Данный перевод выкладываю в открытый доступ в связи с неуплатой заказчика (Валерий - Azrael Earthmann, якобы из Беларуси)(для работы антиплагиата). а также на интерес тем, кто интересуется данной темой. Сам я к ней отношения не имею.
I want to tell you a true story of who we are, where we came from, and what our exhausted soul longs for so much!
It all started when Time was not a butcher and a murderer of the Human Dream, nor did it know Death. Then Time purred nearby like a warm kitten, because it was created by immortal young angels to make meeting each other among the stars easier.
So, representatives of the Human Race (Род – russian) who had arrived from the planet Homeland (Родина – russian) on a huge powerful spaceship did a very important research in the field of biology under the specific conditions of the Earth.
The crew of hitherto unconquerable spaceship got into a trap as a result of a protection shield damage during a skirmish with a spaceship of a hostile Roids civilization, the so-called Grays. It is a race of destroyers and enslavers of worlds.
The young angels could survive the catastrophe and hold out in this situation, but a hard trial befell them: a split took place in the Human Race.
It became possible because several young men betrayed the interests of the Human Race and threw their brothers at the mercy of their Roid enemies. Then the betrayers became the Moon Gods: the Leaders, the Fathers of the superior race.
With the help of the Grays, Celestial Fathers enslaved their Moon Brothers, created the Celestial Empire, then crushed Terrestrial Brothers who were colonists, turned the once flourishing Earth into a global prison, and its fabulous cities into a pile of charred and frostbitten ruins.
Roids, having split the humankind, used computer technology to create a virtual reality with tight biological control on the Moon and on the Earth.
So far, they control the entire biosphere of their captured worlds using an almighty cybersystem called Destiny.
Its name is painfully familiar to every earthling and selenite.
In all the languages it is cursed, feared, and hated.
It rules our planet without any Moon benefits,
and it only favors a few earthlings, but not for long.
Its generators are mounted on the surface of a huge spaceship orbiting the Earth; it is called Moon Rainbow or the Moon.
In the long-gone past the mankind ancestors arrived on the Moon to this part of the galaxy, where they created the Earth as a testing ground with controlled biosphere and climate.
The Moon is an immortal flying Home of humanity, but now it is captured by evil powers and is turned by our enemies into a nest of Death.
It is from there that violence, hatred, madness, an unquenchable thirst for power and total annihilation take the minds of people; there, on the Moon, the Devil lives.
After the victory of the Moon dynasty, or rather its patrons, the power of Destiny over the Earth became boundless.
In this world, nobody can hide from a supercomputer called Destiny, nobody can fool it, and it is merciless to men seeking Freedom and Happiness.
Yes, all that is true; death sent by Destiny catches up with everyone at the appointed time. From the birth until the very death, Destiny operates people's lives through the ubiquitous microimplants – microbes, fungi and viruses.
This filth was created in the Moon laboratories, it is implanted in flesh and blood of the inhabitants of the Earth, and we carry these invisible chains of Destiny within us, from conception till death - our soul lives and dies in the Moon chains!
After its seizure by Roids, life on the Earth is arranged in an outrageously simple way: having accumulated knowledge and electrostatic potential, every living being is to die and to give its electrical soul into the ionosphere from where the electroplasma will be pumped out by the insatiable Moon.
In such a cruel manner the Moon civilization replenishes its information and energy resources. The share of energy received by the Moon using solar, nuclear, and other converters is almost invisible against the background of a powerful bioelectrical flow coming from the Earth base.
That is why for thousands of years an endless war thunders on the Earth, life is just programmed in this way on the flat farm-planet; charge-discharge, die-arise.
Terrestrial "sheep" have no idea for whom they live and why they kill each other, because the gods crippled people, mutilated them: they took away their memory, cut wings of the soul, sinking it in narcotic potions.
Now earthlings’ brains almost do not work. The farmers act in a similar way: they cut the wings of ducks and geese, so that the birds do not fly away to their freedom - as you can see, nothing new, everything is similar.
But not all planet residents surrendered to the smiles of Destiny. They and their descendants lead an unequal fight for their Soul and Freedom.
Despite the complete falsification of history by the triumphant Moon dynasty, even now, some of the earthlings know that Freedom and "human" relationships existed in ancient times too.
These dreamers believe that the chaos of Destiny and its patrons will not go on forever.
Over the past centuries, in an unequal battle for freedom almost all the immortal young magicians were killed, there are no more real heroes left in our time.
In the quiet fire of genocide and mutations the last descendants of the rebels, who fight the tyranny of Destiny and its servants, die.
The world inevitably rolls to the final battle of Armageddon, the Moon God Yahweh and the Grays want to burn the defenseless Earth. It seems that no one can stop the enemies of mankind in the current situation.
But the hope of salvation for the earthlings returns to the world from a small town near the Black Sea, from the Caucasus mountains.
Indeed, near Gelendzhik (Геленджик), in a deep underground city of Tartarus, behind the steel walls, the Prisoner of the Caucasus, the defender of humanity, the Morning Star - Prometheus - is trying to break the chains of his lethargic dream.
For ten thousand years he and his brothers have been suffering in the "gold chains" of the Moon contamination - in a lethargic unrestrained dream. The Power of the Moon locked the young men inside the defeated Phoenix, the rebels’ intelligent ship.
The Earth and the Moon are moaning in the chains of slavery. Can the defeated heroes hear the screams and moanings of their brothers?
They can, and their souls are straining from the Abyss to fill the suffering worlds with the Light of Reason.
Soon the right cup of the scales of the universe will be filled, the Wind of Change will return to the world, the humanity will wake up under the wings of Phoenix and rise from the ashes of bloody millennia!
What for and how the gods "chained" the proud engineer Prometheus
and his companions under the Caucasus?
How to restore your physical immortality?
What can each of us do to return to the perfect fraternal world?
All this you will learn from the Deepest Book - the oldest tale on the Earth!