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[Alexandr Korol]

in the material world, I really can, you know, get sick, hurt myself even, some kind of silly human stuff happens, just nonsense. I can drink whiskey and actually get drunk. But I also noticed that when I’m in my “cosmos,” the one I’ve been writing about in my notebooks since childhood, I could drink even a whole bottle of whiskey and it didn’t matter at all. And then I assumed — maybe it’s because it’s another reality, and the human laws don’t apply there. And then I thought, since now all these worlds and borders are opening up, and everything is getting more detailed — maybe that wasn’t the main God after all. Maybe that was the “nameless,” the “mindless world” — in other words, death. So when you’re in the world of death, nothing affects you, and that’s why it’s the safest place. You’re like a ghost, nobody sees you, nobody knows you. You don’t steal anyone’s attention, you’re just in some kind of vacuum. And really, it’s like there are no problems, nothing at all — it’s like none of those karmic or human things work on you. And maybe that’s why those angels... I remember someone once asked me, “But Alexandr, why in all those moody films are people in leather jackets always smoking cigarettes?” Well, maybe for that reason — because it just doesn’t work there. And I think that’s what I wrote back then too: “You people, when you live in your world, you drink alcohol and then your head hurts, and then you do a bunch of dumb things. But in the world of angels, it’s different.” You see? And really, it’s like that’s the case — but that means it’s because it’s the world of death.
Only now I don’t understand from which world we’re transitioning into which. Well, if we talk about eras — if the eras are built on the same model. Before, I assumed — like it’s said in Hinduism — that we’re currently in Kali Yuga, the dark age. I used to interpret the dark time as the fall into sin, as the underworld, that we’re now living in it. After that, I assumed we would move forward into the Golden Age — that is, the sky would arrive, figuratively speaking, the sky, the morning. But now, if we go deeper into the details, there’s some contradiction. Because if we are now in the world of Baphomet, then the next era shouldn’t be the Golden Age, or morning, or the sky — it should be winter, death. Or is it? That’s what I don’t understand. Well, of course, it will all be figured out soon, but right now I’ve run into a lot of dead ends here, a lot.