Alexandr Korol

just by chance. And if someone came across that post, they would experience something unusual. A strange person could catch the vibration and synchronise with me. No one understood what it was. Ten years ago, I could write a chapter about something not very serious, or put two or three pieces of music online, and people would be blown away. It was like, at some point, when there was no mind, I wanted to somehow pour out what I was feeling and somehow express it. That’s how creative people put this algorithm, and that’s how I expressed my- self. People got in touch with it and their hearts woke up. So somehow it worked, and thoughts were switched off, and miracles happened at once, paradoxes that I describe in my book. And you can’t do it with your mind, you have to be really out of it.
Let me give you an example of what algorithms are. Let’s say I have an Insta- gram; let’s say I have a jewellery shop. And if it was run by a female employee, she would try to post everything in the same style and with the same photo editing. She would somehow try to make it all look harmonious. You know? And the mind, and there is an algorithm of the mind, is like this plastic artificial perfection. You know? And those who do something plastic-artificial-ideal may think it is good, and it may look good, but it is called “without soul”, you know? No heart. Or rather of the soul, only of the plastic soul. All plastic people do that. I mean with their minds, their cowardice, their insecurities, their desire to be liked, their fear of being judged. And I didn’t care. And that’s my real strength, you know? I could post an attractive picture of myself and my friends would text me and say “Alex, are you kidding? I’d say, “What’s wrong?” Or I could recommend the same films three times in a row. And some readers would say to me, “Alexandr, are you crazy? You recommended them before. I say, “You’re the one who’s out of your mind. You should live out your days, which are counted in your plastic world. And I’ve always explained that it’s not a coincidence. It’s not because I’m wrong. That’s the point of my peculiarity: there must be three messages sent in the same way, and there must be mistakes in the text. But again, I’m not telling you to do that; it doesn’t affect you. If you’re trying to do it now, and you’re all trying, not all of you, but most of you are still mentally trying to copy me or repeat something. You don’t realise that you have to have it by chance in nature. As I used to tell you, if someone started writing with a dotted line when he was a child and he still writes that way, even though he’s been judged