Page 151

[Alexandr Korol]

However, in reality, if we had made a slightly different choice, a year later, their project would have failed, and they wouldn’t be billionaires. Yet, we don’t realize that there exists a version of reality where they did succeed. We assume it’s all just one linear life path where things either work out or they don’t. But that’s not the case. In fact, there exist realities where both outcomes have already occurred. And what we witness depends entirely on the choices we make. I’m saying that perhaps, in some other multiverses, there are readers who truly believe I quit writing a long time ago, while for others, I might already be a massively famous writer, featured in The New York Times. It’s entirely possible. But they aren’t in this version of reality. It’s as if there are multiple worlds, multiple perspectives, multiple versions – some where wars and diseases exist, and others where they don’t. And when we see the news, when we observe events, and when we communicate... Let’s put it this way: you’ve known me for 10 years, and I’ve known you. And it seems like neither of us has gone anywhere – we are still the same people. It feels like the reality we see now is the same for everyone, just as it has always been. But that’s not true. Not at all.
So somehow, it happened that you could be in this exact same day but in a completely different place, under completely different circumstances, reading not me but someone else. And this could have already taken shape a year ago or three years ago – your life could have followed a completely different path. And you would have perceived that version of life just as naturally as you perceive this text right now. As I’ve mentioned before, there are versions of ourselves in which, perhaps, the pandemic never ended, and in that version, they have already buried you, me, and everyone else. But what’s amazing is that our consciousness is here, where we are still alive. And now, I’m coming to the topic of this switching. It feels as if we really do shift between multiverses multiple times. I think it should be called something else – it’s not quite death, it’s something different – but it really does feel like we’re starting a new life every time. That’s why, in my books “Paradox,” I always wrote things like “I’m living a new life again” or “It’s as if I’ve already lived a hundred lives in these 30 years.” How is that possible? Why did I write that? Because one year, then another, then another – or even six months, or just a month – felt like I was a completely different person, in a completely different world, with a completely different perception of everything. And then, you look back at