Azhazha Anna Vladimirovna Biography

This book is another life of Vladimir Azhazha - the revelations of a famous researcher, an academician who gave himself a solution to the greatest secret of our time - a UFO, known in the common people as "flying saucers." Having passed through the years of searches, delusions, insights, breaking through the frequency of humiliations and punitive measures, having broken down with naive ideas about the arrivals of hypothetical aliens, the author comes to an unexpected result: humanity has long exists, is controlled and operated by a many -sided undergumenoid form of life.

In the narrative, the detective plot is the abduction of people, absurd meetings with aliens, etc. Having responded to the call to take part, I hastened to invest my bricks in the construction of a bright building of laughter. There were four bricks. Four funny, in my opinion, phrases that can become aphorisms. The first is the Russian version of the famous saying of the Prince of Danish Hamlet: "It was not." The second is a modernized postulate of historical materialism: "The idea becomes material force when an accountant signs it." In the third, I simply added Lenin: "Socialism is accounting, and then work." And, finally, fourthly, I suggested that people acting with a quiet sapa unite in the biological subspecies "Quiet Sapiens".

We flew weeks, the newspaper regularly published any humor except mine. Two months later, the answer came: “We will not be able to place your material, since the editors publish only original, fresh thoughts. And the signature: the younger literary employee of the Finiases. And the content, and for some reason, the particularly strange surname seemed to me then mocking.

Moreover, as a subscriber I could compare. My innovations, by golly, were not inferior to other freshness and originality, now I understand that I was punished that I was punished that I was punished. For the impudent attempt to audit the Marxism, that the pseudonym of the Finias is a parrot of some newspaper to bite around the corner. Science fiction writers, through the portholes of a special underwater ship, look into unknown sea depths.

The main thing is that the spirals of being, breaking through the labyrinths of surprises, raised me to the level of comprehension of reality, unknown to most people. Humanity, unfortunately, does not realize the real boundaries of its independence, does not represent what God really serves. If I could not comment on it, strictly facting this book only from cases of contacting people with manifestations of a life form alien to us, then this alone would be insanely interesting and would not have lost, perhaps, the exciting writings of Agatha Christie and Georges Simenon.

But the fact is that I watched this epic not from the outside, but when I end up in its epicenter. And as a witness, and as a researcher, and in many other forms. For the past twenty years, I have been in the thick of ufological events in the country, I had to lead scientific groups that study the phenomenon of unidentified flying objects, I managed to collect the unique facts of manifestations of UFOs and aliens and, most importantly, get the results.

Over the years, the influence of the ufological factor on society and personality has undergone changes - from deification, expectation of the "manna of heaven" or revolutionary renewal of society before the disappointment and the crash of the image of the failed deity. Some people were not at all interested in this issue, preferring to stay on the sidelines of events.

Meanwhile, the essence and concepts of new science - ufology changed. From the naive idea that on us on fhedon missiles, funny aliens fly to the scientific or entertaining picnic and, having talked with one resident of the Earth and rolling another, after a farewell “buzz” return to themselves, to the phenomenon of mass abductions of people and intimate contacts.

Inexorable statistics show that in the rotational, that is, with a return, abductions, one tenth of the earthlings are involved. In the return, as a rule, the memory of unusual episodes is blocked. I and American colleagues had to participate in the testing of pioneering methods of memory restoration. The reported information is sensational. They open the true goals of the aliens, one of which is a large -scale activity in the field of genetic engineering.

Then the question arises: where and why is the new ethnic group displayed? And the Moon enters the sphere of search, on which signs of technogenic activity are constantly found. Instead of the usual alien version of origin or, aimed, the genesis of aliens, the facts help to build a new understanding of the pyramid of life, where aliens act as a manifestation of a different, higher, submarine form of life in the hierarchy of civilizations, a form that goes beyond social systems.Trying, basically, to remain "behind the scenes", this form of life is diverse, omnipresent, all -permissive.

Humanity, in the origin of which there are still many ambiguities, from ancient times is controlled and operated by this multi -verse. Having come to such an understanding through the years of searches, delusions, insights, through a frequency of humiliation and punitive measures, I am simply obliged to articulate about all this to you - my brothers in mind.

And first of all, compatriots, in front of the eyes and hearing of which ufological mysteries on Russian land were played out in recent years. But in order to write about it worthy, we need "original, fresh thoughts." Involuntarily, I again remembered this canonical recommendation of Pseudofiniasov. And where to get them? One can, of course, hope, as mentioned above, that reader interest will be satisfied with the descriptions of the contacts of people with aliens - from telepathic connection with unknown sources of information to personal and even sexual communication.

But this is not the meaning of the book. My task is to show that it is not a person to be a “king of nature”, that it is time to realize the presence and dominant role of the Almighty something that coexists and permanently in contact with each of us in a hidden and sometimes obvious form. And I ask me to excuse me in advance for the genre cocktail, because in such a book I can hardly comply with the laws of one genre.

My opus involuntarily turns out to be integrated: artistic, documentary, journalistic, popular science, memoir, essays, with the participation of many characters - from government members to young children. And here I am forced to show how people behave in the face of an unusual problem in the conditions of lack of freedom and freedom too. Dialogues, letters, documents, documents united by the goal were introduced into the narrative - to give evidence -based answers to majestic questions: “Why are they here?

Why are we here? But such that now they don’t notice them. The produced scientific result is in itself both a reward and satisfaction. And losses are the time, strength, health, everything that happened instead of a lively, desired business, and a meaningful life. And such expenses are not visible. And yet. After all my vicissitudes, I firmly know that you can only believe that you see yourself.

What is told to you - even the most authoritative and competent witnesses - there is always a proportion of truth, but you can never relate to their words as unconditional truth. This is just a law: do not want to repeat nonsense, write only about what you saw yourself. I do not want and have no right to write nonsense. But here the case is exceptional. And it is unlikely that anyone is able to embrace the whole variety of a phenomenon towering over us with their nature.

And I have to rely largely on evidence that seems to me the most reliable. Maybe someone will not really like that I interrupt the gradual presentation of eyewitnesses by direct testimony, citing excerpts from their letters or giving the whole letter. No, sometimes I still retell them, I set it out in my manner. But here I am going in line with the good council of a respected writer. Once Alexander Tvardovsky said that it is necessary to teach like this.

To sit down at the table and read students not textbooks, not to reader, but, for example, Gogol. I was also a teacher and deep down and realized that no matter how methodically I was preparing for classes, for example, according to the natural science picture of the world, Vladimir Ivanovich Vernadsky would be ready for my lectures much better, I just want to emphasize that I will give many original texts because their identity and psychologism are not always interpreted.

Despite the fact that this book is about events, at first glance, incredible or at least exclusive, I deep down, I understand that this is not so. The amazing actually consists that there is nothing surprising, there are no events out of the ordinary. Apparently, St. Augustine, who is attributed to these words, was right. I am sure that I can’t reveal the problem completely, she is a bottomless.

But I hope that I can bring myself closer to this and you. And do not rely on the fact that I am from a cohort of scientists. In the word "scientist", by definition of the physicist of G. Lichtenberg, there is only the concept that someone studied a lot of something, but this does not mean that he learned something. The book contains emotions and even my poems, and I can’t imagine how to do without them.

Without emotions, not only the book, but life itself would be poorer, the soul is scarce, and the heart is dry. I dare to hope that the book will contribute not only to the correct worldview, but it will also help survival in the current conditions for the construction of a bright capitalist future in our, as UFOs, to the pain of a mysterious country. Thanks to everyone.

Vladimir Azhazha. March G. somewhere there was this huge world that exists regardless of us, people, and standing in front of us as a huge eternal mystery, accessible only to our perception and our mind. Since I saw both. Let's start with him.That July Day of the year was imprinted at me forever. At five o’clock in the evening, having made a flight of mineral waters - Moscow, I entered my apartment on the Nagatinskaya embankment.

There was no one at home, silence reigned, which in the cities it was high time to bring into the Red Book. But, slamming the door, somewhere outside the nature of five feelings given to us, I immediately felt, or rather did not feel, but simply realized that there was someone else nearby. For some reason it seemed that this someone is in the kitchen. Putting the suitcase, I opened the door to the kitchen and saw the creature.

The man stood one and a half meters from the door in the middle of a small kitchen standard for Moscow panel houses and looked at me. I looked unusual. He looked at me at the same time and at me, and even, perhaps, through me. This effect was created by the eyes - huge, round, with blue pupils.