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[Alexandr Korol]

How was he born, but how was he born? If someone has a complaint – contact the aliens; they will answer you. Since childhood, I have understood that if you make claims against God, he will give you claims. I didn’t understand how a girl or a boy could be embarrassed by their parents, or their name, or their ears. You didn’t do it. What you did with your mind, you yourself are responsible for. And when it is given to you by nature, and you did not choose it, then what? How can you be embarrassed, ashamed, not accept it, not recognize it? It’s funny. Everything was like this for me. I lived to my fullest. And I’ll explain something else to you. Imagine, at the peak of my popularity ten years ago, people from all over the world wrote to me and called me. There were nowhere near as many emancipated young people as there are now who listen to songs with swear words, smoke, drink, and have tattoos. Everything was still conservative back then. And so I wrote my books and made videos, and such a large audience of people, schizophrenics, esoterics, came to me. Well, all kinds of bullshit. A whole bunch of people like that. Somehow, they recognize me through posts and articles, I assume. And they seemed to be spiritual, but they began to dig into the details of my life and judge. When I was born, how old I am, am I alone, am I not alone, have I got money, my appearance, even how long my hair is. What do I eat and breathe, what time do I go to bed? and ultimately look for any faults.

I had a situation where clients approached me, and I was sitting there and smoking a cigarette. And client says:

– Alexander, how is it? I did not expect it!
– What didn’t you expect?
– Well, you smoke a cigarette?
– Yes. I also drink and have sex.
– Well, I thought you weren’t...
– What did you think? Here I am, real, nothing out of the ordinary. Exactly how I am in my everyday life. I am this way. And God made me this way.

It needs to be like that. If I behave this way normally, then this is how I should be. I do everything to my liking. Not because society imposed something on me. How can a human-ant judge me? It’s funny, he’s an ant. Ugh!