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does not have a solution: sand and stones in the kidney and gall bladder, prostate gland, Escherichia coli, psoriasis, allergies, asthma, pressure, stomach ulcers and a number of others. Believe you or not, my grandfather left me, besides many others, a prescription for ointment to treat cancer.

      “Is it possible?” – All three asked in disbelief.

      “This is possible, because I’ve already experienced it on two patients. I gave it to one person from the outskirts of Novi Sad. He had thirty – six metastases in his lungs. Some of them were up to thirty – five millimeters in size. Doctors discharged him from the hospital with the words that there were left from twenty to twenty – five days of life. His niece came to me for medicinal teas. Starting to drink them, he immediately felt himself better, and after a couple of days he already got up. For twenty – three days, to the amazement of all the doctors, he recovered fully. The second person is from Germany, but by descent from Russia. His cancer was in the spine and the pain was unbearable. Last time, when I was in Germany to massage and treat people, I took teas with me to treat one person. They were meant for a friend who came to Germany from Moscow, but the teas failed to pass. She already flew the day I arrived. The teas stayed with me. I told Marina, our common friend, about this and asked: weather she somehow can send them to her. Then Marina asked to give tea to her father, who was diagnosed with cancer in the spine. She said that she does not expect any success, but she wants just to try and to ease his pain. According to doctors, the body became immobile and it took seven to ten days to live. I replied that I do not want complications, as he probably will die, and we both can be blamed for this. Marina begged me to try, because no way of treatment did give the results: “Miki, this is his last chance. Nothing helped. Don’t you give him the last chance to recover? Something broke in my soul, and I, paying no attention to the risk, gave these teas. Marina prepared them and, according to the recommendations of my grandfather, he began to drink. On the first day after taking the first portion of tea, the pain subsided. Every day he felt much better. On the fourth day, at my own peril and risk, I did not want to accept the morphine that had been given to him earlier. On the seventh day he got up and leaned on the furniture for the first time after several months went to the toilet. On the tenth day he did not lean on his feet. The fifteenth day: he called a taxi and went to the hospital so that his doctors examined him. The doctors were shocked when they saw that he had completely recovered. In a few days, I again go to work in Germany and with myself I will take eighteen orders of tea. If the treatment is successful in all eighteen patients, like those of the two, Sasha, my Russian partner, will issue patents for these teas and we will regularly sell them all over the world. Believe me, this was the desire of my grandfather and I will try to implement it with all my strength. Think, how many people have cancer? Imagine their happiness, when they learn that they can be cured of this evil disease!” – said Miki enthusiastically.

      His joy was not about the money that he would work in this way. He was happy with the happiness of the cured people.

      “I know all this could be realized, but I also realize the huge danger that threatens me. I feel, but still I can not pinpoint what it is” – finished Miki as well as with a massage Marco.

      When he massaged me, the two of them stepped out on to the terrace. Immediately after me a woman came, and after her a man. During their massage we agreed among ourselves that we will stay overnight with him. We will have several hours to install cameras and microphones so that at any time in the whole room we can monitor his work. Honestly, his massage was something most pleasant for the human body, but we also concluded that he never touched on the theme of his secret brain development. When Miki finished the last patient’s massage, we agreed with him already that we would stay the night and start installing the cameras and sound system. He agreed to go home for dinner, then he would finish the remaining massage session and then he begins our story.

      While Miki was away, we quickly installed cameras and microphones, checked their work. All succeeded.

      5

      In the afternoon Miki began his story: “Let me tell you everything that I remember and what my grandfather told me. Of course, some secrets should remain a secret, but I will say everything I can.

      They say that one of the great – great – great – grandfathers in his family felt for the first time that he could help people with his hands. They say that he had a fantastic power. It is also said that he is the first in the world who managed to open the way for the development of the brain to unimaginable possibilities. He was not literate, like others at the time. Then the secrets were recounted several hundred and thousand times to the Chosen One, who was to inherit them. The Chosen One, at the end of his life, told to the next Chosen One and so this knowledge was passed from the Chosen One to the Chosen One or from generation to generation. His family has always produced many children. In addition to other brothers and sisters, my grandfather Gatso was born. So, this hereditary knowledge, with the consent of the previous Elects, passed to my grandfather. He inherited it and became a Chosen One. He learned to write in the church and everything that the previous Chosen had explained to him was later recorded in a notebook. At that time the children from an early age started to do something and thus contributed to their family. So, my grandfather in less than three and a half year began to graze cattle with his elder brother. He learned together with his and later he worked alone. While my grandfather was a small and weak child, his grandfather Demetrius, who was the Elect, and his son Mitar did not know it, one night the previous Chosen One appeared and demanded all the knowledge to pass on to his grandson, so that he by the will of God Became a Chosen One too. For several nights Demetrius spoke with the previous Chosen One, trying to save the child from the heavy burden that he was destined to. He resisted and argued that it is too early for a child who does not know how to speak well and does not know about the seriousness of the situation, to impose such responsibility. Everything was in vain. The will of God and the previous Elected should be respected. So, his grandfather, with sadness in his heart, began to teach the future Chosen One. He woke him at dawn on one Monday and went with him into the forest. Long baptized before him, silently moving his lips, and then blew thrice in the nose. The child has been transformed. His face shone with a strange light. This light could be seen by the previous Chosen One or by any enlightened person. Then the grandfather began to teach the child, giving him the most sacred secrets that he inherited. Every day these sessions lasted, once all day and sometimes even less. A child endowed with the Holy Spirit absorbed everything into his soul without telling anyone about the sacred mystery that he inherited from his grandfather. According to his grandfather he endowed with a holy spirit and understood what would be the danger if these secrets were learned and therefore remained silent. No one, even his relatives, mentioned a single word from the conversation between him and his grandfather. He also mastered the most difficult tasks assigned to him. Successes were accumulated at an incredible rate. It was necessary to learn a lot more, but his grandfather Demetrius was already very pleased. One day, after St. Peter’s Day, the summer sun warmed up, he was given trousers and left him to herd. Sheep fled in different directions. The child in four and a half years was interested in chasing them and collecting them in a herd, and they seemed to foresee something and ran back and forth moving farther than usual. And Garinja’s faithful dog was restless and only growled. “Maybe a wolf wants to attack a herd,” – the child thought and ran to turn the herd to the house, but Garinja jumped up across the path. But it was too late… A huge poisonous snake pierced its sharp teeth into its lower leg. Garinja jumped, caught a huge reptile and tore it with his teeth. He came to my grandfather, began to whine and he more and more lost consciousness because of the poison that got into the body. He could hardly hear the squeal of his faithful Garinja feeling that he was falling asleep more and more. He drowned in a dream and he did not hear anything else. He did not know that the sheep had returned home. He did not know that everyone in the house was frightened and began to look for him. He did not know that the faithful Garinja stayed with him and continually licked his face, waiting for his awakening. It was getting dark. Family members were joined by family members from the village and went on a search with lit torches.

      “Probably a wolf has bite to him and Garinja!” – suggested one of the neighbors.

      “They say there is one old and dangerous wolf like a black devil”.

      “They also say that it does not leave anyone alive…”

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