Unbelievable things are told about Vladimir Kucherenko. He healed Elena M., a mother of two, who was a victim of Chernobyl, from radiation sickness. And recently a witness was brought to him, accidentally, out of the corner of her eye, she looked into the passport of her fellow traveler. This was a criminal, on whose conscience more than one human life. Kucherenko "sent" her … to the past, and the woman looked over the criminal's shoulder again, remembering not only his photograph, but also that a number of letters had apparently been cleaned up.
Ten years ago, I witnessed a unique experiment: he sent a student of the Stroganov School, then a fourth-year student, to the future - fifteen years ahead. And this guy "took" us through his personal exhibition and, in the voice of the master, talked about the intentions, the composition of his paintings. Upon his "return" to the present, the future painter was not given the opportunity to remember anything that happened.
Ten years later, the former student painted with frightening methodicalness the very pictures he spoke of in an imaginary exhibition.
When Volodya Kucherenko appeared at the Faculty of Psychology of Moscow State University - and that was in 1973 - the word "psychic" had not yet become fashionable. "Miracles" were decisively banished from the faculty. But he himself and his friends felt that he could do something that others cannot.
I remember that one student, a great specialist in the history of the Cossacks, agreed to "go" to Stenka Razin and clarify some details of his life. He and Volodya went into another room and returned ten minutes later. But before us stood another person: he became squat and stronger, his face especially changed. It turned brick red, sharp and masculine. He was constantly pulling and correcting something on himself (it turns out, he said later, a saber and pistols sliding on his stomach interfered with him). Before us was the formidable Stepan Razin, and he came to his chieftains for a council of war. It was impossible to look at him without laughing, although he, thank God, did not notice us. But when he slammed his fist on the table so that the table top cracked, there was no laughing matter.
Then he went out to inspect the troops, and his face was contorted with such a grimace of anguish and annoyance that Volodya quickly "returned" him. “Is this an army? - Our historian was indignant. - They cannot stand in the ranks: one half of the horse's body has climbed forward, the other - back. The one is all in gold, and the other is in rags, the backside is not covered …"
What is it? Hypnotic suggestion? At first, we also thought so. But even in his first year, Volodya went to professional hypnopedic doctors. No, they said, your method is not hypnosis, but rather psychotherapy. Psychotherapists also did not take it for their own: they say, our patients do not fly! Finally, one of the ethnographers said: yes, you, brother, are a shaman. Shaman!
I remember in a book I came across a question for an old hunter-shaman: "Were you happy and when?" “When we, young hunters, followed the old shaman for the first time into the smoke hole of the yaranga,” he replied.
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The rapture of flight and the feeling of weightlessness is an obligatory consequence of the psychotechnical procedure developed by V. Kucherenko.
The newspaper "Komsomolskaya Pravda" reported about a woman who flies. And the people around confirmed it.
I ask Kucherenko: how to explain this phenomenon? We are sitting in his kitchen, in the apartment of the Moscow microdistrict Severnoye Krylatskoye.
- What's unusual about that? - he says and easily looks up from the sofa. Then he slowly hangs by the window and does. somersault under the ceiling. I clearly see white socks, jeans slightly frayed on the bottom …
- Fly! - he calls me too. I know that I cannot fly, but I want to fly irresistibly - and I take off rapidly. It is breathtaking, like on a giant swing. Delight is, really, a weak word for a feeling that embraces you entirely …
Are these flights an illusion or a reality? For an outside observer - an undoubted illusion, self-deception, in a word. While I fly, while the wind whistles in my ears and blows my hair, my body is actually resting in the chair. And somewhere at the bottom of my consciousness I feel it.
But for myself and, more importantly, for my body, this flight is the most that neither is reality.
Not so long ago, Moscow cosmopsychologists "sent" a group of subjects on a one and a half month space voyage. It turned out that, surprisingly, the processes of biochemical changes in the blood and body tissues were in full accordance with the data already known from real long-term space flights. In particular, calcium was intensively washed out from the body. Think about this fact! In reality, the force of gravity did not disappear anywhere, but the brain carried out the program of the organism's behavior in a state of prolonged weightlessness.
… It's easy to fly. It's hard to learn how to do this. There are no particular problems with traveling to the past and the future. Memory helps to cope with your own past. Everything, down to the smallest events in our life, from the first movements in the womb to the pillars sweeping outside the train window - everything is captured forever. Any day and hour of a lived life can be restored. It is only important to know the way to the twilight storage of memory. We need a guide like Kucherenko.
He does not at all inspire, does not impose his ideas on patients. It helps to release the enormous potential of the mental reserve capacity. All his tools are himself: his voice, his amazing ability to feel the slightest fluctuations in the emotional state of another person and control it correctly. The latter is especially important. After all, it is not enough to open a new world to a person, you also need to bring him back. Don't let your soul get lost in phantom worlds.
“When I escaped into space for the first time,” Olga T., who was being treated by Dr. Kucherenko for a severe neurosis, told me, “I felt so good and free that I was torn farther and farther from the Earth. I felt -
there is such a merger with nature, the stars and the Galaxies ahead, such an opportunity to feel like the most needed grain of sand in the endless world that you will not want to go back.
Curiosity helped to stop. I suddenly noticed that the stars were somehow strange: small, like sharp needles. Not at all what is seen from the Earth. Finding out why they look exactly like this has suddenly become a necessity, as if the fate of the world depends on it. I turned back.
“The spirit is cursed to be weighed down with matter,” Karl Marx remarked in his time. Moscow shaman Kucherenko, even if for a while, removes this curse. And then the spirit works miracles. For example, the opportunity to visit again in the womb or to feel himself on his deathbed initially occupied him by itself. Curious thing! Then it turned out that miracles can have a beneficial effect on the psyche and body.
Here is the case with the healing of Elena M. mentioned at the very beginning of the article. To take up her treatment, it was necessary to first come into contact with her, but a barrier hindered: depression due to the death of a child who died from radiation. Elena simply did not want to live.
- I will help you die, - with this phrase Kucherenko cracked open the shell of apathy.
“I really died,” Elena later said. - I felt my
the skin, like decomposed meat, flows from the bones. And all this horror I experienced indifferently: it seems to be happening
with me, but I don't care. I wanted to die - and I died. And they stayed: parents, son … And I suddenly felt
how they feel bad without me. Came back to live.
And then it was necessary to restore Elena's body, half killed by radiation.
- To do it was both simple and difficult, - Vladimir explained. - Simple, because I knew what and where to look.
It was necessary in the past for her to find such a "peak" of physical form, such a day and an hour when she felt better than ever. And then it was necessary to catch the "key" to preserve this optimum. Finding the "key" is the most difficult thing. I myself cannot explain what he is, only I feel: there is, caught!
The rest is the concern of the organism itself. He will calculate the difference between a given state of health and a present, painful one. He himself will select and develop medicines that are not available in any pharmacy in the world. To be on the safe side, I am still conducting reinforcing sessions, but the main thing has already been done, the self-healing mechanism has been launched.
And the flights? This is the best preventive measure. You fly - and everything inside you freezes. After all, this is a reflection in the psyche of the training that the heart, blood vessels, and diaphragm undergo. Watching an encephalogram at this time is an amazing activity of the brain, especially its most ancient structures.
- Is your health all right? - asked Vladimir.
He smiled and silently handed out the sheet with the data of the medical examination. I remember the following line: “Before the session - the pressure and pulse are normal. After a two-hour session: the skin is pale, the pulse is not palpable, the upper pressure is -60, lower -40 …"
For "miracles", as we see, you have to pay.
From the book: "SECRETS OF THE TWENTY CENTURY". I. I. Mosin