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Alexandr Korol
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fire — and to feel this love, I was instantly drawn to all those films about love, this wild... well, just an insane feeling. But! Then I started to wonder — wait a minute, isn’t this actually the first world? The morning? After night comes morning, right? So here’s the question. Morning — that’s supposed to be something else. Morning seems to be the octahedron, meaning the rhombus. Morning is supposed to be air, the world of the sky, meaning spring. And after night — after winter — there should be morning, spring. So how does that fit with the fifth element, fire, which I’m now exploring? And then I thought — what if everything goes in a spiral, and it’s just that the hierarchy rises? And maybe that’s why it’s always shown as three worlds, and the one who governs everything is the fourth; or seven worlds, and he is the eighth. And maybe that’s exactly what I’ve been endlessly sketching when I was trying to make sense of the seven days of the week? I kept trying to show that maybe one day has two opposing sides, like plus and minus. So, for example, take Sunday — this Sunday could be the fourth day in one block of days, let’s say: Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday; and in another block, it’s part of: Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. And see, Sunday is in both, and that makes eight. And maybe that’s the logic — that the fifth element, this fire, is actually morning again, meaning everything starts repeating. So the world of the heart, the world of love, is morning. And now imagine that I’ve just passed through one side. Imagine that the world has two sides — and there’s one side where there’s sky, earth, underworld (where I’ve been), and the world of the dead. And now it’s as if I’ve crossed into a new world, where there’s morning again, only now it’s the fifth, but actually, it’s the same one — just now, logically, it’s the fifth. And again, there’s morning, and in this morning, you also have day, evening, night. And maybe that’s why it seems like there are seven worlds — and you’re the eighth. Maybe that’s the logic? Maybe that’s what I’m supposed to figure out? I’m trying to solve it.
And when the Mystic-Old-Man tries to scare me by saying that Mara will come again — maybe Mara is already speaking through him. Maybe she’s already doing the scaring just by mentioning it, warning of herself so that neither I nor the readers drop our vigilance. But what’s also interesting is what he said about energy. Yet again, you see, he wasn’t in the Spirit. It’s not that I was merely feeling energy in my palms or chest — he didn’t have access to that information. He didn’t say anything about the mark on my hand,