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[Alexandr Korol]

Imagine that — the way life stretches and perception varies so much. And as you understand, we used to take all this literally, but it turns out I really came from somewhere, remembered the old, perceived this new world, judged how bad it is, explored it — and all this happens so unnoticed. There are so many questions I want to ask Big Alexander, but he never says anything. He’s really just waiting for me to reach the answers myself. But there’s so much I want to ask in general. A simple, everyday, very human question I want to ask myself about what’s going on at all: Who am I? Where am I? Who’s behind all this? What’s the point of it? It’s interesting. I live in some kind of... I wanted to say parallel reality, but I’d say I live in thousands of parallel realities, switching between them, turning on something, things constantly changing. Even now, I look out the window and the lighting outside is different. And this different lighting outside — does it mean again the angle of where I am has changed? Or is it just the season changing, spring arriving? Or what? So many questions.
My matrix is currently made up of eight cubes. Now I need to create eight smaller cubes inside each one — that means I need 64 cubes total. But instead of assembling it as planned, I’ve been building other, separate matrices. I needed to make some individual parts and models to see certain things. I still don’t know how to make this matrix more detailed and deeper. It definitely needs to be done to see everything. You can’t really see it properly on a computer — only physically. But my hands just don’t fit into the matrix anymore. I really need pliers or cutters to carefully glue every stick there. It’s quite a task.