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[Alexandr Korol]

the old one, does He have to create a new world? But how? How does He create it? It’s difficult to imagine. Why? Because humans tend to think very superficially and literally, in physical terms. Everyone immediately interprets “world” as planet Earth, as resources, as something massive, tangible, and immeasurable. And then, suddenly, I begin to realize — what if, after all, what does it even mean — fine, the Son of God, fine, God, and the Son of God is the future God, alright. But then, what is the world we live in? And what, or who, is the Mother of God? Is it supposed to be a woman? Or — let’s not forget — everything is sacred language, all of this is mythology. And here, I start to assume that the system we live in is the Mother of God. And the God who created her is an even higher-level system beyond this one, the one that created this system. And then I start looking at the world this way, trying to find any words, any examples to somehow grasp and visualize it. But I begin to see a picture as if there is the Mother of God — meaning this world — and there is God. The Mother of God feels like the past, while God feels like something from the future. So the Mother of God is one kind of system, a kind of intelligence, the very thing we live in. And God is also an intelligence, but a different one — like the future. And He, as the Spirit, comes from the future, refining everything. And she, as the system, is also functioning here. And together, they are both nurturing the Son of God from among humans — that is, all people on Earth. And when this Son of God fully matures, what will he become? Another future God—another system that must create yet another system, a new Mother of God, within which new people will, in turn, grow and develop. The Mother of God has only one purpose — she must give birth. And this is how my 2023 ends and with these thoughts and reflections, I step into 2024.

Then, naturally, I continue to recall this event in Vegas from time to time — though rarely — but still, I think about the messenger and, consequently, about both messengers: her and the man from the Craps game. From the moment she appeared and the second messenger followed, I felt an overwhelming power and confidence from this realization, something I couldn’t quite put into words. And so, throughout January and February — during the first two months of 2024 — I kept searching for words and examples to express what I had realized. But something in me had already awakened, activated, taken root. Yet, I couldn’t