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[Alexandr Korol]

all the thoughts that would arise in my mind, were not mine. They could not be trusted, and, most importantly, they must not be acted upon. So I remained in the observer position, knowing that, despite all these false thoughts and emotions, I had to continue living as I always had — following the “corridor” way of life. The “corridor” meant that I still drank my water, my tea, sat at my desk, and worked on my book, but I did not allow myself to be swayed by any emotions or thoughts, whether negative or positive. Imagine this — every three days, I experienced every possible emotion and thought that people live with, but I never succumbed to them. I never lost my awareness. I watched it all from the outside, observed everything, and endured it. Can you imagine? And the emotions were intense: one moment, I wanted a family; the next, I wanted to delete all my books. Then I wanted to cover myself in tattoos, then drink alcohol, then become a total health fanatic. At times, I wanted to disappear completely, to vanish. Other times, I wanted to be just like everyone else, dress like them, and dance in all those videos with the pseudo-bloggers who are now trying to steal people’s attention — the ones connected to the serpent. All of this would awaken within me every three days. And through this, I became even more resilient, even more developed. I don’t know what kind of development I was going through, why I was being put through this entire path of human experiences. It felt as if I had already lived through it a thousand times — physically as well. And now, I was experiencing it all again, but while simply sitting at my desk. And I noticed that every day, I wanted to listen to different music. If I played the same tracks, at first, I liked them, then suddenly, they no longer resonated. Then I only liked half of them. Other times, the music didn’t capture my attention at all. And I realized — this was proof that people perceive the world in exactly the same way. I was seeing myself, my book, my apartment, and everything around me through the eyes of all these different people. And I saw how everything kept changing. You know, all these worlds are just speed — they are vibrations, they are simply time. And so, I would feel cold, then hot, then neutral. Sometimes it was bright, sometimes not, sometimes beautiful, sometimes not. I could literally see how the light changed. Imagine — there was a single lamp always turned on in my apartment, yet it felt as if the light itself kept shifting. One moment, it seemed brighter, the next dimmer. At times, the light felt like it was coming from the left corner, then from the right, then from