually, the students studied them reluctantly and very superficially. (E.L.)
2 Komsomol is a syllabic abbreviation word, from the Russian Communisticheskiy Soyuz Molodiozhi or "Communist Union of Youth". The organization was established on October 29, 1918. (E.L.)
