Gatso stopped, inhaled a little air and began to explain to us: “Look, Ljuba. I do not want to deceive you. I never lied and now I do not want tell lies too. His condition is very bad. Only one thing makes me happy. I can see that there is still a little energy that I feel on his fingers. And now… This disease is not being cured by two or three massages. It’s such thing as if you press when iron cable went. He is in the same situation. The nerve in his brain, which transfers the command to the body, blew out. Now, the body does not understand what it has to move. I hold out little hope for his recovery. But I can sincerely say that I’m glad to feel a little energy that still passes through his body. And this smallness is a high rate for me. So, listen to me. It is ever so much easier to ride a horse to your house that to make you bring him to me. I’ll visit you 15 days until he walks on own legs”.
As soon as he said this Mikan began to nod saying first words: “Yes, yes, yes,”
As a child, he began to speak and we shed tears of pure joy.
At that moment Gatso turned and began to talk to him:
“Listen to me, Mikan, I know that you understand me. Is that so?”
Mikan nodded and again says: “Yes!”
It was amazing to us.
Mikan, I’ll tell you about something that very few people know in this world. This is records which have been remained from my great – grandfather. It will be strange for you to hear it, but you have to know that it’s all true!”
Gatso went into another room and returned with an old notebook.
“Mikan, here is recorded everything. The human brain works by four to seven percent and of phenomena – up to ten percent. Look, everything that burned out, these four to seven percent, can be replaced, corrected and cured by these exercises and my work. This work is exactly as if you take a log at fifteen centimeters in circumference and with your bare hands make a hole through it. It’s not easy, but you have to be stubborn and have to believe, because when a person believes, then everything can be understood in this world”.
Then all of us thought about him – God, he is an extraordinary man!
My Mikan’s eyes shine. He nods head when saying only one: “Yes!”
“Here, my Mikan, there are exercises with which the human brain can evolve to such a size that this person can only look at the other and that the head will split as if someone threw a bomb into it. Check this out!”
Mikan was sitting on the bed and the three of us are sitting at the table.
“You, the three people, keep this table as strong as possible.”
We grabbed and held it and Gatso just reached out his hand and moved it. And some force moved us and the table for one and a half meters. We all sent chill up our spine and Mikan began to laugh. Gatso moved his hand again and we went back to the place we were. We examine the table. Maybe something was caught somewhere that moved us. But we do not find anything. And he laughs and says:
“What’s, do not believe me?”
“We believe, but it’s amazing, Gatso!”
“Well, well, then you’ll have a chance to be blown away and just to believe me even more.”
He stretches out his hands and… a bottle from the middle of the table rises up itself and pushes the rakia down over the glasses for all of us. He did not touch it. My eyes saw this. We left him being happy and pleased and, my God, a little excited. After that he began to visit us. If you could see how he worked with Mikan. What unarticulated sounds were heard, but the results quickly became visible. A couple of days later Mikan began to pronounce the words and could move more and more. All of us were amazed at his recovery.
As I said a little earlier, my son is a doctor. He told his friends, who are doctors too, about the miraculous recovery of his father. It’s normal that they did not believe him. One day my son asked Gatso whether he could come with other doctors who wants to meet him and see how he works.
Gatso asked him:
“Son, do they believe in what you told them, don’t they?”
“I swear, grandpa Gatso, we all are still the doctors and we do not believe in anything except medicine,” – answered the son, lowering his head as if he was ashamed to look into Gatso’ eyes.
“Well, sonny, good. Call them, they’ll believe! “
It was the fifteenth day of Mikan’s massage therapy at the hands of Gatso. On that day, a sheep was slaughtered and many things were prepared to meet the doctors and to treat Gatso, of course. And my Mikan already walks and says a word by word. It was still difficult for him to walk and hard to understand, but he tries. Just on this day Gatso was finishing his massage when we heard a car drove into the yard. There were my son and other doctors. There are five of them. We opened the doors and went out to meet them. I’m cooking food and Gatso sat next to Mikan on the bed. They have already reached the threshold and wanted to come in. Then Gatso gave a wave of his hand. The doors are open, but they can’t enter the room. Hither and thither, but in no way as if someone has put an invisible barrier or glass. I do not know how else to say.
Then Gatso laughed and said:
“What’s, my friends doctors?” Do you believe, don’t you? Does such a thing exist in your medicine? Come on, let’s come in,” – so he said and removed the very same hand, which waved to them.
A senior doctor marked himself with a sign of the cross to this miracle and they entered saying hello. Having viewed the improving the health of Mikan, in their eyes one could notice respect for Gatso. They sat down and began to eat lunch. Dr. Rade asked if he really has such a record that describes how to activate a part of the human brain that is asleep and if he is ready to donate these records to medicine so that it works to the good of humanity.
Gatso smiled and asked him:
“And are you ready to cut off your hand and give it to someone, not someone who needs it, but someone who wants to abuse it?” The human thirst for power, strength and wealth has no limits.” No, mate, I do not have the intentions of one person who would receive this force and could raise it up to the level of the power of the Lord.”
There was such a silence that one can hear thin pipe of gnats, as if the plane had flown by.
My son first came to his senses and asked him:
“Grandpa Gatso, do you want to show them to us, can we see these records out of curiosity?”
“Uh, sonny, if I gave you all my notebooks, neither you nor anyone else in the world could make out any recipe without my formulas. Everything is written in code form. Every code is like the other and always shows another word or has a different meaning.”
“Could you show us the same thing with a table when my people were by you?”
“You do not believe again, do you,” – he said, – “and so Jesus said to his disciples: “I tell all of you with certainty, if you have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, “Move from here to there”, and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you”[3]. Well, hold fast to table.”
We gripped it and Gatso started moving his hand. And all of them moved around the house together with the table like flies, but not people who weights under one hundred kilograms and more. After that we were taking lunch together. Gatso stood up, said goodbye to everyone and left, and we stayed to discuss these and other events. And it is clear that we talked only about him. One of the doctors said:
“Oh, come on, he is an old boaster.”
Then my Mikan stand up, he brought his hand down with a smack on the table and said very quietly, but everyone could hear him:
“He is not bouncing, he helps”
Look at Mikan – he can walk and talk, as if he