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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2025 2:56 pm
by Alexandr Korol
already happened. It doesn’t exist yet, but it has already taken place there, and I felt it in my very skin, so to speak. This is extremely interesting. And now the question: that old me in the future, the one depicted on the icons — what is that? Is he already there? Logically, yes. And what, can he always merge his consciousness into me? Or what, can he fly here on a spaceship from there? Back then, I was thinking about flying saucers literally, physically, because that was the stage of my development, and this was the chronological path that “Alternative History” was supposed to take. That means that in the second volume, we should think that there is some machine, Metatron from the future, that allows consciousness to transfer here and possess any person. We should think that there is a time machine with flying saucers from which we can travel here. And we can think that in the future, there is perhaps an older version of myself who will fly here on a spaceship. Why do I say this? Because later it turns out that everything is different, but in the second volume, we are supposed to think this way — and that is a good thing.

What else is in the second volume? Well, the show “Top 10 Mysteries” — this is a must-watch for everyone. Absolutely necessary. Without it, you won’t be able to decode the first volume, nor the second, nor the third, nor the fourth, nor the fifth. A person must have basic knowledge of all ancient cultures, religions, all sorts of mystical things, because without this, you won’t even understand the word Metatron. Then I recall how I started deciphering this matrix. Everything coincided with Friday the 13th. It was October 13th. I remember feeling strange, that every day I slept in a weird way, as if I wasn’t really sleeping but shifting somewhere, as if I was moving through this matrix, which I was decoding, drawing, and assembling from sticks. That I was finding myself inside every facet of this matrix, and because of this, I was becoming one of my own versions, and that I had countless versions of myself, and that I was experiencing all of this psychologically, with my consciousness, while lying in bed. And seriously, it felt like I was having some kind of — I don’t know how to describe it — fever, maybe? Something like that. But Big Alexander told me not to be afraid, that it was normal, and that I was mutating, that some kind of transformation was taking place. And so, I recall, probably the last and most key moment — it was Friday the 13th, something I decided not to write about in the second volume.