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[Alexandr Korol]

a kind of shock. So there I am, standing with him, talking — and again, there’s no sense of air temperature, no time, no space — just the conversation. And you don’t even realize how long it’s been. But what’s most interesting is that in that moment, your human evaluative mind is gone. He might be telling me something unique, and I’m just like, “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” And I might be saying something too, but I can’t seem to ask the questions I would think of later. You know, when I come out of that state and find myself back at home, back in the human world, then my mind can recall everything — but in that moment, you’re not thinking, you’re just here and now. In that state, there’s no thinking. It’s a vacuum state. And that’s happened to me often when talking to someone. And the most interesting part is — it’s not even about Big Alexander himself, it’s about the information. Because whenever I started talking about places of power and about Big Alexander to any friend or acquaintance, it was as if they instantly fell into that same vacuum — and me too. Like we both simultaneously dropped into that vacuum just by talking about such things. And that’s why, back when I used to record those short video clips — as little prompts, little “explainers” connected to my books — I had one called “The Answer,” and I made a video for that book, “The Answer.” At that time, I didn’t have any readers yet. Everything I talked about in those videos was just from my personal life — things that happened within my family or with friends, and I’d share all of that. And now, if I start making videos again, and if in those videos I talk not about material things — not about money, not about food, not about clothes — but about “Alternative History,” then it’s like I’ll be entering that vacuum again, just like I did now. And so the reader, if they read about this, they enter the vacuum too. And if they watch the video, they’ll fall into the vacuum as well, even if they don’t understand what it is. It’s just like falling out of time, out of reality. As if you’ve entered something else — but still, you’re in your apartment, and time is ticking along as usual, yet somehow, you’ve slipped into something else. I’ve been searching for an answer to this, and I’ve already shared many theories — many of which I’ve shared in “Alternative History,” in the following volumes — and in the end, it truly is another dimension, another world. Physically, it might be the same apartment, the same people, everything looks the same — but there is another world, and when you enter it, you feel yourself and time and space in a completely different way. Everything is different.