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[Alexandr Korol]

But here it’s specifically about making them inside the cube, and this is where the small cubes inside the larger cube begin to form. That is, there are eight of them, and for each of those eight small cubes, you also need to make all of these same cross lines. And then it turns out that just as there is a central axis in our large cube, there must be the same kind of central axis with rays going in all directions in each of the small cubes. And that is what the straight legs are. And those rays — those hooves — that’s the polished brass and hooves, that’s how it’s formed. Understand, guys, I’ve spent my whole life writing books about something supernatural — at least, that’s how people call and perceive it — something abnormal, mysterious. But how do I differ from everyone else who’s into this? I don’t float in the clouds. You know, figuratively speaking, if I were to meet now with some serious businessman, some real entrepreneur type, he’d say, “I’m so sick of all these nutty esoteric types who believe in spirituality, aliens, conspiracies, alternative history, and all that.” Why would he say that? Because those people he’s talking about never deal with substance; they have no proof, no logic. Something in their house creaks or gets damp, and they think it’s a poltergeist. They see something blurry and believe it’s a UFO. Among those enthusiasts who try to find something otherworldly, 99.9% are not smart or attentive people — they’re just confused in the head. That’s why a serious businessman-type guy would say he doesn’t respect, like, or understand such people, and that they annoy him. If I were to suddenly tell that serious, super- intelligent businessman that my book is about alchemy and the philosopher’s stone, he would immediately react negatively — at least at first, if he doesn’t know me. He’d think I’m just another nutcase, like those people who stand on nails and drink their ayahuasca. He’d think I’m the same kind of weirdo. Because those types use the same words, draw superficial pictures — and if I use those same terms in my book, he’ll lump me in with them. But I’m not like that. I don’t drink anything, don’t eat anything special, never watched or listened to anything like that. I always stay away from it and actually consider those people very strange — lost, I’d say. And me? I’m like that businessman-entrepreneur: I approach things seriously. Nothing can “seem” to me if it’s not real. With me, everything is clear: if I can’t prove something, I disprove it. Simple as that. No illusions, no assumptions, no “it seems like,” no hallucinations.