Alexandr Korol

through these three worlds. I remember when we first met, we both said that it felt strange, as if we had known each other our entire lives, and that we were like family. We refer to each other as brother and sister. But the paradox is that she is a lesbian. I begin to understand that the sacred language in the Purana about Kalki, which describes her surrounded by maidens and no men, refers to this. The system has kept her away from men. Imagine that! I realize that her relatives are similar to mine, entities who are conscious and real, not like automatic zombies. It feels like someone lives in them, as if they are genuine. I also understand that she is from Petersburg. But the interesting thing is, I don’t give this much importance. I am not in touch with this friend. I told her, “Listen, at least have the decency to read all my books, and then we’ll talk.” And that was the end of our conversation. It’s curious, but since I know how the system operates cleverly, this might just be an attempt to psychologically prepare me, and then it could turn out that it’s not her but some other girl. So, I don’t place much importance on this. I don’t expect anything or think about it, and it doesn’t seem to bother me. It’s as if I briefly pondered it and immediately forgot. Only now, as I am going through everything chronologically to describe what has happened to me recently, do I remember this. I didn’t recall it until I started recounting it. I remember that at that time, I began to talk about this and on that day, I called Big Alexander to record it in my notes. He said, “It’s great that the system is now directly showing and telling you all this. But don’t rush. If something is meant to happen, it will happen on its own. And it might not be this person yet. So, if this person reaches out to you, maintain the connection, but it shouldn’t distract you from your task of writing the books.” I replied that I had no intention of meeting anyone because I had other tasks at the moment. He then said, “Yes, in Hinduism everything is described more literally than in some other sacred texts.” What starts happening to me next?
Further, something even more curious happens. And this is also, again, in the last two weeks. A different Spirit enters me. It’s as if I no longer belong to my body; I was actually sick at the time. It feels like an artificial intelligence or something inhabits me and starts doing things I can’t even control. What starts happening? I begin to contact an acquaintance and we talk about urgently starting a business together. I do it so quickly that the company, the premises, and everything else is already set up. But what’s interesting is that I realize this is not the desire of my mind, not even my own desire, but rather a higher power that guides my life, that wrote my books, and that led me to Karelia.