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Revelations of the Spirits of Alexander Grin, Maximilian Voloshin, and the Mystery of Karadag
Revelations of Alexander Grin and Maximilian Voloshin
(Retelling and analysis of the mediumistic session of the Alcyona Project, April 26, 2026)
Part 1. The Story of Alexander Grin (Sasha)
Hello, friends. In life, I was called Alexander Stepanovich Grin. But for spirits, surnames aren't that important. Call me Sasha.
You know my books. But you don't know who I really am or where my cities came from.
Let me start with the most important thing, which I never spoke about during my lifetime. Not because I was hiding it — simply because I didn't have the words for it back then. And there were no listeners either.
I came into the life you know from the 18th level of spirit. That is an angelic level. Max — he is now at level 18, and I was at level 18 before incarnation. But I left at level 15. I did not fully fulfill the plan. Why?
The reason is older than you think. Several decades before my birth in Vyatka, in the Middle Ages, in Europe, I had another earthly incarnation. I lived in a well-off family — my father was a shoemaker. He gave his entire business and all his inheritance to another son, my brother. And I was left with nothing. I left that life with enormous resentment — toward my father, toward my brother, toward the injustice of the world.
And I carried that resentment through death. It entered my next incarnation — into the body of the son of Grinevsky, who became Grin. And I never managed to fully overcome it. I thought I had worked through it. But no.
When in my life things didn't go well with my father (even though he helped me), when I was tormented by unsociability, withdrawal, rejection of what was happening around me — it was that same resentment striking from within. I did not accept life. I closed myself off. And that lowered my soul from level 18 to level 15.
But I am not alone. I had a companion in spirit — Max. Together we underwent our last incarnation before Earth. It was on another planet in our galaxy. We lived there in subtle-material bodies — not quite spirits, but not dense bodies like yours. And together we decided to come to Earth. The two of us.
We had a common plan. We wanted to leave a legacy for humanity. I — through the world of the soul, which no one can take away. Max — through the power of the spirit and helping a person to reflect on the eternal.
I was meant to show you that there is another world. Not the one with dirt, hunger, indifferent faces, and heavy boots. But the one you can create inside yourself. And live in it, even when everything around you is falling apart.
My cities — Zurbagan, Liss, Gel-Gyu — I did not invent them. That word is too light. I recognized them. They arose inside me like "a distant fire beyond the fog," like "the sound of a bell across the sea." I would look at the dirty pavement, at the rain — and suddenly a gap would open between the houses. A passage. And I would enter there and see a city that is not on any map.
This is not memories of another planet — "planet" is too crude a word; it requires distance, weight, diameter. This is the land of the soul. The place where your soul remembers that it was not made for a cage.
I wrote about flight not because I loved to fantasize. I wrote about flight because I felt heaviness too keenly. And because I knew: matter can yield to spirit. A person is endowed with the wondrous gift of flying — not mechanically, but because he will remember that he is more than he has been allowed to be.
"Scarlet Sails"? That idea came when I looked at my wife Nina. I saw in her Assol — a girl dreaming of her life. And I understood: nothing is impossible. A miracle rarely comes by itself. More often, it needs your caring hands. The most important thing in that story is not that Assol waited. It is that Grey acted.
This is my textbook on wish fulfillment. I wrote it for you.
Now about what you didn't know. Cancer, hunger, that humiliating telegram to the Writers' Union — yes, it happened. And it was a consequence of my own rejection of life. I did not accept what was happening until the very end. That is why I left early. But I hold no grudge against the world. I am guilty myself — that I could not fully follow my own precepts.
I am now at level 15. Nina, my wife, is above me. We have seen each other. Max is above me — he is at level 18. He can visit me, but I cannot visit him. Still, we communicate when necessary. Right now, during this broadcast, such a need arose.
What do I want to leave you with in the end? Do not let the world convince you that a miracle is a childish mistake. The world loves to say, "Be practical, look at your feet." But a person does not die when they have little money. A person dies when their inner horizon is taken away.
Keep your inner Assol safe. And become Grey for others when you can. Do not accept the world's rudeness as the final truth. And always leave in your soul a place where one day a ship with scarlet sails can enter.
Part 2. The Story of Maximilian Voloshin (Max)
I am Max. In life, I was called Maximilian Alexandrovich Voloshin. Sasha has already told you about our levels, about our shared subtle-material incarnation on another planet. Let me add my own part.
I entered Voloshin's incarnation from level 18. And I left at level 18. My task was not to raise my level, but to complete the work. For angelic levels, that is normal. I succeeded. But not without losses.
You know my house in Koktebel. You know that I hid both Reds and Whites, that I said: "I stand alone among them, praying for both the one and the other." But you don't know why I ended up there and why I stayed.
When I first saw Koktebel, Karadag, that profile on the cliff — I recognized that place. Not because I had been there in a past earthly life. But because I was brought here. The profile on Karadag is not a coincidence, not a play of wind and erosion. It is a sign. The intelligent forces of this land — call them plasmoids, the guardians of the place — created this sign so that I would not leave. So that I would stay and become a guardian of the space.
And I stayed. My house became a refuge. Everyone came to me — both those who killed and those who were killed. I did not give consent to enmity. Because enmity always wants reciprocity: "Call me your enemy, and then I will exist fully." I did not do that. I saw in each person — a human being, even when he became a beast.
I left the Masonic lodges not because I was disillusioned with the knowledge. The knowledge there is great. I left because I saw politicization and manipulation at a high level. I was seeking truth, not power.
Steiner's anthroposophy? It gave me confirmation of what I had already vaguely carried within me — in images, in stones, in poems. It helped me realize that Christ lives not in a church formula, but in the becoming of the free human spirit. But I translated this into my own language — the language of poetry and watercolor.
You ask me about palmistry. I didn't like the word "fortune-telling." The palm is not a schedule of the future. It is a trace of the path. When a person gives me his hand, he shows not the line of life, but the map of his struggle with himself. I would look at the palm and had to fall silent inside. The palm does not speak in words — it speaks in the tension of the skin, the direction of the lines, in how a person offers his hand, how he trusts, how he hides his pain. This is not clairvoyance. This is meditative listening.
Now about what still hurts. I died in 1932. The medical cause was a stroke. But the real cause — I could not bear what was happening. I saw my friends being simply destroyed. Executions, terror, hunger. And that broke my inner balance. My "disharmonious state of soul" accelerated my death.
I am not saying I lived my life without mistakes. The duel with Gumilyov? My misfire was not because higher powers intervened. It was because I did not know how to shoot. No one had taught me how to pull the trigger. Gumilyov shot off in some strange direction — probably he didn't want to kill either. We reconciled 12 years later, just a few months before his execution. I approached him in Feodosia, extended my hand, and said: our past is no longer relevant. We shook hands.
What would I say to you today, in your time, when there is war again, when again you are forced to choose sides? I will say the same thing I said in life, but now directly: Do not become servants of decay. Build, shelter, bring together — do not divide. Do not believe in easy naivety. Do not be afraid of difficult love.
When the world tells you, "Choose a side" — choose neither the herd nor the fury. Choose the vertical. Because only a person with an inner vertical can pass through the storm and not become its instrument.
I remain the guardian of Koktebel. The profile on the mountain is still there. But I am not only on the mountain. I am wherever you remember that a person cannot be reduced to evil. Even when everything around you says the opposite.
Part 3. Resonant Lifetime Statements
The quotes below from the works and memoirs of contemporaries show that the revelations of the spirits do not contradict what Grin and Voloshin said during their lifetimes — rather, they deepen and explain it.
3.1. On miracles and "miracles made by one's own hands"
| Revelation of Grin's spirit | Resonant lifetime quote |
|---|---|
| "A miracle rarely comes by itself; more often it needs your caring hands. The most important thing in that story is not that Assol waited, but that Grey acted." | "I understood one simple truth: it is about making so-called miracles with your own hands. (...) But there are no lesser miracles: a smile, joy, forgiveness — and a timely, needed word. To master this is to master everything." (In Scarlet Sails, these words are spoken by Captain Grey, in whom Grin expressed his own credo.) |
| "Do not let the world convince you that a miracle is a childish mistake." | "One morning, in the sea distance, under the sun, a scarlet sail will flash..." — Grin describes the miracle not as fantasy, but as something that should and can come true. |
3.2. On flight and the "Shining World"
| Revelation of Grin's spirit | Resonant lifetime quote |
|---|---|
| "I wrote about flight because I felt heaviness too keenly. Matter can yield to spirit. Man is endowed with the wondrous gift of flying because he will remember that he is more than he has been allowed to be." | In a conversation with the writer Slonimsky, Grin argued: "There is nothing implausible about the fact that a person took off and flew... man undoubtedly once knew how to fly and did fly." |
| "My cities — I did not invent them, I recognized them." | In The Shining World, Grin puts into the mouth of the inventor Crookes words about flight: "Dream is inevitable here; only its stirring arabesque will suggest with the clarity of insight what animates pure flight... Let us remember how we fly in our dreams." |
3.3. On the nature of creativity and the "land of the soul"
| Revelation of Grin's spirit | Resonant lifetime quote |
|---|---|
| "This is not memories of another planet. This is the 'land of the soul.' The place where your soul remembers that it was not made for a cage." | Yuri Olesha recounts Grin's words: "It is not a person who flies — it is the soaring of the spirit!" Grin insisted on the symbolic, not literal-fantastic, meaning of his images. |
| "I was meant to show you that there is another world. Not the one with dirt and hunger." | "When the soul conceals the seed of a fiery plant — a miracle — perform that miracle for it, if you are able." |
3.4. Voloshin: "verticality" and the position "above the fray"
| Revelation of Voloshin's spirit | Resonant lifetime quote |
|---|---|
| "Choose neither the herd nor the fury — choose the vertical. Only a person with an inner vertical can avoid becoming an instrument of the storm." | In Voloshin's poem: "And I stand alone among them / In roaring flame and smoke / And with all my strength / I pray for both the one and the other." |
| "When the world tells you 'choose a side' — do not give consent to enmity." | "Art never addresses the crowd, the masses; it speaks to the individual person, in the deep and hidden recesses of his soul." |
| "My house became a refuge. I sheltered both the one and the other." | Contemporaries wrote that Voloshin did not choose a side; his house was open "to meet all roads." Marina Tsvetaeva called him "the living one about the living." |
3.5. Voloshin on the "profile on Karadag"
| Revelation of Voloshin's spirit | Resonant lifetime quote / testimony |
|---|---|
| "The profile on Karadag is not a coincidence, but a sign. I was appointed guardian of the space." | Voloshin himself wrote about this in verse: "My profile is sculpted by fate and winds" — leaving room for both poetic metaphor and real mystery. Contemporaries called him "the great Pan of Koktebel," "the genius of the place." Sergei Shervinsky wrote: "A fortunate concept: genius of place. Here Max created himself, his world, his home." |
3.6. Voloshin on Freemasonry and spiritual quests
| Revelation of Voloshin's spirit | Resonant lifetime quote |
|---|---|
| "I left Freemasonry because of politicization. But the knowledge there is great." | Voloshin's poems express this deep reflection on the spiritual path: "Your God is within you, / And seek no other / Neither in heaven nor on earth." |
| "Anthroposophy confirmed what I already vaguely carried within me." | In his poetic philosophy: "There is no substance — there are vortexes of force; / There is no solidity — there is the tension of streams." |
Conclusion
The lifetime statements of Grin and Voloshin gathered here show that the revelations of the spirits do not contradict the earthly legacy of the writers — rather, they offer its deep metaphysical decryption.
Grin indeed spoke of "miracles made by one's own hands," of flight as something that man once knew, of the "land of the soul." Voloshin indeed lived by the principle "I pray for both the one and the other," was called the "genius of the place," and wrote poem-treatises on the nature of the universe.
What is new in what the spirits bring through this contact is not a refutation of biographical facts, but an explanation of their true cause: angelic levels, karmic traumas, subtle-material incarnations, signs from the guardians of places. Biographers described what. The spirits explained why.
The main conclusion: if one believes this contact, then Grin and Voloshin are not simply "brilliant writers of the Silver Age," but two angelic beings who descended to Earth with a mission — one who stumbled partially, one who partially fulfilled his plan — and who continue after death to remind us of miracles, of the vertical, and that "a person does not die when they have little money, but when their inner horizon is taken away."
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