Dora Lux. Jump. novel. Foreword

Dora Lux. Jump (novel)
Foreword.
We are called travelers to parallel worlds and this novel is about me and my true love, my memories of life in a distant parallel world, another dimension, of a higher order than your 4th dimension. And here I am for the sake of experimenting with love.
I had a beloved husband with whom we studied the manifestation of love and different worlds. We moved through the "tunnels of time", which were very different. They looked like doors that gave us access to other worlds parallel to our dimension at a similar level, and into your dimension I had to jump through the "spiral-shaped tunnel of time." It was a very difficult jump for me and here I was stuck for a very long time. Here, in your 4D low dimension, very different laws are at work. We do not have wars and everyone knows how to love, everyone has learned to love, while you are constantly at enmity with each other and envy, not realizing that everything material is temporary and does not really have such a price. In my dimension, everything was free. We learned to produce everything with the power of thought, we could create everything that we needed for ourselves, so I still can't get used to your low-frequency vibrations and adapt, because there I didn't need money, but here I just can't find a normal job, but this novel is not about that.
In the world where I lived, we obeyed the "High Council", which coordinated everything and submitted directly to the Highest Mind, the Creator of everything that you see and even your world he created. We all live as if in the Matrix and each of its cells has its own laws that are unique for this dimension and have limitations and frameworks established for the type of development that these individuals of this dimension have. Until you grow up to become one step higher. You learn, you learn the laws of love. And as long as you strive for material enrichment, instead of cultivating the spiritual principle in yourself and learning the ability to love, you will remain at this level and only some of you will be able to get into higher dimensions.
So, the "High Council" guided us into which world we need to visit for a business trip, to study it.
And we had teachers to guide us. My loving and beloved husband was my teacher. We were madly in love with each other and studied the manifestation of love. They told each other their feelings. These were experiments. We could communicate with each other both in the usual way and "telepathically" and could "leveled" both through the air and with the help of the power of our thoughts to the desired point in our dimension, although we had "flying machines" but we were them rarely used.
I am writing this novel at his request, so that he remembers me. In order for him to remember who he really is and where he came from. Because I feel very bad without him. I can't live without him!
I was looking for him all over the world, I had to start from birth until the age of 39. I was looking for him in every man with whom I spoke. There were others like him, but still it was not him.
And a year ago I finally met him on the Internet and from the first moment of our communication on Skype, where he called me, I recognized him, but he does not remember me, because this experiment is the most meaningless and difficult. He closed his memory of me. Our experiment was as follows: I will have to do everything in order for him to remember me. This is necessary for the study of love already in this dimension.
But whatever I do here, it’s pointless. He doesn't remember me. My last hope is this novel, because he told me then "Even I will not remember you, but you will write a novel, you will be a writer." All this is in my memory, because I remember almost everything. For our experiment, my memory was not closed. And it is very difficult to remember all your movements and especially about your love and try to reach out to your beloved, but you remember how you made love to him, what conversations you had with him and where you were, your travels in your dimension and your world, which much better than this and how many tears have already been shed trying to reach out to his beloved when his heart is closed and a “key” is needed. Perhaps this novel serves as such a “key”, or perhaps you need a touch or a kiss like in a fairy tale, but here you are separated by a huge distance , you are separated not just by cities, but by countries, and besides, he has a lack of finance and credit, thanks to which he is deprived of the opportunity to travel and visit other countries, but his love of travel has remained from that dimension, which, apparently, he also does not remember. And my task is to remind him with this novel who he is.
My beloved, you are not an ordinary person. You are a scientist !!! And you are my beloved husband, whom I have always admired and have always loved so much, and I remember that you loved me and you needed me. I remember how you often said, “I need you! I love you!"
And you also had a black, elongated car in that world, in which it was like on an airplane. You were driving, and I was next to you and you drove me, because we could not only "levitate" with the help of the power of thought, but we could also move on whatever device we wanted, including a car, sometimes I had to drive a car when you were on "business trips" on assignments that the High Council directed you to. I remember all this and I miss you so much and those conversations that we had then. We discussed our feelings and our movements and it was interesting for me to listen to your stories about your travels, because you were above me in level. You could do much more than I could.
All I want is for you to remember, because life without you has no meaning, because I love you so much !!!


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