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[Alexandr Korol]

Well, everything about the circle is clear now. So go ahead and look it up again, since I keep coming back to these steps. This is the Flower of Life – read about it again. Watch a documentary about the Flower of Life, where it appears. And also read about what the magic circle is, once again. And everything related specifically to the circle: sphere, ring, orb. For now, at this moment, this is where I’ve stopped.

What else can I comment on? The truth is, we can now clearly fix the idea that when we exist in different worlds, we are also different versions of ourselves. So, the Alexandr that existed from March to September – that was one Alexandr, and now he is gone, can you imagine? He’s completely gone. Now, I am a different Alexandr. And this changes every time, but people don’t notice it. Before, I could sense it too, but I didn’t even understand what was happening to me or what it meant – I thought it was just something natural. But now, as I delve deeper into everything, as I define these boundaries, the details become clearer, and all these mysteries about how the world works begin to unfold. And not just for me, but also for others, since I now have the right to write about this in my books. So right now, I really am different – I am in the world of earth. As if before, I was either in the underworld or in the sky, and now I am here, in the world of earth. And that completely changes my perception of reality and myself. It’s like an entirely separate, different world, which is the paradox. Physically, nothing has changed – I’m wearing the same sweater, I have the same hairstyle – but I am completely different, and everything now feels different. I’ve always felt this since childhood when it happened, but I never knew how to explain it. I understand now... This has always happened, so let me give you an example from seven years ago. It’s easier to illustrate with the past rather than confusing things with the present. Seven years ago, purely theoretically – though I’ve written about this in my books many times – imagine that out of nowhere, for no reason at all, I suddenly realized that five of my friends, with whom I used to be close, just no longer felt relevant to me. Maybe I argued with one of them, maybe I didn’t want to respond to another, maybe someone forgot about me. As if, under different circumstances, all five of these people were simply erased from my life. They still physically existed, of course, but it was as if I no longer called one of them as often, or no longer exchanged