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[Alexandr Korol]

Chapter 5. Nirvana and Spirit

Now the most interesting thing. It’s hard, of course, to figure out what the first cause was. In the evening, on January 20, acquaintances of mine write to me that they are on their way right now, and they name a place and a city, and I live there. They didn’t know that I live there. And the next day, at 10:00 in the morning, I had to leave. And I say to the acquaintances — there is a couple, a boy and a girl:

— Listen, guys, and when do you arrive there, when do you fly in?
— At 7:00 in the morning.
— Alright. Have you paid for the hotel?
— No.
— Good. Then take a taxi afterwards and come to me. I will allow you to stay at my place, because I’m leaving afterwards anyway. I need to be in a different place altogether on business.

And so I arrange this in the evening on January 20, and until 7:00 in the morning I do not go to bed, I simply cannot sleep. Maybe, of course, I had drunk too much Chinese tea, I had drunk white pu-erh. Maybe these are the magnetic storms about which the whole internet is buzzing right now. Or it’s because I have stopped jamming and closing myself off — because recently I decided to eat light food, not eat sweets, not drink alcohol, to do exercises, to meditate, to watch films, to listen to music, everything that can switch me on even more. Maybe this also worked somehow.

The guys arrive. I say to them: “Live here as long as you want, I’m leaving anyway.” A very unusual coincidence, that everything happened just like this. And I had not seen them for many years. And we communicate for just a couple of little hours. And I see, when we are talking, that something is happening. I described similar moments — it was in a casino in Vegas two years ago. As if a ray is shining on me, as if I am in some kind of vacuum, as if time has stopped. And on the one hand you see everything, and everything is volumetric, but at the same time you cannot think at all. I do not say this to the guys, of course. They are sort of vaguely aware that I write books, but they don’t know which ones, about what.