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[Alexandr Korol]

Chapter 9. 144 and the Cup

Something else from what has been happening... For some reason, the word
“home” was often highlighted to me. But I do not understand what is meant
by it. I also did not understand it, but I am simply recording it now in the
tenth house. For some reason, the word “home” has been highlighted for
the last three days. Just “home, home,” everywhere “home.” And the number
144. Everywhere 144 is highlighted. But nothing comes to my mind except
the association of the number 144 with the number from the Revelation
of John the Divine “Apocalypse,” where there are 144 thousand chosen
people. For now, I only have an association with that. I also have an
association with the fact that I paid attention to this same number 144 at those
moments when I was just starting to write books, the year 2010-2011; this
number 144 was also there, encountered everywhere. I attached importance
to it, but not enough to write it in a book. And there were periods of either
4-4-4 or 144, but now it is 144 that is clearly expressed. This is what I
have recorded.

Ah, there was also such an interesting moment. I say to Big Alexander:

— Regarding the 144,000 people mentioned in the Bible, these are thousands
of people, it is written in the Bible, these are the 12 tribes of Israel, something
multiplied by 12, and so it makes 144 thousand.
— We have mutual acquaintances, Alex, remember, we had them, well they are of
the ancient tribe of David, these Jews of David.
— That’s great, of course. But somehow, I confess honestly, something about
the Jews is unpleasant to me. Somehow something is not right. I’ve been
reminiscing now, everywhere they only acted badly towards me or towards
those close to me. This is strange. Alexandr, maybe it’s a foolish thought,
but such a thought came to me. What if this, you know, chosen people, which
was the Israeli one, maybe their time is over, and maybe they were in control
back then when something happened to them and they were under God.
And now, maybe their time is ending, as time has ended for many. And
maybe the next ones are no longer them, but something else.