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[Alexandr Korol]

Like this is what I am on the inside. As if the more I build it physically and look at this matrix, the more the paths are laid out, the more I grow, and the more my consciousness grows. Of course, I understand that it’s still not fully complete — there’s just a little bit missing. I can see it now. But it’s really just a little more.
Right now I’m just remembering the conversation with Big Alexander. I called him yesterday, the day before, every evening — I was summing things up, sharing what I was decoding. And he said that there’s still something, something else... This was just the other day, he said:

— Maybe there has to be this whole shell of the matrix, the sphere made of triangles. And yes, those triangles are everywhere. And no one has the patience you have.

I explained to him that if I were in the human world — in the rhythm of a person — then, of course, my attention would be scattered. I’d be thinking about what’s outside the window, about unrelated things, and just everyday life in general — it would pull me in. But here, it’s as if I’ve left the human world and entered some other world where it’s just me and, in quotes, this “Lego set” — these sticks, these geometric shapes. And every time I worked on it, it felt like I was sitting at the table for thirty minutes, but five hours would pass — completely absorbed. It’s not like it was hard or that I had to force myself. No — I was doing it with insane interest and joy, like time and space disappeared completely. I was just doing it, and that’s all. And it’s as if I could keep doing it forever. As if the world doesn’t exist. Like there’s nothing at all — only me and this matrix I’m building. A very pleasant state. It’s hard for me to remember what we talked about yesterday and the day before, because those were different worlds — it’s like traveling — and the version of me back then was different. Now I’m coming back more into the human world to try to describe it all for the book, to record it in my notes for myself, and it’s hard. It’s hard to recall everything now, because it didn’t happen in the rhythm I’m currently in, but in that other one. Yesterday I was completely in the “cosmos” while I was building the matrix and talking with Big Alexander.