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[Alexandr Korol]

It needs to be done like this, so that my matrix… It should be, figuratively
speaking, like this, in the centre. And it should also be around, and then it comes
out as if there’s a star in the centre, and there it all is — the stars, this whole thing
is the matrix and these seven stars. This whole thing is seven stars. But again,
for clarification, if you now look at Jesus, who is in my matrix, and see many
interweavings… This matrix within a matrix, world within a world — then you
understand that it’s a cube. We’re now looking at a cube, but simply at an angle,
but it’s a cube. And what I need is, as it were, to copy this complex cube many
more times and also turn it somehow in different directions, so that there’d be
a star, and that’s it, and then everything will be deciphered. I explain to him
that I’m at this stage, but I can’t decipher it and do it on purpose now, today.
That is, it’ll be when the Spirit does it, when it wants to.

Now I’ll simply recall various moments in fragments, topics of conversation, but
I won’t underline anymore what happened on which day, because it’s difficult.
I remember that I told him that Big Alexander used to have doubts that I’m
the chosen one. And in certain periods he’d now believe, now not believe,
believed and didn’t believe. It’s as if ones like him — let’s call them “shamans,”
“priestesses,” and “magi” — exist in various points of the world as well, maybe
on the continents, I don’t know where they are. They also communicate among
themselves somehow, someone is acquainted with someone. Not everyone with
everyone, but someone with someone. As I understood it, someone told him that
they’d already found another chosen one… Now some girl, now some boy, but that
was long ago. And in those moments Big Alexander would be upset that it meant
it’s not me. Although, when he first met me, he understood right away that it’s
me, because some fellow said to him, in response to my being the chosen one:
“The main thing is that he doesn’t end up like John the Baptist, that they don’t
cut off his head. And don’t cry out to anyone, either about him or about yourself!”
That’s why Big Alexander is carrying out this plan and hiding me all this time,
so that I wouldn’t stick my neck out ahead of time.

And I tell Meladze another story that I haven’t even mentioned anywhere
in the book. There was a case where some people, some delegation, went to
Africa — and that’s also, as it were, another continent that I’m also considering.