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Words of love can no longer be spoken to you…
Comrades, November 14, 2010
On Saturday, Svetlana Levashova, the wife, loyal friend, and comrade of Academician Nikolai Levashov, was brutally murdered in France. It is so painful when insignificant individuals manage to kill intelligent and kind people who serve as an ideal for everyone else...
Saturday, November 13, 2010, became a black day, a terrible and tragic day for all of us. A day of mourning and sorrow. A day when we all became orphaned. A day when the enemies of humankind tore the brightest Person from our ranks. The best and most worthy of all living people.
On this day, the enemies cruelly and coldly killed Svetlana Levashova, the beloved wife, loyal friend, and steadfast comrade of Academician Nikolai Levashov. Vile and cowardly inhumans struck at what is most precious! Indeed, inhumans, for only cowardly and vile creatures destroy women and children when they cannot cope with men.
Reason refuses to believe what has happened, but the heart is frozen. It knows and aches with unbearable pain and longing. Grief came unexpectedly. Svetlana told us in her “Revelation” that those who hate everything living and bright on Earth destroy the best people first. And now she is no longer with us. A person who, with love and compassion, brought us the words of Truth, Wisdom, and Understanding, so that we would see the Light, strive for it, and fight for it.
Farewell, Svetlana! Bright, brave, and steadfast Person! You showed us the Way and helped us find the Truth. The memory of you will live forever in our hearts. We will do our best to be worthy of your life and struggle...
Dedicated to the memory of Svetlana
Nikolai Levashov
Words of love can no longer be spoken to you,
Your heart no longer beats.
You can no longer look into your eyes,
And you will not see your reflection.
Enemies have blown out your heart from within,
And blood no longer flows through your body.
And life, drop by drop,
Is rushing into the bottomless cold.
You were a light for me,
And with this light, you warmed my soul.
And suddenly it became empty without you,
And darkness enveloped everything with a black shroud.
Enemies could not bear
That you fought against them like a warrior.
You dreamed of living on,
You dreamed of seeing the light of victory.
You did not seek benefit for yourself,
You gave your life, drop by drop.
And the most important thing for you was
That life would continue to flourish.
You helped me in many ways,
You brought much to people.
You illuminated their path with a spiritual light,
And with this, you saved the lives of many people.
This summer, the enemies thwarted their plans.
They wanted to destroy the Motherland,
And take millions of lives,
And kill the Russian soul.
The world's unholy forces are afraid of the Rus,
They dream of killing the Russian soul,
And establishing slavery in the world,
And ruling, drinking blood.
The enemies failed this time,
And you also prevented them from doing so.
The unholy forces have been enraged again and again,
And they unleashed all their anger on you.
Unable to reach me,
They decided to take it out on you,
To the fullest extent,
So that later they could watch me with a smile.
To watch me suffer,
And how, secretly from everyone,
I shed a tear from my eyes,
And curse those black ones.
They will pay for your death!
And they will long remember the day,
When they dared to do such a thing...
I will leave only a shadow of them.
I will not abandon our cause,
I will gather all my strength again,
And, despite the black slander,
I will bring the matter to victory.
That victory has a name – Light –
Your name is the name of that victory!
And you lit a dawn for everyone,
You lit it... even as you faded away...
Nikolai Levashov, November 14, 2010, 2:42 AM.