Is it possible to grow wings in a person using, say, genetic modifications? (Don’t laugh) :). and got the best answer

Answer from Constrictor Engineer[guru]
First of all, it’s impossible.
And secondly, why?

Answer from Did mazaj[guru]
Why wings? ? If you can't fly... How to have a box of vodka and no throat. . :))


Answer from Koroteev Alexander[guru]
Instead of hands? I don't think this will suit...
I don’t think anyone has deeply studied this issue, since there is no sense in sight. Firstly - if not instead of arms, but separately - a radically new skeleton and new joints are needed. Easier to sew on. And secondly, a person’s build is not suitable for flying: his bones are heavy, his breathing is inadequate. Birds are generally quite small for a reason. A person will need excessively large wings and constantly eat in order to move them.
It’s easier to make mechanical ones - you just need an energy source with sufficient specific energy - again, the same situation with energy.
>^.^<


Answer from navigator[guru]
Well, why, gravity and metabolism won’t allow you to fly. Other energy levels, weight, metabolism...


Answer from Angelina Zhirova[active]
Nowadays, everything is possible, except for super powers, but you can add wings to a child who has not yet been born; they can grow, but one question: why? but right now the main thing is to find a cure for rabies, and a cure for Ebola has been found


Answer from Їorn@ya Widows@[expert]
everything is possible!
With the help of genetic engineering, we have already obtained roses with the scent of Calvin Klein eau de toilette, raised pigs without a drop of fat, grown tomatoes with “gills” (the northern fish gene was implanted into tomatoes so that they would not freeze on the shelves in winter), and soon people will have gills and wings to order.


Answer from Lyuda Dm...[guru]
everything grows from the needs of developing habitats... That's how the birds did it. . but through a long process of natural evolution...
The person also had such a need. . and he also mastered the airspace. . and even cosmic sales. . and in a faster way... learned to build aircraft...
albeit by artificial methods, but also in a natural way. . Well, if we assume that intelligence is given to man in the course of natural evolution... evolution just "invented" more quick ways adaptation of living beings to their environment...
/ only she figured that she no longer had millions of years left. . .and is in a hurry... :)) /
but of course, the path of genetic modification is different. . then the ability to fly is inherited...
Although. . and by “inheritance” you can pass on the purchased personal plane to your children... :))


Answer from Andrey[guru]
With such a name and surname, you are already in flight....


Answer from White Rabbit[guru]
1. TODAY genetic engineering is not yet strong enough for this
2. What for? Well, once your wings grow, you still won’t be able to fly! There's a lot that's needed here, from a lighter skeleton and stronger muscles to a more advanced bird's brain!


Answer from Svetlana V. Shchegoleva[expert]
“If you don’t have wings, don’t stop them from growing” (Coco Chanel).
1. You just need to find out where the nearest (working) flying club is located;
2. Take training in skydiving;
3. Become a full-fledged “winged” member of society... 😉


Answer from Magic life[guru]
I just want to laugh xD


Answer from Pavel Gryaznov[master]
Nowadays, even without genetic modifications, everything is possible...

When a mysterious object crossed the sky over Mount Vernoy, Illinois, on the evening of April 14, 1897, more than a hundred residents, including Mayor W.S. Wells, observed him, and subsequently gave testimony.

The press described this event as follows: “...This something was shaped like the body of a large man, which floated through the air and electric light. Its body was definitely black."

Articles and reports from the military and police about “flying creatures” that resemble people in appearance and their physique are quite rare even among anomalous phenomena, although they make their way into the special and even periodical press. A man with wings was once seen over Brooklyn. It happened on September 18, 1877, or so the New York Sun reported on September 21.

Photo of an unidentified black creature with wings on a bridge taken in 2003

It is believed that this is the no less mysterious Mothman

And 3 years later, a similar message appeared in the respected New York Times newspaper: “In the sky above Coney Island, on September 12, a man with wings was seen bat. Its hind limbs resembled the structure of frog legs. It was flying at at least 300 meters altitude and heading towards New Jersey. This creature could be easily seen from the ground."

In 1947, the Russian writer V. Karsenyev told a story that happened on July 11, 1908. It was officially published in his book. There he talks about personal experience life in the Sikhote-Alin mountains, not far from Vladivostok.

“Once in the mountains, during a period of prolonged rains, the rain suddenly stopped, although the temperature remained relatively low and a water mist crept over the river waters. And then I noticed a certain mark on the dirt path.

It stood out clearly against the background of untouched soil and resembled a clear footprint of a human foot. My dog ​​Alpha sniffed the print, immediately bristled, growled and rushed to scour the nearby bushes. However, she did not move far, and then completely froze in place. I stopped and stood still for several minutes. Then I picked up a stone from the ground and threw it towards an animal unknown to me. And then something happened that I never expected.

Another American shot of a creature with wings.

I heard the sound of wings hitting each other as they took off. Something large emerged from the foggy haze and flew over the river. A moment later, this something disappeared into the thick fog. And my dog, frightened, clung to my feet. After dinner, I told the man from Udehe this story. And he began to picturesquely tell me numerous stories about a man who can fly in the sky. Hunters, he said, often met him on their way. The Birdman leaves traces that suddenly disappear." Arsenyev heard a great many similar stories and epics in those parts.

SHINING BEING

One night in 1952, US Air Force private Sinclair Taylor, while on combat duty at the Okubo military camp (Japan), heard the loud noise of a bird taking off (or the sound of wings). Looking into the sky, he immediately noticed the silhouette of a huge bird, clearly visible against the background of the bright Moon. When the bird flew over the private, he became noticeably frightened and disappeared into the guardhouse. The bird paused its flight, hovering in the sky and watching the soldier.

As the bird descended to the ground again, the private noted that the flying creature had a human body. Taylor later recalled: “She seemed to me to be more than two meters tall, if you take her from head to limbs. And the wingspan was not inferior to these parameters. I started shooting at the creature and used up almost the entire magazine of my carbine. Eventually, it began to glide toward the ground. There are no more cartridges left. And when the guard sergeant appeared to investigate the incident, he told Taylor that the same emergency had happened there a year ago.”

The following story about a flying humanoid belongs to soldier Earl Morrison from the security unit. This story reached the ears of the famous ufologist Don Worley, who later interviewed the private himself. Here the incident took place in August 1969 in Vietnam. The First Naval Division was based in the town of Da Nang. Three soldiers at once witnessed an extraordinary spectacle an hour after midnight. The soldiers were sitting near the bunker and chatting casually when they noticed a large bird in the sky: “At first it seemed to us that we were seeing a bird with a large wingspan.

We couldn't make out anything behind the wings. It was something extremely reminiscent of a large bat. The creature reminded me of a woman, a naked woman. I remember we still laughed about it. But it did look like a dark-skinned naked woman. In any case, the skin of this strange creature is moonlight seemed dark brown. And the feathers were also very dark, almost black. And at the same time, this creature was shining, even blazing, giving off a green gloomy sheen.

At one moment it caught up with us. The wings were no more than 2-3 meters away. We stared with all our eyes at the creature, and it calmly glided over our heads, flapping its wings, not making any other noises or sounds.”

THEIR EYES WERE HYPNOTIZING

On January 6, 1948, an adult woman with a group of children observed, near the city of Chihalis (Washington), presumably a man who skillfully manipulated special tools, adjusting the equipment of mechanical wings attached to his chest. At the same time, he moved through the air in a straight (vertical) position.

On June 18, 1953, 3 residents of Houston immediately acted as witnesses that they all saw with their own eyes the landing of an unknown object in the form of a saucer. Three adult men at this hour of the morning were sitting in the shade of a small cafe located on the spacious terrace of a two-story building. It was very hot, and therefore the cafe visitors did not want to go out into the sun from the shady coolness of the terrace.

Then they all turned their attention to an unknown man who was wearing an unusual tight-fitting black and gray jumpsuit. On his shoulders, witnesses clearly saw some wings reflecting a metallic sheen in the sun. This strange person also had a cylindrical, rocket-shaped object. When he, slowly and without fuss, adjusted all this equipment to himself, the humanoid literally melted into the air within a few seconds, like an ephemeral vision.

Still, the most amazing facts are the stories of the Mothmans, who amazed and terrified the residents of the Ohio River Valley in 1966 and 1967. They were observed by dozens of eyewitnesses who swore and swore on the Bible to the authenticity of their words. Witnesses described the flying humanoids as follows: “These strange bipedal creatures had the physique of ordinary people. Perhaps only rib cage looked more developed and stronger than those of humans.

Their wings were very similar to the wings of bats. They folded easily so that they were not even noticeable. They were distinguished by their large eyes, which had a hypnotic effect: very large and shiny. As these creatures flew through the air, we heard a kind of mechanical buzzing. The sound came from them or their mechanics.”

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In September of this year, Khabarovsk resident Dmitry Nikonov and a friend traveled around the Primorsky Territory. While rafting on the Bikin River, they spent the night (not for the first time) in the taiga. However, this time the friends were amazed by the woman’s crying, which was clearly heard from the deep night forest, where by definition no one could be. (website)

Moreover, this cry, chilling the soul (it was more like the screams of a dying person) clearly moved in space, as the travelers determined by ear. Having reached Vladivostok and asking the old-timers, the guys learned that this was the cry of a mysterious creature - an animal with wings, which in appearance and size was very similar to a person.

Many people know about the winged man in Primorye

It turns out that it was described by the famous traveler V.K. Arsenyev, who, as they say, traveled the length and breadth of the Ussuri region. And there is no reason not to trust the records that he wrote about the winged man (this is his definition), since he was a scientist to the core, who did not believe in any mysticism, and at the same time very much valued his reputation as a sober-minded researcher.

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Vladimir Klavdievich wrote that one day he came across a fresh footprint in the snow. This trail looked like a human one, and at the same time it was somewhat reminiscent of a bear (there was something in common). The scientist’s hitherto fearless dog, named Alma, sniffed the mysterious trail and behaved quite strangely: she was clearly frightened of something and suddenly began to huddle at her owner’s feet. And then the researcher noticed that in the nearby bushes some animal began to move sharply, the flapping of wings was heard, and then something like a man with wings appeared above the river. At the same time, the mysterious creature screamed as if a woman was crying or even screaming.

There are many descriptions of this winged man in the dossier of the President of the Primorsky Association of Ufologists A. Rempel. For example, the local tracker Yen Van Shan, who can easily distinguish the cry of any bird in the Ussuri region, was puzzled several times by the screams of a woman, which he often heard in the deepest taiga. It was clearly a human scream, says an expert on the local region, and this scream is so terrible that it makes your blood run cold...

And here is how this winged man was described by one of the soldiers who encountered him in 1944 near Ekaterinivka. The two of them carried food from the village on a horse-drawn cart to the military unit. It was late in the evening. Suddenly the guys saw a huge luminous ball in the sky, which a moment later turned into a man with wings. Having landed, this terrible creature began to emit heartbreaking female screams. The soldiers abandoned the cart in panic and rushed to their farm, unable to feel their feet...

Let us also cite the recollection of hunter A.I. Kurentsov. Having spent the night near a fire in the taiga, he woke up at night with the feeling that someone was watching him. As an experienced taiga man, the man did not even move, but with his peripheral vision he caught something incomprehensible and large falling on him from above. Jumping sharply to the side, Kurentsov noticed that a strange creature, like a man with wings, had flown over the place where he had just slept. Moreover, these wings were huge, very similar to those that bats have.

Fresh evidence of a man with wings

But if all these stories collected by Alexey Rempel have a long history, then the incident that happened with the tourist group of Alexander Lazarev can be called simply fresh. This travel company was recently vacationing near Mount Pidan (they made a small stop) when one of the tourists noticed a hang glider that was strange for these places. Since the video camera could enlarge the object being filmed, the operator, to his surprise, suddenly discovered that it was not a hang glider at all, but a strange creature with wings. But the face of this huge bat was human - creepy and completely implausible...

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Another interesting case from Alexey's collection. Last winter, hunters from the village of Tigrovy in their native Ussuri taiga sat around a fire late in the evening, not far from the lake. At some point, a strange noise was heard from the direction of the reservoir, and then even a woman’s cry. Since the place was remote, the puzzled fishermen took flashlights and went to the lake. What surprised them was that as they approached the reservoir, their dogs began to behave inappropriately: they tucked their tails and clung to the hunters’ feet, clearly looking for protection in people.

When four (it seemed like they had seen everything in their lifetime) hunters approached the lake, they saw in the light of their lanterns near a tree a man (or a child), about one and a half meters tall, who flashed fantastic red eyes, spread his wings, like the membranes of bats , and... flew off into the night.

And finally, the story of Khabarovsk resident Inessa Grigorieva deserves attention. She came to rest with friends in the village of Anisyevka somewhere in mid-January of this year. While walking in nature near the village, she accidentally noticed a very large bird. However, upon closer inspection, the woman felt a real shock: it was a man with wings. And he was approaching... The creature practically hovered in the air above the woman, numb with fear, while his hands, his face and his eyes were motionless. Inessa remembered very clearly these eyes - human and at the same time not quite human: they were so piercing and bewitching.

The man with wings descended, practically flew around the amazed woman, then soared up and disappeared from sight...

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In Primorye, no one can still give a clear definition of this phenomenon. On the one hand, everything can be attributed to hallucinations, nonsense and invention of people, but on the other hand, there is too much evidence of an encounter with this mysterious flying man, and this has been happening for at least more than a hundred years. It’s impossible to attribute all this to some kind of mutant or relic: the period of time is too long, especially since flying people are seen not only in the Primorsky Territory. Then, if you believe the testimony of the soldiers, he appears from a ball of fire. It turns out that it comes to us from parallel world, most likely, like the Yeti, the Chupacabra and other monsters that we cannot catch, much less understand how and why they appear in our physical reality...

All day I was haunted by a strange obsession. Or should we say “another obsession”? Because, to tell the truth, I have them quite often.

But this turned out to be the strongest of all: I had only to close my eyes for a moment - to think about something or even just blink - and a picture would appear before my inner gaze. Yellowish paper and bright colors, but the image was blurry and at first it was difficult for me to see it.

And then I decided not to resist. She sat down more comfortably and closed her eyes.

The picture immediately appeared in front of me in all its glory. The artist has a very interesting style: the contours of the figures are indicated in pencil, and everything else is outlined in broad, slightly sloppy strokes.

It seems that the picture depicted a field of cotton and people picking it, all in bright clothes, and also an almost cloudless sky, the sun... And it smelled of something incomprehensible - some kind of grass and a little bit of nutmeg...

Stop! How can a painting smell?

I tapped the nose of my inner Skeptic and again succumbed to obsession. The figures in the picture looked like ebony figurines, and for a moment it seemed to me that they were moving.

“That summer he went with his parents to India...

Well, everything is clear! What is an obsession without a voice in your head? It sounded like an old record. I even heard the rustle of its rotation.

I opened my eyes - more out of surprise than out of necessity - and the invisible narrator immediately fell silent. Carefully, so as not to frighten off the obsession, I stood up, closed the door of the room, put the cup of tea closer and closed my eyes again. Let him talk. Who am I to interfere?

I mentally looked at the picture again: the figures around the fire were dancing slowly and smoothly... Strange - they had just collected servants!

It seemed to me that I was watching a cartoon, and the voice of an invisible narrator was explaining to me what was happening:

I quickly answered and again, making myself comfortable, prepared to listen. An invisible record rustled...

“That summer he went to India with his parents,” the Voice began for the third time, sighing heavily, apparently gaining patience.

-...A new country, so interesting and mysterious, new acquaintances... But for a child who doesn’t really remember the old ones, this doesn’t matter. The more important thing was that they were going somewhere again. Or rather, they are leaving somewhere, and he will celebrate his birthday next week in an unfamiliar place, without friends, which, however, he managed to make few in his old home, in Africa. The boy was desperately sad and could hardly hold back his tears.

– You will definitely like it in India! Why are you standing there pouting?

India greeted them with heavy rain, loud voices and very colorful clothes of the people. His father took him, still sleepy, in his arms and carried him through the crowd of those greeting the ship: porters, onlookers, loud barkers and sailors.

True, he did not distinguish all this. He saw only the noisy multi-colored sea - its waves parted, letting them through, and closed again behind them. Frightened by this sea of ​​people, the boy pressed himself close to his father and whispered in his ear:

- Please, dad, let's get out of here, otherwise it will swallow us up!

In response, the father laughed loudly - pressing his ear to his father’s chest, you can hear the laughter being born inside him - and also whispered:

– Don’t worry, it won’t absorb you!

Then he suddenly blew into his ear, causing his son to shrug his shoulders and laugh from the tickling sensation in his head.

And then they walked and drove somewhere, and the boy fell asleep again, lulled by the road, the multi-colored sea and simply the movement that arose around by itself, without any of his desire.

The next two days passed in the usual bustle for the family: setting up the house, getting to know the neighbors and the new home itself. We celebrated our birthday outside in the garden - very beautiful and a little noisy. He was given many gifts, including a new friend - the Irish setter Carrie.

But now the house has been settled, acquaintances have been made, and the world is filled with the usual bustle that always accompanied the work of his parents. Mom was teaching the students. Father... well, the name of what he does is hard to pronounce. The son only knew that dad was building and designing something. He always imagined that his father was building palaces for kings. The parents were always busy, and the boy was left to his own devices for most of the day, which suited him quite well: after all, the child also had a lot to do.

Having woken up early, even before breakfast he climbed up the ladder into the attic, and then through the attic window onto the roof. The parents should have seen... (In fact, of course, they did, and the father had long ago built railings on the roof and strengthened everything that could be strengthened.) There the boy surveyed his possessions - where and what new things had happened overnight. After all, the night is so long... or is it so long? He was still confused about definitions. Moreover, like any smart child who constantly travels around different countries and cities, he was also confused about the definitions in different languages.

As always, it turned out that everything had changed overnight and there was an urgent need to check how much, especially since Carrie’s faithful squire and just friend, the setter, was already waiting for a walk. You just need to have breakfast.

and, God knows how, she got to India (at first he was sure that the wind brought her, like Mary Poppins), she absolutely couldn’t keep up with him and was terribly upset when she lost the boy again. Parents, accustomed to their child’s ability to instantly disappear but always appear on time, had to calm down the nanny and drink brandy. In the end, her father decided that his supply of brandy was not unlimited, so Susan became her mother’s assistant and at the same time something like a maid.

Waiting for the boy in the kitchen was Beatrice, a tall black woman whom he secretly considered a very powerful witch (she, in general, was one).

That day, he quickly devoured breakfast (as usual, without even realizing what he was eating), grabbed a package of sandwiches and hurried away.

- Atta him, atta! – Beatrice’s cheerful shout overtook and overtook him already at the door.

She always saw him off on his way like this.

The goal today was interesting, as always. A hill appeared in the east, near his favorite ruins, and the boy urgently needed to find out whether it had always been there or had grown up overnight.

– Of course, it grew overnight! This often happens here,” Bea said with an extremely serious look at breakfast.

– Are you sure you’ll decide to go there on reconnaissance alone? Maybe it would be better with one of the adults? – the mother asked out of habit, knowing in advance that her son would go and not take anyone with him. The boy is already an adult and is not afraid of anything.

Mom looked to Beatrice for support. But the wise sorceress nodded to her reassuringly.

Bea has been with them for a long time. He was not yet born when the black woman appeared in their family. And she always knows everything. Including where the most necessary things go, which, you see, is very important when constantly moving!

And now he and Carrie were already flying towards the hill. He was flying, he loved these moments most of all - when you can run against the wind, your legs become so light, one more step - and you seem to soar above the ground!

He had already climbed to the top when he saw their.

Lying on the grass, having already caught his breath and sharing sandwiches with Carrie, the boy looked down in fascination.

There was a valley, and in it there were many dancing people.

They seemed extraordinary: very beautiful, looking like creatures from fairy tales - elves or fairies, only with dark skin. On their heads are scarves of the most bright colors. Despite the fact that it was morning, twilight reigned in the valley and a fire was burning.

Having folded large shoulder baskets around the fire, people danced - easily, almost without touching the ground with their feet. And this dance without music, and a fire, and everything else sent shivers down the boy’s back. One of the women took a step, then another, a smooth turn around herself, a wave of her arms - and now she no longer had arms, but wings, and she took off...

– Did you see it, Carrie?! Did you see this too? – he whispered excitedly in the dog’s ear, pulled back, and then leaned down again, peering.

Now the next dancer soars into the sky, this time it is a man, then another and another, and after a couple of moments there is no one left on the ground around the fire. Fog falls over the valley. Dense and thick, like gray wool, it hides it literally before our eyes, in a matter of seconds, and only the dim light of a fire reminds of the mysterious dance.

Turning over on his back, the boy looked up at the multi-colored floating figures. They are so high that they seem like ordinary birds, but he is sure that there, in the sky, people (or who were there?) continue their beautiful and bewitching dance.

- And, of course, no one will believe me... Except Bea - she definitely should know! Her skin is the same color.

Carrie sneezed in agreement. The dog was probably very surprised too, which is why he lay so quietly.

- Mom, can people have wings?

- Certainly!

– Do they appear when a person becomes an adult, or do you have to be born with them?

– Wings give a person love and joy.

In the kitchen, Bea had already prepared milk and chocolate chip cookies for him. Resting her cheek on her hand, she waited, as she waited every evening, for the boy to come and tell him how his day went and what he saw new.

– You’re kind of quiet today. Did you see something strange or were you just tired?

- Bea...Have you ever seen winged people?

- I saw it.

– Do you also have wings? – the boy asked, not daring to tell her about what he saw in the valley, as if those people didn’t want it.

And for some reason it seemed to him that if he started talking, the bright colors would fade, like in an old painting.

- Eat. Everyone has wings. They are simply hidden deep in the soul and you need to be able to straighten them out. The color of your soul is the same color as your wings.

Bea grinned slyly, turned her back to him, and suddenly the boy saw her wings - thick of blue color. It was as if he had taken off his dark glasses, like the ones he had once borrowed from his dad to wear.

“You just didn’t know how to see them before.” Not everyone can do it.

- And I have these too? Can I let them out of my soul, like you?

- Don't know. Time will tell.

Time has shown...

The boy grew up. He saw wings on many people, but his own were somehow in no hurry to appear, and he simply spied on others.

First he came across funny girl with disheveled, funny hair sticking out in different directions. In fact, it was her hair that caught my eye first. And then he noticed her companion, who was telling her something. They stood on the balustrade of the palace in the ancient park where our grown-up boy loved to walk. Her wings were iridescent and transparent, folded like a cape; his is a thick black color and very heavy, but not threatening, but rather calm, simply catching the eye, like all saturated colors.

And one day he saw gray wings that looked like large pieces of dust. He thought that the owner of these wings, the dark-haired young man, who was sitting on the ground, leaning against the concrete support of the bridge, something must have happened. And so it turned out: this guy lost his memory. He now lived under the bridge, and from then on our hero began to visit him often.

Sitting by the window in a cafe during heavy rain, he saw an elderly couple walking with a large umbrella along the embankment. Both had bright amber wings. People stayed very close to each other, and it was impossible to understand where her wings ended and his began, as if they shared one big sun cloak.

- This is the unity of souls! – he envied then.

And his mathematics teacher, a respectable gentleman in a gray suit and with a constantly stern gaze through thick glasses, had wings of a frivolous blue color interspersed with white. Like the sky with clouds.

When his sister was born, his mother returned from the hospital with emerald green translucent wings. And my father had been sporting terracotta ones for more than a year, which looked as heavy as those of that guy from the park.

“I wonder if those who wear these wings themselves know about them?” - he thought.

It’s easier with his parents - he just asked them without hiding. It turned out that they did not know what decoration their soul had awarded them.

His friend from under the bridge knew. He shrugged his shoulders - he thought that everyone had them, the owners had just forgotten about them. And he realized as a child that those around him, for the most part, do not notice other people’s wings, even if they step on them.

One day our hero met two girls leaving the hall slot machines, where he himself often looked. In one, with translucent rainbow wings, he recognized the girl from the park, and in the other, silver wings also shimmered with a rainbow border.

– good friends, very close,” he decided.

But the longing for wings finally settled in his heart when he saw a girl with pearl-white wings. She passed by, and the melodic chime of either silver or crystal bells was heard.

- It happens? – he muttered, dumbfounded for a moment.

“It’s her earrings that are ringing,” muttered a friend standing nearby from under the bridge.

That same evening, at his house, they got drunk.

Or rather, the friend got drunk - either in longing for a lost memory, or because of something else, he did not want to tell. But our hero was not affected by hops at all. The friend had been sleeping for a long time, and he was still smoking by the window and conducting a silent dialogue with the stars, fate and a couple of spirits who accidentally overheard the conversation.

– Can’t sleep? - the friend muttered in his sleep.

- Yeah. I want wings. From India, you know?

- Certainly.

The friend, swaying, got up from the sofa, went to the window and with a sharp movement tore off the curtain. He shook it, raising a cloud of dust, and tied it around our hero’s neck.

- Here are your wings! And let me sleep peacefully - without your mental groaning!

- There was a telepath on my head! – he snorted, shrugged his shoulders and left the room.

Improvised wings trailed behind him like a dusty blanket. And again, as in childhood, he climbed onto the roof - only this time of a different, three-story building and for a different purpose. He spread his arms, took a deep breath and took a step down... onto the canopy of the second floor, where he had a kind of “nest”. There our hero fidgeted, getting comfortable, stretched with pleasure until his bones crunched, stretching first his arms, then his legs, arched his back like a well-fed cat, stretched his wings to the limit...

He jumped to his feet and tried to look behind himself, jumping funny. Wings! White, like the girl with the bells!

A crazy thought, knocking politely, appeared in my head and immediately took up all the space.

- Why not?

And, spreading his wings, he stepped - this time from the roof...

His friend was just looking out the window to shake the ash off his cigarette, and sarcastically asked, looking at him, swearing, getting out of the bushes:

– What, the glory of Icarus does not give you peace? You're flying too low!

– Is it even possible to fly on them? Or is it just a detail of clothing?

– It’s possible, only from a higher altitude. And they protect well from rain.

I opened my eyes, stretched and mentally thanked the obsession for a good fairy tale. Wings are wings, why not?

Sometimes they can just be given by a good friend. Even if you don't ask him about it.


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Did you know that the appearance of Wings also occurs in the energy bodies of people when the chakra petals open and intersect?

As consciousness improves and the fields of chakra petals merge into a single white flower, wings merge into two huge wings capable of protecting the spiritual body.
When certain chakra petals open and intersect, wings of knowledge, wings of kindness, wings happiness and common wings of freedom.
The Wings of Knowledge are pressed to the back and emerge or grow from the central point of the chest. In shape they resemble sharp wings of a gray beetle (steel) color.
Characteristic of a person who has embarked on the Path and is awakening to Spiritual Life.
Such a person is purposeful and driven by a thirst for knowledge.
Wings of Kindness extend beyond the outline human body and resemble the wings of a bee. They are translucent and emit a golden color; characteristic of a person with a mature soul. A zone of spiritual comfort is created around such a person and everyone feels warm and cozy.
The Wings of Happiness appear only after the first two have appeared and their shape resembles huge, transparent, blue-tinged butterfly wings.
The spiritual body with the manifested Wings of Happiness is very similar to the images of fairy-tale elves. Knowledge and Kindness dissolve into some new form of fields; however, at the initial stage, all three pairs of wings are clearly visible.
The Wings of Freedom unite and dissolve in themselves all the subtlest spectra of field energies
previous wings. As consciousness becomes heavier, all previous energy fields can again become visible. The Wings of Liberty are huge and match the shape of the images of the wings of angels in Christianity.
The color of the Wings is milky white, however, there are many shades. So, sometimes one wing differs from the other in size and shades of white. The birth of the Wings of Freedom is typical for highly spiritual people, messiahs and prophets."
Sit in a comfortable position, in a quiet secluded place. Without extraneous noise and eyes. Before this, strengthening the energy this place candles, flowers, incense. Turn on quiet angelic music. Relax and start meditating. Create an image of large white Wings that glow with a dazzling golden-white light. Visualize your spine. Fix the point from which your Wings will straighten. Then mentally straighten these Wings. Feel them, imagine their whiteness, texture, volume. Bring this image to the feeling of your back muscles, feel that you are moving your Wings, wave them a little. Now try using them.

Wings - protection from energy vampires

  • 1 way:

Wrap your Wings around your entire body like a blanket: in this way you will protect yourself from energy vampires and receive additional protection during epidemics and any diseases.

  • Method 2:

You can cover yourself and other people with Wings (from one person to even an entire area filled with people, it all depends on the strength of your field). Feel how the Wings cover each person and touch him. It is used in the psychic attack of energy vampires and suggestions on large masses of people.

  • 3 way:

If you sense an energy vampire among those present, but cannot identify it, sharply open your Wings to their full extent. Imagine how the Wings emit bright Divine light. The energy vampire will begin to squint, blink heavily, and his eyes may water.

  • 4 way:

Cover the person you want to comfort or calm with energy Wings. He will feel your protection and calm down.
Develop the Wings of your soul. And may they bring happiness and prosperity to the whole world.