Save Our Souls
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– Are you ready to give up the poisons that poison us, from hospitals and clinics where we are killed, from living in concrete boxes and riding in iron cans?
– Yes, – Dinara shouted and looked at the priestess of Light and Goodness, Valeria Johnson, (her real surname was Sviridenko), with fascination.
– I will teach you to talk to your precious yoni (vagina) and generate energy, I will teach you to live in a flow with the universe, I will teach you to be healthy and live up to one hundred and fifty years. Our body has no analogues either in the animal or in the plant world. It regenerates itself and develops protection against all diseases, I will tell you about the treatment with the power of thought and what nature gives us.
Lera Sviridenko, a native of the glorious city of Odessa near the Black Sea, was conditionally convicted of fraud. Having narrowly escaped prison, she met an American of Russian origin and moved to the sunny state of California. Having founded the sect of the Holy Sun, she urged parishioners to donate money monthly to generate solar energy, love and health. Having received several complaints and police records for illegal activities, Valeria has been closely engaged in social networks and promoting her brand "Sunny World" on Instagram. She gave birth to a baby live in her bathroom, which caused a stir and a huge number of followers of the "Life without Doctors" movement.
She wrote two books "Open the sun in your yoni" and the second "Yoni of my soul", created a course on yoni mastery and a master class "Storage and preparation of placenta at home".
Having received a furious response on the social network, entrepreneur Valeria Johnson finished her cigarette and finished a bottle of French red wine.
– These idiots fall for such nonsense; listen to what they write to me, Rob. But most importantly, they buy tickets to my trainings for a hundred dollars, they have a monthly salary.
– Dear, we live in a luxurious mansion, we go to Las Vegas for the weekend, we have full medical insurance, because we have four higher educations for two. If you were poor and stupid, you would also want to get a key to the apartment where the money is for a hundred dollars.
– Not money, dear, but love and health!
Valeria laughed loudly and began booking tickets to several countries of the post-Soviet space.
– You are clever and beautiful, you are nature, you are God, only you can become happy and healthy with the power of thought. Your chakras are open; the life inside you will soon ripen and be born without doctors and other destroyers of nature. Remember, meat is evil. And you don't need fish, dairy products and eggs. Our goal is to eat raw fruits and vegetables, that's what nature wants, it gives us strength and sun, light and reason. Everything created by nature is good; everything created by man will lead to the end of humanity. Work out your desires, feelings, realize the power of your thoughts, unity with nature, and open your yoni towards the sun. Eat fruits and vegetables, drink clean, and spring water and the body will thank you!
– And my next course, which I developed for future and present mothers, is called "Don't let the doctors take your child into their hands", it costs even cheaper now, only fifty dollars, you can buy the course by clicking on my link on Instagram.
Dinara Gafurova diligently performed all the tasks of the guru from the USA. She bought a maternity course, learned books about yoni and every day tried to look not only into herself, but also where Valeria Johnson's inexhaustible imagination and thirst for money taught. Dinara gave birth to a boy in the bathroom, in a removable tiny one-bedroom in a hood on the outskirts of Moscow. Every day she chewed cucumber with all her might and tried not to look at sausages made of soy, buckwheat and rice. Dinara's husband Said Gafurov did not share his wife's hobbies, moreover, every day he complained to his relatives about the quirks and hobbies of his half. Relatives shook their heads, ate fatty lamb pilaf and washed it down with green tea. After giving birth in the bathroom, Said threatened Dinara with a divorce, but felt sorry for the little and long-awaited son. Working as a cook in a restaurant, Said saw the family sleeping only late at night when he returned from his shift. He had to support not only them, but also send some of the money to relatives back home.
Dinara was engaged in self-development and unity with nature. The son was born tiny and very weak, did not take a breast for a long time, turned blue and choked with screaming. Said begged Dinara to call a doctor, but the girl stood her ground – doctors are the biggest evil in the world. Returning from work around midnight, Said listened to the sleeping lump, his son, his baby was not breathing.
Dinara Gafurova was sitting near the doors of the intensive care unit, white as the wall against which she leaned her back.
– Live, live, live! Please, Allah Almighty, Lord, Universe, and Mother of God, just live!
The door of the intensive care unit opened. Dinara jumped up.
– Are you a mother? – The doctor, a woman in her sixties, took off her gloves, a cap, and then she took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes for a long time.
– Doctor, how is my son? Dinara was sobbing hysterically and trying to calm her trembling hands.
– Your son is already well. Stable. He has a postpartum injury. It was necessary to go to the hospital immediately, he had severe anemia, and most likely there was oxygen starvation during childbirth. The child is not registered anywhere. Where did you give birth to him? In Uzbekistan, that he is not listed in the lists of newborns?
– No. In the bathroom. In my flat.
The Doctor looked into Dinara's eyes for a very long time. Probably a whole minute. The girl could not stand it and lowered her head. The doctor sighed and walked down the long corridor towards the receiver.
– Doctor, wait, thank you. Thanks.
– Today your son was saved. Pumped out. And yesterday, the baby died, three years old, also the same conscious raw food eater fed the child to complete exhaustion with pine needles and leaves from trees, the body could not cope with an elementary cold, the temperature did not knock down for several days, they brought almost a corpse here, and took it away after the fact. And we are the doctors to blame; and this so called mother screamed here that her child was killed.
– I won't do it anymore, – Dinara squeezed tears in herself, but they traitorously rolled out of her eyes, painfully burning the skin of her frozen cheeks, – I promise you. Forgive me.
– Is there an education? A job? Specialty?
Dinara shook her head negatively.
– Come to us as a cleaner, you will enter a technical school; I will transfer you as a nurse after graduating the nurse school. We have a round-the-clock nursery here for infants, anyway, he needs to recover for six months under the supervision of doctors, and here you will have work and connection with your son.
The girl nodded vigorously, wiping away the tears that blurred her eyes.
– Thank you, – she bent down to kiss her hand, but the doctor pulled her back.
– That's enough. Pull yourself together. Come with me, I'll give you books to read from cover to cover. Go to work tomorrow morning. We have a nurse on a binge, you will help me in cabinet.
Dinara ran beside the doctor like a faithful dog. She wrote a message to Said on the go that everything was fine, and after thinking for a second, deleted the Instagram app from her phone forever.