Alexandr Korol

Why keep the body here if they theoretically already continue to live on in other worlds? Then why does the body need to be preserved here? It’s silly to think that because of one of our multiverses — the one we currently exist in — if the body is destroyed, then they won’t live in the others. That’s strange. Although, maybe there is some logic in it, but for now I’m not that advanced, I don’t possess such powerful knowledge. Or maybe they do it in order to somehow be present in this world, to maintain some connection with this world. Maybe that’s why. Or so that people could have a connection with them. Because, let’s be honest, it’s always been believed that those who are placed in mausoleums, embalmed, or buried in tombs like that are usually great people. Ordinary people don’t do that — but great people, they could have been gods or demigods, or perhaps had some kind of Spirit in them. And maybe those people who knew about it later performed such a ritual not for him, but as a sign of respect for this, let’s say, Spirit or God — for themselves. Quite possibly, it was so they could connect with the world he came from through this mausoleum or tomb, as one possible explanation. So there are many versions. But at the time when I was working on the first volume, I had a realization, an epiphany, a shock for that stage of my development: “Wow! So that’s how it is!” That if the correct ritual is performed when a person dies, this embalming and these tombs with mummies in Egypt — they did it in order to keep living. Back then, I saw it that way — as a way to keep living. That maybe they had reached such a level of consciousness — though I still don’t understand why the body is needed — but let’s suppose it is needed. They reached such a level of consciousness that when a person died, it was like falling asleep, and in that sleep they continued to live. And again, no one fully knows what dreams are. So the question remains open. That is, in the first volume of “Alternative History,” I had to record everything that seemed or appeared to me, and in all the following volumes of “Alternative History,” decipher and reveal it all. And at that moment, it was simply information that was given to me for some reason, and I perceived it like this: that sleep is the next life. We just can’t control it, we don’t understand it. And that a person who dies — if such a proper ritual burial is performed for them — then they don’t die but continue to live, as if in a dream, but not a dream, rather in the next life. But for some reason, there must be a body here for that. And maybe, in fact, this will all eventually be deciphered, and I will have made no mistake.