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Our film crew went to Kraljevo for searching this amazing person. Zoran was behind the wheel.

“You have to believe, Marco, my friend was in Kraljevo by one bioenergetik Miki,” Tanya told us. – She had been suffering from a backache for a long time. Physiotherapy and all possible medications did not help. Suddenly a video was found on YouTube, as I could remember it was called “Bioenergy is God’s Gift of an eccentric with a stick.” Yes, I think it was called so. Marco, look at the YouTube, if it’s called wrong, then I call her and she’ll tell us. She was interested in the name “An eccentric with a stick.” She watched the video and decided to call.”

“It would be nice if it was he, then we’ll find him easily,” – said Zoran.

“She told me that this crank was massaging in some old house. At first it was scary, but when his massage was over, she saw that there was nothing left of her pain”, – Tanya finished her story.

In one of the roadside cafes, while we were drinking coffee to take a break from the long road, Marco took out a laptop and started searching. He quickly found the right video. We watched it during one hour and seventeen minutes without stopping. We paid attention to every saying word. Much was clear, but not a word was said about the development of the brain to unimaginable boundaries. This topic was of particular interest to us. At the end of the video there were phone numbers, which we recorded and went on.

“Friends, we are paid well, but I think we are going to catch a spirit with butterfly net” – commented Zoran.

“Why do you think so?” – Tanya asked.

“Look realistic: medicine, economics, agriculture, technology and all other sciences are so developed, it’s impossible to describe, and we are looking for a person who has a formula for brain development. Stop, Tanya, I beg you! The human brain is read in and enlarged by magnetic resonance by a hundred times, but no one, including the most modern medicine, has been able to find a formula yet, how an uneducated or semi – educated person could do this?!”

“We can, of course, confirm fully the accuracy of your words, but there is something else. Think that if humanity remains in this position, since it is really real, but on the other hand, one thing is inconspicuous in the eye, which in fact is a solution for the tremendous progress and development of science and all of humanity”.

“Stop, Tanya, what a trifle, what progress? It’s nonsense!” – Zoran began to resent, furious, fully convinced of his rightness.

“You, Zoran, are indescribably stubborn.” You look one – sided, like many people who do not want to see and listen to someone whom you think is not worthy to say anything clever, because you have not finished institutes like you”, – Tanya continued to argue with him.

“Stop it! – Marco shouted, stopping the car, which he drove after the rest. – Is it possible that you quarrel and argue over something, which is only a guess? As for this task, we will be well paid for it and let’s work it out as best as possible. Of course, it must be without any disputes and discussions.”

We continued the way, discussing other topics, and in the evening we drove into Kraljevo. The room was taken in the hotel “Gerdan”. Some people told us that it is only a few kilometers from the house where this eccentric with a stick works. While waiting for dinner we decided to call Miki – bioenergetics, because of whom we arrived to arrange a meeting. Among the other guests who had a quiet dinner, at the next table sat a very elegant gentleman and lady – the chief cooks of this hotel.

Marco dialed the number.

“Is this Mr. bioenergetic Miki at the phone? Yes, yes, of course. I try to thou, – Marco continued the conversation. We want to know when you have time to take us in. There are three of us, we arrived today… No, no, we are here not for this, wait a minute, oh, wait” – he put his hand on the phone and said that he was ordering a massage for all of us for tomorrow, and then continued to talk to him. – “All right, Mister Miki, then I’ll see you tomorrow at eleven.”

The conversation was ended.

“My God, look at my palms! They were really wet, as if I had taken the hands out of the water. – I’m a journalist, cameraman, a reporter and I’ve so confused… As if I have forgotten to speak. This has not happened to me since my early childhood.”

“Ha-ha-ha!” – Someone laughed, and we all as if at a command looked at that direction.

The elegant gentleman at the next table was the one who laughed and just he stood up and headed for us.

“I’m Ciggo, the owner of this hotel. He shook everyone’s hand and met. I see that you are not local people and do not know Miki” – his words sounded more like a confirmation than a question. We nodded our heads. Did you get a session?” – He asked Marco.

“Yes, he prescribed a massage to us at eleven tomorrow, although this was not our intention… Oh well, and we agreed only to make any contact with this person. In fact, we quite casually heard different stories about his grandfather, who lived in Montenegro. They say that he owned some strange forces. To make sure we went on his trail and ended up here. We came here and decided to try his massage and to find out if he will tell us about what interests us the most”, – Marco explained the reason for our presence.

“I’m sure that his healing massage will be both pleasant and useful for you. People from all over the world came to me. They were sick, bent, paralyzed. He massaged them all, some three, some to five times and more, but I, believe me, have seen the wonders. Many times people who were brought on stretchers left the place on their own feet, happy and contented. One day at the end of November a woman with a seven-year-old son came here. I’ve noticed that it was hard for her and came up to her. She told me that her son could not go to school because of a lack of communication. I did not know what it was and then she offered to ask her son something.

I asked him: “What’s your name?” And he only said: “ah-ah, what’s your name…” And so on any given question – he answers: ah-ah-ah and repeats the question… I did not know what to say to this and how to console a poor woman. I began to tell her about people who came here to me from all directions and how many miracles they saw when they left happy and contented, and in fact medicine did not give a single percentage that they would be cured of their diseases. From these words the woman’s eyes shone. She asked for the phone number of the taxi order to get to Miki. The time of the ordered session was approaching. At that moment I decided to drive her and see what this crank could do in this case. I suggested and she agreed.

In the car, a woman told me that Military Medical Academy in Belgrade made an analysis with the help of electromagnetic resonance and found an unused nerve center on the cerebral cortex of her son. I thought then: “Oh, my dear, maybe you have come here in vain. No one in the world can help your child.”

We reached Miki and he, having completed the patient’s reception, met us. He looked at me, at the woman, approached the boy and hugged him softly. He probed the body and stopped his hands on his head. I saw how he moved them along it. Sweat rolled down his face. A few minutes later he released the child, stroking his hair gently and turned to his mother.

“Listen, – it sounded indescribably quiet as well as all the next words he said, – wherever I went through your son’s body the energy, that God gave him, passes without any problems. Then the woman wanted to say something and I thought that this man does not understand anything…Miki waved his hand slightly and the words seemed to petrify her lips. All the functions of his body are in order. There is only something on his head. There is one center on the cerebral cortex that does not transmit the commands from the small brain to large.”

At that moment, a breath was heard from the woman’s chest as if someone had thrown a huge weight on a blacksmith’s furs. I was taken aback. Did I hear correctly? This man showed that his fingers are achieving what modern medicine has achieved with the help of electromagnetic resonance.

“Buddy, I’m not angry, but you were twice a source of negative energy for this child,” he said quietly to me.

I blushed and was ready to fall through the ground, but he again turned to the woman and continued the conversation with her.

“Madam, come to me tomorrow to twelve and in the morning go to the church service, there is the monastery Zhicha here.”

“Tell me… – she began her question, but he stopped her.

“Mistress, please remember and thou. Speak freely, as if we have known each other for thousands of years, like old friends.”

“And the same he also said to me. I was just taken aback, – Marco put in.

“I just do not know if I can, but I still want to try! – The owner of the hotel continued his story. – Mrs., the recovery of your child depends on this in many respects.”

His voice sounded so pleading, as if depended on her decision he by himself needed the cure, but her child.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Really, I want to do everything for his health, but I’m afraid to make a mistake, because this condition is achieved by years of work” – she began to explain stammering.

“Try it!” – Answered Miki and went to meet the next patient.

“You did not answer whether there was a chance of recovery?” – She turned to him when he was already at the door.

“Everything is in God’s hands and everything will be as He says. I can only tell you – the brain is the most wonderful machine that can develop to unprecedented borders and opportunities, but until tomorrow I can not tell you anything more.”

And I must say that this woman did everything as he told her. I know that she brought her son to him for several months. Always, when he had a lot of people, she stayed overnight at my hotel and we could talk about his wonderful treatment. In the end, a little more than a year later, her son was not only recorded at school, but also, he became one of the best students. So, dear guests, and believe me, it does not take a day that someone enters my hotel and goes to him for a massage.”

The telephone rang, he answered and, waving to us, went away and we again were left alone.

“I just do not know what to say…!” – said Zoran mistrustfully. It is as if people know what we are thinking about and what we are looking for and tell us about interesting history on this topic.”

“Old people say: there is no smoke without fire,” – Tanya an swered him.

“Yes, Tanya, you’re right, but look at the truth… It’s just unrealistic at the moment!”

“Is it really possible to be so indescribably stubborn?” – Tanya asked angrily.

“Come on, I beg of you! Good God, Marco, why did you not take someone more intelligent, but anyone who believes in any primitive tales?” – Zoran asked in an irritated tone.

“Indeed, if you continue in such a way I’ll call the director” – threatened Marco. – Really, even here, in a cafe, where all of us can be heard, we will show our lack of culture. Let’s go easy, everyone to his room. We will see what tomorrow will bring us.”

“To be honest, I’m looking forward for tomorrow to meet this crank!” – Said Zoran, slightly offended by Marco’s words, because he counted on his support.

Everyone went to bed, each with his own thoughts.

Near the monastery Zhicha[4] next to Kraljevo, the magnificent hotel “Gerdan” is located. Probably because of clean air and fatigue from a tedious journey we slept soundly, like lambs. We were awakened by the kind staff of the hotel. Morning coffee with breakfast completely renewed our strength. Cheerful, as if there had been no quarrel between us last night, we were calmly planning to go to the Zhicha monastery. A little walk and then we’ll go to the ordered session. The owner of the hotel explained the easiest way to find Micki and we went. The beauty of the monastery can not be described in words. It is necessary to feel, absorb this spirituality and realize the centuries that this relic radiates.

Then we went to Miki. Navigation does not help here. Streets, that are not entered on any map yet, can be found only if someone is asked about them. Many times we stopped passers – by and finally we reached our destination. The house is old and near the house there is a stream. The ground floor is built of bricks and the upper one is made of wood. It reminds us of the old times when people lived at God’s discretion, without doctors and pills. Meadows and a beautiful forest were the decoration of this ancient house. On the other side, there are sheds and another wooden structure. The previous owners kept cattle in it. Everything exudes the fragrance of the past. From the bridge to this wooden house a concrete path is made, which is decorated with various colors on both sides. Later we learned that the construction of this concrete path was helped by the friend of Sarah, who lives and works in Switzerland. She came here for a massage. The path reached a small terrace. On the terrace there is a bench, a table and a bed.

“Good afternoon” – we greeted the man who was sitting on it.

“God gives you health,” – he replied.

“Do you also expect a massage from Mr. Miki?” – Tanya asked.

“No, daughter, I have already finished. I decided to sit down here, smoke a cigarette and wait until he massages my wife.”

“Tell me, did you like how Mr. Miki massages?” – Tanya continued the conversation.

“Listen, daughter, you can contact me as you want. As to Miki, I can say that he does not like when he is called a master. On the one hand, it’s not bad, because here you couldn’t feel excessive respect. We are all alike. Rich and poor, beautiful and ugly – we are all made from flesh and blood. About massage I can say that words and praise are not enough. It is necessary to experience this feeling in order to judge objectively.”

Our conversation would continue, but at that moment the door opened. An elderly woman came out followed by Miki. They greeted us and then grandmother and grandfather left.

Miki called us and we entered a room measuring about thirty square meters.

“Sit down freely, I’ll be back in a few minutes,” – Mickey said and went away.

We look around… On the walls, there are old paintings and several Miki’ diplomas. To the right of the door there is an iron stove and in front of it there is a table with neatly arranged clean glasses and some kind of wooden vessel with several bills, five or six eggs and as many apples. A bed and a large TV stand in the corner. To the right of the TV there is another bed and, finally, a corner sofa on the edge of which the locker is made. There were towels, bedspreads for massage, bottles and jars with different ointments in it. In the third corner, there is an electric stove and a fridge, and next to it there is a massage chair. On the left side to the very doors a wooden display case stood. Cups, plates and other dishes are neatly arranged in it. In the middle of the room there is a device and immediately behind it there is a massage bed.

“I have to ask you – does this look like a clinic of the person who helps so many people and is able to develop brains to unimaginable boundaries?” – Zoran turned to Tanya sarcastically.

“To be honest, I’m not impressed by what I see, but what is that is, now we’ll talk to him and see what he tells us.” I do not know why, but I still believe this person.”

The quarrel began again, but the door opened and everyone fell silent.

“So, none of you three came for a massage,” – Miki said. “Well, nevertheless I’ll massage you and at the same time we’ll have a little talk.” Come on, undress to the waist and lie down here “ – he was referring to Zoran. He pointed out how to place the head and legs. You know, Zoran, why did I choose to massage you first?”

“I do not know,” – Zoran replied, shrugging his shoulders and removing his knitted shirt.

“Lie down, I’ll tell you everything calmly. – Zoran lay down and Miki put an ointment on his back and began to talk. – Actually, I should be angry with you because you directed your negative energy towards me.”

It was possible to guess which expression Zoran had. It was lucky that at that moment it was already in the opening of the table and nothing was visible.

“And my grandpa Gatso used to say: “Because of stupid Nikola do not ever abuse St. Nicholas!” Now I will explain to you why I understand you. At each step hundreds of herbalists and healers and they promise to do this and that, they say that almost dead people are being resurrected from their graves. In the end, when you take away money, all promises evaporate. Therefore, I understand your attitude towards me. You should succeed in this business, because you have some subtle instinct that guides the truth, and, in spite of the complexity of the task, it will always lead to the goal” – he turned to Tanya.

“Quite right! – Said Marco. – That’s why the director decided to send her with us in the group.”

“I see and I know that you came here with the intention of reaching some information, but not massage,” – Miki said, and they thought that before them there was a prophet who from their subconsciously reads everything they want to know. I’m not sure if I have time to tell you something while I’m still here, because in about fifteen days I’m leaving for Germany to help my friends there.” They come from Russia, but live in Germany. You see, almost every day people come to me for a massage. Patients will interrupt us, but I’ll try to combine everything, – Miki explained massaging Zoran. Keep in mind, if I start talking about my grandfather Gatso, it will not be a short story for a couple of hours. You will have to spend here much longer than you planned. Therefore, I suggest you move here, so that you do not spend money on the hotel. No luxury, but you can sleep and you will have a feeling that you have returned at least one century ago. The most important thing is that you will be at hand and, when you have free time, we can continue our story. Many times I wanted to write a novel about my grandfather Gatso, but it never worked out – it takes a lot of time, and I do not have it at all. I dedicate every moment to patients who come to me. Therefore, I will be glad to share this story with you. It will satisfy your curiosity and thus I achieve the goal – to publish a novel about my grandfather.”

“Mister Miki…” – Marco tried to ask something, but he interrupted him:

“Marco, Zoran, Tanya – so I’ll turn to you without undue honors and ceremonies!” I ask you to ask me the same way. “

“Can you at least explain why do you insist on it? All the people in the world like respect and a sense of superiority in relation to the rest, but are you different?” – Marco asked.

“Imagine a man who is able to give you enormous wealth, so he can take it from you. In order to enjoy the grace of this wealth you must observe certain rules that this person has established. Also, me and all the Electors gifted with strong energy. I am a sincere believer. Only a person, who is given from God to help other people, is aware of how great this gift is. As a true believer, of course, I pray to the Lord. In prayers to God I use to thou. If I thou the Lord, how couldn’t I thou other people and raise them above the Lord or how can I demand this from others and thus raise me above the name of the Lord? This is the reason, because He, who gave me this gift, can take it away. Also, if a person gives someone wealth – he can ask him to return it.”

“Miki, we now understand everything. We will try to observe this by all means, – Marco confirmed. I wanted to ask if there is a possibility of installing cameras that will record all our conversations – then it will be easier for us to make a complete story.”

“You can, but they should not be aimed at the massage bed – I would not want to disturb the privacy of patients,” – Miki said patting Zoran and allowing him to stand up. Now tell me, did you like the massage?” – He asked Zoran.

Bending his fingers Zoran said excitedly:

“Firstly – I am obliged to apologize even with all possible apologies that exist in this world, because I was really skeptical and distrustful. Although, we’ve come here for different purpose. We found out that your grandfather was clairvoyant. I saw it was passed on to you, because at once I felt my negative attitude while Tanya was always on your side. Secondly – I was treated by many physiotherapists and bioenergetics. None of the bioenergetics has ever touched me, because in this way the merging of our energies took place. For the first time in my life I’ve felt such things – the hands were warm throughout all massage. With every touch of your hands I felt as more and more weight decreases, as well as spasms that accumulated over time. Congratulations! I really feel myself as if I’m hovering!”

“Now it’s your turn!” – Miki pointed at Marco.

While massaged he began to talk about it, that all the time was hanging in the air. About the same I asked Tanya at the time we entered this room.

“Look, mate,” – he said pointing to the table with glasses and a wooden bowl of money, eggs and apples, – “there are the fruits of my work.” Yes. Yes. This is what you see. I had six massage sessions before you came! No, no, I’m not saying this, so you’ll think I’m expecting a fee from you. – in fact, we thought at that moment – I said this, as if I explained to you that sick and not sick people come to me. I help them as much as the Lord gives me and people, though times are heavy, leave what they have. Someone has a couple of eggs, and someone has apples or other fruits and vegetables. Some people give money, as much as they can. Important is that I have never asked anyone for money, no matter how severe the disease was. Many times I made medicinal ointments for many people. It happened that the grasses I bought were more expensive than the amount they paid me for the ointment that I made from these herbs, because I do not have time to gather them of myself. But what to do? This is of little importance. It’s important to help people.”

“For what diseases do you make ointments?” – asked Tanya.

“Basically, for all diseases for which medicine does not have a solution: sand and stones in the kidney and gall bladder, prostate gland, Escherichia coli, psoriasis, allergies, asthma, pressure, stomach ulcers and a number of others. Believe you or not, my grandfather left me, besides many others, a prescription for ointment to treat cancer.

“Is it possible?” – All three asked in disbelief.

“This is possible, because I’ve already experienced it on two patients. I gave it to one person from the outskirts of Novi Sad. He had thirty – six metastases in his lungs. Some of them were up to thirty – five millimeters in size. Doctors discharged him from the hospital with the words that there were left from twenty to twenty – five days of life. His niece came to me for medicinal teas. Starting to drink them, he immediately felt himself better, and after a couple of days he already got up. For twenty – three days, to the amazement of all the doctors, he recovered fully. The second person is from Germany, but by descent from Russia. His cancer was in the spine and the pain was unbearable. Last time, when I was in Germany to massage and treat people, I took teas with me to treat one person. They were meant for a friend who came to Germany from Moscow, but the teas failed to pass. She already flew the day I arrived. The teas stayed with me. I told Marina, our common friend, about this and asked: weather she somehow can send them to her. Then Marina asked to give tea to her father, who was diagnosed with cancer in the spine. She said that she does not expect any success, but she wants just to try and to ease his pain. According to doctors, the body became immobile and it took seven to ten days to live. I replied that I do not want complications, as he probably will die, and we both can be blamed for this. Marina begged me to try, because no way of treatment did give the results: “Miki, this is his last chance. Nothing helped. Don’t you give him the last chance to recover? Something broke in my soul, and I, paying no attention to the risk, gave these teas. Marina prepared them and, according to the recommendations of my grandfather, he began to drink. On the first day after taking the first portion of tea, the pain subsided. Every day he felt much better. On the fourth day, at my own peril and risk, I did not want to accept the morphine that had been given to him earlier. On the seventh day he got up and leaned on the furniture for the first time after several months went to the toilet. On the tenth day he did not lean on his feet. The fifteenth day: he called a taxi and went to the hospital so that his doctors examined him. The doctors were shocked when they saw that he had completely recovered. In a few days, I again go to work in Germany and with myself I will take eighteen orders of tea. If the treatment is successful in all eighteen patients, like those of the two, Sasha, my Russian partner, will issue patents for these teas and we will regularly sell them all over the world. Believe me, this was the desire of my grandfather and I will try to implement it with all my strength. Think, how many people have cancer? Imagine their happiness, when they learn that they can be cured of this evil disease!” – said Miki enthusiastically.

His joy was not about the money that he would work in this way. He was happy with the happiness of the cured people.

“I know all this could be realized, but I also realize the huge danger that threatens me. I feel, but still I can not pinpoint what it is” – finished Miki as well as with a massage Marco.

When he massaged me, the two of them stepped out on to the terrace. Immediately after me a woman came, and after her a man. During their massage we agreed among ourselves that we will stay overnight with him. We will have several hours to install cameras and microphones so that at any time in the whole room we can monitor his work. Honestly, his massage was something most pleasant for the human body, but we also concluded that he never touched on the theme of his secret brain development. When Miki finished the last patient’s massage, we agreed with him already that we would stay the night and start installing the cameras and sound system. He agreed to go home for dinner, then he would finish the remaining massage session and then he begins our story.

While Miki was away, we quickly installed cameras and microphones, checked their work. All succeeded.