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[Alexandr Korol]

When did they read my books? When no one in their world recognized them, when everyone hated them, right? That’s when a person searched for answers, looked for a way out, when they were unrecognized everywhere, when nothing in life was working out. When a person’s life is falling apart, that’s when they suddenly start believing in God, going to church, reading some wise book, keeping a journal, listening to elders, respecting their parents. But as soon as everything in their life suddenly falls into place, they no longer care about me, about books, about their parents, about God — about anything. And when this happens to a person, they are quickly thrown out of this paradise world. I saw this pattern, that getting into paradise isn’t difficult, but staying there is not so simple. One has to be psychologically strong enough to remember, beyond these intoxicating emotions — as if a witch had poured them a potion, filling them with euphoria — that they must still get up and go to work tomorrow. And not the way most people are used to, in harsh conditions with no money, but rather, even when they have everything, even when they feel like they have everything, they must still get up and work. One must grow to that level. And until a person reaches this level, they cannot live in paradise, which is why they do not live in paradise. Even though paradise is here, it exists. And I noticed something interesting. Naturally, after observing this, I started drawing conclusions, and later, this is explored in even greater depth. There are many of these worlds, and they function like multiverses, just like in the movie “Inception” with Leonardo DiCaprio. When you’re in the corridor — this is a distinct state that I’ve described in many books — it is a state without the mind, when you are outside the matrix, looking at everything from the outside. This corridor is a good thing. It means you are outside the matrix, but simply within another matrix, one that is above. You step out of the one where people live, you step out from under the influence of the Mother, you leave for spirituality — or rather, simply for the future, or more precisely, into another matrix — this is God. You enter this corridor, and from there, you observe the world where all people live. And all people live in this matrix, right? And this matrix is incredibly complex, incredibly vast — it contains many worlds, both bright and dark, both spiritual and material, which is the most interesting part. And I begin to travel through all these worlds. I don’t understand what the original system, the “Mother,” the Mother of God, wants from me, as she takes me through all her rooms, leading