Word gradually filtered to the west via a Pravda article that made it on to the internet. Meanwhile, there had been a short piece about him in Nexus Magazine which had stirred up a huge amount of interest.
On the trail of our documentary project on 2012, Project Camelot decided to travel to Russia to find Boriska and capture his testimony on camera. It seems we were the first westerners to have made the journey. On 8 October, we were privileged to interview him with his mother, Nadya, near Moscow where Nadya had brought him to attend a special school for gifted children. They live in a small one-roomed apartment. The father is absent. -- Bill Ryan
We headed to pick up Boriska and his mother from Moscow... with the traffic it took over an hour. When we finally rolled up outside the high rise older apartment building where Boriska is staying they were nowhere in sight. We spent a few minutes in the parking lot when we noticed a gangly youngster peeking around the corners of the building at us... and ducking away when he saw me looking.
He wore a backwards red baseball cap and an impish expression I could see even at a distance. After a moment I realized this must indeed be Boriska... and when his mother appeared she waved us over to meet him. He had run behind the partition and was apparently experiencing a bout of shyness... I quickly went around the corner and stuck my hand out with a smile... telling him in English everything would be ok. He took my hand and smiled sweetly. I knew we would be friends.
Later, during the interview, Boriska exhibited all the signs of a young boy becoming a teenager, reluctant to express more than was absolutely necessary... waving away the details as things he spoke about in his youth, now his mind was on other things. This life had taken a firm hold and no more did his eyes shine with the memories of his past life on Mars or even Lemuria.
In spite of this, his charm and impish personality shone through as he patiently waded through our pragmatic adult questions. His eyes roamed and his imagination searched for more stimulation than provided by this small room with little furniture, crammed with adults and cameras... He squirmed to escape to his video game where he played an Avatar, part cat and part superman... scaling walls and outwitting enemies at every turn.
He was bored with us!! But earnest and polite to a fault.. unusual for a boy of 11. He spoke about the wars that caused the end of the Martian civilization, how they tried to turn Jupiter into a 2nd sun... with what purpose is unclear. He was surprised in the most humble way, to learn that his professor friend, Vladislav Lugovenko, remembered well an incident where Boris tapped into a dangerous event that happened on his way home in the subway. When he arrived home, Boris asked him about the thugs who had approached and threatened him... when the professor had said nothing. "You are a telepath", I told him. "Not yet"... he modestly replied... with a small smile, wise beyond his years, careful and delicate.
When asked what he thought of the humans on this planet he sighed quietly then said he "did not like to speak bad about people".
The understatement said it all. What must he really be seeing through those wonderfully clear eyes? This is not so much an interview as an exploration of the place and time that this 11 year old boy finds himself in, with some surprise. He talks of the future waters coming to inundate Moscow, in 2009, matter-of-factly... Will he survive? Will his mother? He shrugs... survival is not so important, he seems to be saying. Life is what matters. Living in the moment... fully and completely awake.. this is what matters when you are an eternal being. -- Kerry Lynn Cassidy
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