A sensation!
The first Russian edition of Wolf Messing’s personal diary. The intimate notes of the great extr asens e and prophet, whom people call a “miracle worker,” a “seer,” and even a “Messiah.”
The previous book of Messing’s memoirs, “I am the Telepath of Stalin,” became a bestseller and broke sales records. But even the most sincere memoirs have no such value as a diary—because diaries are written many years after the events, when details have already faded from memory, and a memoirist inevitably embellishes, keeps silent about, or distorts something in favor of their changed views.
A diary is far more honest, since it is not corroded by time. In his personal diary, alone with himself, Wolf Messing could be as open as is impossible in any memoir. On these pages, he could ask himself the most confessional, the most frightening questions:
What is my gift— a blessing or a curse?
Where do my superpowers come from— from the Almighty, or from the Trickster?
How can I live with this burden of inhuman responsibility?
Who am I— a false prophet without a Homeland, or the true Messiah?