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and engulfing the entire world. It’s as if by physically stepping out of one reality into another, everything changes. And yet, this village exists – it is on the map. But it feels as if... and not just feels, but literally is – a place that no one can access unless they are meant to. If someone doesn’t have access to this village, they will never go there, they will never even think about this village or this house. But I can see it, I can go there when necessary, stay for a certain period, and then return – and I won’t even realize what happened. It could even be that a higher force arranges it so that I don’t even know that I was taken away for a time, only to return later – but into a different reality. That’s the paradox. Can you imagine how unusual this is? This applies to houses, apartments, specific places, and certain zones – these are invisible boundaries of multiverses that are inaccessible to humanity, yet they exist. Now, what is the probability that where I am right now is not random but is happening precisely for this reason? And what is the probability that if I were in a different country right now, everything outside my window would be completely different – as if I had been physically moved away from that reality? There is no way to prove it, no way to explain it – these are invisible boundaries. But they exist.
What else? There were, let’s say, tricky questions – yes, that’s how I’d call them – tricky questions with a hidden meaning. First, I asked the Mystic-Old-Man whether I had a choice between being a writer or a ruler. Then, I had a similar question – whether I should believe in the Last Judgment and all things negative or, on the contrary, believe in the Golden Age. These two questions are the same, and they were not really about me or about humanity. Today, I spent the whole day deciphering what winter and summer are, and I needed to encode this concept of winter and summer. That’s why there is such a notion as a writer – which is like the world of the sky – or, on the other hand, the opposite, being a ruler, meaning I am with humanity, the world of the earth. It was a question of the spiritual versus the material – this contrast was embedded in it. Similarly, there is one world where everything collapses, and an opposite world where, on the contrary, the Golden Age unfolds. I simply wanted to see how these boundaries work once again – whether they are close, parallel, simultaneous, or if one ultimately prevails over the other. That’s why I asked those questions – not because I needed literal answers. The literal meaning was not about being a writer or about the Golden Age. The literal meaning was in the code that I needed to feel further.
What else? There were, let’s say, tricky questions – yes, that’s how I’d call them – tricky questions with a hidden meaning. First, I asked the Mystic-Old-Man whether I had a choice between being a writer or a ruler. Then, I had a similar question – whether I should believe in the Last Judgment and all things negative or, on the contrary, believe in the Golden Age. These two questions are the same, and they were not really about me or about humanity. Today, I spent the whole day deciphering what winter and summer are, and I needed to encode this concept of winter and summer. That’s why there is such a notion as a writer – which is like the world of the sky – or, on the other hand, the opposite, being a ruler, meaning I am with humanity, the world of the earth. It was a question of the spiritual versus the material – this contrast was embedded in it. Similarly, there is one world where everything collapses, and an opposite world where, on the contrary, the Golden Age unfolds. I simply wanted to see how these boundaries work once again – whether they are close, parallel, simultaneous, or if one ultimately prevails over the other. That’s why I asked those questions – not because I needed literal answers. The literal meaning was not about being a writer or about the Golden Age. The literal meaning was in the code that I needed to feel further.