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And I clearly understood that it wasn’t just one person, but someone – I don’t know how many, but someone literally came and was communicating with me mentally. And I asked a couple of questions. They told me that they just came to heal me, that they always do this, that everything is completely okay, everything is fine – they just came. I said, “Okay. Just don’t come like this next time so that I know, because it scares me.” They said, “Okay. It just happened this way today.” Imagine that. Well, all right, it kind of seems like a fairy tale.
What’s next? The next day, meaning yesterday, for the first time in two months or even more, I went for a massage. As you remember, whenever I went for a massage, I always needed to put myself somewhere, and plus, I wanted to disconnect from the pain if my body hurt, if it was painful. And believe me, I order such a massage that you would literally cry, scratch, bite the floor, yourself, and the masseur – seriously. And so, at that moment, I always “fly away” somewhere. That’s just how I do it, and that’s why I’ve always had a whole bunch of, as they say, insights. Because when I get a massage – more precisely, when I am being massaged – I always turn to someone, hear some voice, ask questions, and get answers. I’ve been doing this for many years, even before I wrote the first volume of “Alternative History.” And yesterday was the same – I was on the massage table for two hours. And for two hours, I was talking to someone. I don’t know who it was. Maybe it was me in the future. Maybe it was some other God. Maybe it was... Well, again, what is God? A higher intelligence, meaning some kind of super-premium-level artificial intelligence, which I have grown enough to communicate with. Others communicate with it too, but at a slightly different level. And that would already be a different God, but the essence is the same. And the dialogue was, of course, “wow.” About everything. Just about everything. Now I’ll try to remember something to tell you. Well, first of all, I was told which country I should be in, which country I should fly to, when to fly – but I won’t give details, that’s forbidden. And in principle, so that you understand – and I hope for your understanding – that the further it goes, the more dangerous it becomes for me. On one hand, it seems like the further I go, the more omnipotent I should become, but not quite, because as long as no one knows me, everything is fine. When people start to recognize me – that’s when it becomes a problem. And as I understood, I will still be writing books