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[Alexandr Korol]

place of power — the Church of Peter and Paul. After that, I called my mother just to ask, “Hi, Mom, it’s me, Alex, your son. How are you?” She answered, “I’m fine.” And do you know why I called her? Because at that moment, I was completely convinced that I was in another world and another time where no one knew me anymore. What exactly happened then? I was 20 years old. What was that? And here lies the paradox — everything is already here. The question is, we need to see it and understand it. We must realize that the stick is actually a flute, and when this revelation unfolds, people will be astonished and enlightened. All these magic flutes are lying right under your feet, but to you, they still seem like sticks. Yes, yes, yes. And also about time and the multiverse — you don’t even notice how you switch from one multiverse to another. The line is so thin, you can’t even imagine. Even after I explained the concept of the multiverse a thousand times to my acquaintances, and they understood it to the best of their ability, each second person still encountered the same human error — a human factor, so to speak. They grasped it exactly as I intended to convey it, yet still with a touch of egoism. Let me give you an example. Imagine that a person has realized and understood that there are different multiverses. And then he tells me:

– Alexandr, here’s the situation. My parents are in trouble, they have problems, they are alcoholics. Why did they end up in such a multiverse?
– What do they have to do with it? This is your multiverse. You are the observer. There are versions of your parents in a multiverse where everything is fine with them. It is you who exist in a multiverse where you suffer for them and worry about them. This is your multiverse, where, in your eyes, your family appears this way.

And people didn’t notice this. Can you imagine how much ego blinds you? The multiverse is very curious. Because, you see, what are the chances that right now you are in my multiverse? Or are we actually, if we recall the words of the Mystic- Old-Man, in the “corridor” right now? Or maybe, if I now choose to believe in something, I will enter such a multiverse and see that I am the main character? Or what are the chances that there is actually a correct multiverse where I no longer write books, and in that world, there are versions of you — just different