it must also be physical in addition to being a code, an essence — it must exist physically too. The question is: what is it? Maybe it’s our entire world, and we’re looking for some stone, but it’s all sacred language. I believe the “Philosopher’s Stone” is everything I’m decoding across all volumes of “Alternative History”: volume one, volume two, volume three, volume four, volume five, volume six, volume seven — this is all it. It’s just that the code can also be... You know how some scientists or media have often talked about discovering the golden ratio everywhere — in works of art, in classical music by some composers. And how did they know or do that? The system simply did it through them, nature. It’s the same here. The system is creating these books through me, and they’re built according to all of that — using human slang, I’ll say — “feng shui.” They’re made by feng shui, meaning the entire sequence, all the repetitions, how it compresses and decompresses, how the information is revealed. The entire presentation: the shift from one topic to another, then returning to something else — it’s all time travel. It’s a labyrinth for the consciousness, that is, for a person’s attention, which walks through all these times, or more accurately, through this matrix, searching for a way out. But still, the Philosopher’s Stone isn’t just what I express in text, in my books “Alternative History” — it’s also the physical matrix I am assembling, what I demonstrated in the second volume. So it is still ongoing, it’s still happening. I am still continuing to draw and assemble this matrix. That is it — it exists physically, it also exists in the text, and everything is built upon it, all the keys to understanding the structure of the world — that is all “Alternative History.”
Question: Valentina warned you not to tell anyone about yourself. Then how did Big Alexander find out about you?
Well, you’ve kind of lost track in my book, in the sequence of what came when and how it all unfolded. Valentina actually said that to me later. She called me the next day and said there was some namesake of mine who was interested in me, and that’s when she told me, “don’t tell anyone about yourself,” but by that time, he already knew. It was precisely because of him that she panicked and said I needed to hide. So it actually happened the other way around — at the first meeting, she said, “write books.” And the next day she said I’d better