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[Alexandr Korol]

But is there another version, a second version or a third parallel version – there is no other version? It will be the version that I choose. But for some reason it still seems to be chosen, not by men, but by God. Maybe it’s like that somehow, I don’t know. Maybe that’s the power of thought. What you believe, what you see. What do I believe? What do I see? That’s interesting too. I’m going to ask myself. Well... Well, I’m still...
Imagine you are sitting at home and suddenly someone knocks on the door. Or let’s say you’re travelling in a car and suddenly someone cuts you off and there’s such a shock, such a fright. But I’ve been waiting for that since I was a child, only in the world. I don’t know, and I can’t get it out of my head. I don’t know what it is. And it’s like it’s supposed to happen. So what I expected to happen at the end of 2023 didn’t happen because it’s not like I physically saw it. I felt it, the energy, and it didn’t happen. People’s attention has not been released. So something has to happen. Something like that. And I don’t know what it is. I don’t know how it will happen. Maybe it’ll just be something in the sky, a flying saucer. Or maybe it’ll be a disaster. I don’t know. But it’s definitely not going to be that everybody dies, it’s just that everybody wakes up. And I still believe that for some reason. I often think that I’m still waiting for it to happen. And then, I even think, I see a super bright future beginning. If you put together all the nicest and best and most interesting films in the world, it’s like this is what life is going to be like. It’s kind of unique. Like everybody can do everything, every- body creates everything and everybody evolves in some way. It’s like everyone is calm and understands where to go next. Now everybody has lost their reference point and it will appear. And everyone will hold on to that reference point so much that everyone will feel calm in their soul because of it. I see this after a kind of shock. I believe it. I don’t see it, I believe it. But somehow I can hardly imagine it, I don’t know.
But I don’t... You can’t control your thoughts. And even if we’re talking to you now in a mundane way, I don’t have thoughts like you might have. I have thoughts that maybe my books won’t be recognised, or maybe I’ll grow old alone, like a madman, in a flat somewhere and die. No, there are no such thoughts.
But the most interesting thing is that I don’t have any thoughts of desires either. I don’t have any thoughts of “family, children” or I don’t have any thoughts of getting the Nobel Prize. I mean, there’s no such thing. I don’t even have that in