Since Thiaooubians are the most superior race, their hermaphrodite bodies allow them to experience at will both male and female sexual sensations at the same time, which gives them a much greater range of sexual pleasure than if they were mono-sexual. Thanks to this their fluidic body can be at its best, which manifests itself on their beautiful faces that look more feminine than masculine.

After reading these lines for the first time, all that I saw was what I lost and, it seemed, could not have in my life. I learned that sex is not only not a sin, as some people on our “Planet of Sorrows” believe, but it can also improve our health if we have it with a person of the opposite sex, with whom we have love and spiritual affinity.

Another truth that Thao revealed to Michel was the fact that people easily forget. For many years to come, I would discover and rediscover this truth, because if I remembered what Thao taught Michel Desmarquet and us in the third chapter of the book “Thiaoouba Prophecy”, I could make the right decisions in those distant years…

All this time I also tried to regain my health. I went outside from time to time, but I could not walk for too long because of problems with cardiac arrhythmia and the accompanying panic attacks. As for masturbation, the habit was so strong that even the fact that I knew that my Higher Self “saw” me, and maybe even Thao, could not outweigh the insatiable sexual needs. I had multiple moments when I simply could not function normally, because I could not stop thinking about sex and there was nothing else in my head. Masturbation to pornography helped temporarily clear extraneous thoughts from the mind.

One of my biggest “sorties” was a trip by metro to a store with cloth paint. After reading in the book that combining the colors of clothes with the colors of certain points in our Aura can improve our health, or keep it in good condition, and it is also essential for our good mental balance, I decided to try to dye my white shirt with the colors that I saw in those two layers that I saw around my head and body, still mistakenly believing that they were my Aura. Additionally, I was able to see two more levels, yellow and bright green, coming after dark blue, when I looked at my hand for a long time against a black background. So, I looked for four colors: purple, dark blue, yellow, and bright green. The trip was not easy for me, but I made it, although I could not find all the required colors. For the rest I went to a paint shop located near the Kursky railway terminal, which I knew well, often traveling from it to the village, and often visiting it while working as a courier. I found the colors I need. A cute young girl who seemed cheerful was working in the store. Smiling, she showed me the right shelf with cans. I noted then that I would really like her if it was not for the specific spots on her face. I still refused to learn that the most important thing is not appearance, but what is behind it.

At home, I printed a sine wave that I used to draw a pattern on a white shirt. The resulting pattern kind of looked like leaves. During my painting, a pigeon flew onto my windowsill. The bird had one of its legs always clenched into a fist – a clear injury for the rest of the life. I felt sorry for the feathered one, and I crumbled him a bit of brown bread into a plastic container where used to be butter. He eagerly pecked everything and flew away to return again on the next day, and then he returned again and again.