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[Alexandr Korol]

was trendy in Petersburg and Moscow, and they were always giggling that I was some kind of weirdo. And depending on their own level of corruption, each had their own associations: one said I’d been brainwashed, another that I was a junkie, someone else said something else. But really, that’s their truth, that’s their life — it happened and still happens to them. In the end, it all did happen to them. And I was just watching interesting films like “Angel-A,” “Donnie Darko,” “Big Fish,” “The Illusionist,” “The Prestige.” I was just watching those movies, listening to interesting music, and writing books — nobody was telling me anything. But the reaction, you see, was always sharp like that, and it’s still the same with them. Seriously, if I were to say now that I’ve proven something about multiverses in my books, I’m sure those same guys would just laugh again and say, “Come on, admit it — you took something.” Why? Because that’s how they live, not me. And now it’s horrible that this is actually being promoted around the world. No one’s stopping it, and it’s becoming normalized. I don’t even visit social media anymore because of it — it’s already scary. But I just study the world through the method of heart and mind — intellect, reason, that’s it. I don’t listen to anyone. I’ve never listened to anyone. I don’t adhere to anything — I believe in God. Well, that’s just how people are. And so what? That’s normal. I mean, imagine show some classical melody or a sentimental movie to a bunch of biker friends — all sweaty in leather — and they fart, laugh, and say, “Sanya, come on, stop it or we’re gonna think you’re turning into a girl.” Well, that’s the reaction. Those people had the same one. Just because I talked about something super spiritual and deep, they immediately wanted to vulgarize it and drag me back into this shallow world. Where if you’ve got a watch, a car — that makes you a man. Whether you even shower or not — nobody cares. That’s the world they live in. And I’m the opposite — I’m about depth. I’ve always been about, “Hey, have you ever wondered why your classmate is like that, and mine’s like this?” And they’re all like, “Ooooh...” and start spinning a finger at their temple. Why can’t someone reflect on that? It’s not like I’m talking about Lucifers or anything. And even if I were — why not? If I’m studying history and ancient texts, I can study everything, which is exactly what I’m doing now in volume five. It’s been years already.

And yes, maybe now — now that I’m an adult — it’ll be the same again.