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[Alexandr Korol]

And this brings me to another point – so who is God? Maybe it’s a person who, by making certain actions, by making specific choices, finds himself in a multiverse where he becomes God. And in that world, there is peace, where all people are happy, where no one gets sick. Essentially, it’s his vision, his projection, his belief. For example, he might believe that all people are sinful and that everyone will die. And as though everyone dies – his friends, classmates, acquaintances – but it’s not that simple. This person isn’t the only one, and not every one of his friends dies because God believes it. In fact, it’s the person – perhaps the chosen one. But in truth, those people have many versions of themselves in other multiverses. So, it turns out, just like when I was 12 years old, thinking about this – it wasn’t just random. It means that there was some higher influence on me, maybe from aliens, gods, or whatever you want to call it. Remember when I said that I approached the mirror and suddenly realized, “Here I am, and I’m the main character of this life, and everything around me is just the background – these are all just the characters in my movie, the movie I’m living in, but I’m the main character”? And then, I thought about my friend Maxim from the first entrance. I realized that he too has his own multiverse, his own movie, where he’s the main character: he sees everything differently, and he’s the one who’s in charge in his world. In his world, I’m just the background, and he, for me, is just the background. And I’m bringing this up because, honestly, imagine this: what I see right now... Sure, maybe it’s like this for me, but maybe it applies to the world as well – I don’t know. It’s as if the way I see things – how I have so few readers, how people have fallen under the influence of social media, how everything is becoming corrupted, how everything is crumbling – people have become so foolish in the last 30 years. People have always had shorter lifespans since the creation of the world, and for example, my grandparents lived to be around 80 years old, but now, people of the same age as my parents live only 50 to 60 years. Imagine how it’s all shrinking. A hundred years ago, the quality of everything produced was better, even though there weren’t technologies, but the quality of everything – clothes, interiors, and materials – was much higher. Now everything is heading toward cheap plastic, crookedly made stuff, cheaply cast somewhere, profitable for mass production, so that everyone wears mass-market clothing and uses mass-produced things.