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[Alexandr Korol]

well, we were literally discussing how, when I write and express something, I seem to connect to something, or something enters me — you can call it whatever you like. And at that moment, some kind of paranormal or anomalous things start happening. If something enters my field — not just my field of vision, but my radius, my presence — it could be food, drinks, scents, perfumes, and so on — it all starts to transform in some way. As a child, I used to call it radiation, as if it was somehow emitting an energy field. I begin to understand that all of this is directly connected to time — that I simply move into another kind of time, my rhythm changes, and time, rhythm, and everything else — it either moves forward, backward, or stays in the present, there are no other options. It’s as if time itself is fractal in nature, or how should I put it — it’s like a matrix within a matrix, a matrix within a matrix, and because of this, the labyrinth of light is formed. The wider the matrix, the broader the alignment of points, and the longer the light takes to pass through all these points, but the smaller the matrix, the faster it passes through. It’s the same principle. Essentially, it functions like a spiral — it either moves inward or outward. I realize that, in principle, I am always within something stable — some kind of linear time — and my time seems to distort in some way when I start writing a book. And so, the question arises: What happens to me, or what happens to time when I write? I start recalling, sitting with a friend and discussing this, thinking about what exactly happens to time — does it speed up or slow down? I try to remember something distinctive, something that actually changes. And what happens? Either I start feeling cold... And you know what’s really interesting? This is a crucial moment. Because in these different worlds, in these different multiverses — or rather, in different rhythms, and therefore in different times — the perception of air temperature changes depending on where you are, if you pay attention to it. The temperature itself may be the same, but in one rhythm, in one multiverse, in one time, you may feel cold, while in another, you feel hot — even though the actual temperature remains the same. Haven’t you experienced this before, guys? When you are talking with someone you know, and they feel cold while you don’t, even though the temperature is the same — well, to them, it feels cold, or to you, it feels warm, right? And what about food? Someone might find it saltier, someone else might find it more sour — this is actually an indication that your vibrational frequency, the rhythm