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[Alexandr Korol]

I’m very skeptical about everything — so this wasn’t imagined. It was like something out of a movie, like a glitch in the Matrix. And it wasn’t the first time. There was a moment in 2010 when I was walking through power spots with some guys, and we were going through bookstores, buying graph paper notebooks, and drawing the matrix. And back then, there were moments — certain days — when you would be walking down the street or riding in a car, and it felt like everyone was looking at you. Literally everyone. People would literally lean out of their cars like this, people would look out from windows like this. Everywhere. I mean, they might not have even seen me directly, but something was happening where it felt like everywhere, just like that. Imagine this: a person is standing by a window up in a building while I’m walking down the avenue, and I look up — and he’s looking straight at me. I look over at the cars, and everyone in the cars is looking at me. As if I called them somehow or something had happened — but I didn’t do anything. And they don’t say anything, they don’t even have expressions. But it’s as if some entity is sitting inside them and looking at me through them. And all the people walking — everyone is just staring at me like that. All of them. And you don’t understand, like, what’s going on. And yes, that only happens when I’m in the Spirit. And it happened many times — during moments that were especially intense. And one of those moments was when I was finishing — or working on (since I was still editing) — when I was working on the first volume of “Alternative History,” when it was almost complete. I went outside, I wasn’t alone, I was with a friend, and he was a witness to all of it — how everyone was looking at us. I remember, we even sat down in a café, and the same thing was happening. We were sitting in the café, in shock, because it felt like everyone was looking at us. And the most interesting part is that the same thing happened with another friend of mine in Los Angeles, when I bought the King Tut ring. We also sat down in a café, and he noticed that everyone was looking at us — from the café, from the street, from cars. It didn’t last long, but it was real. What is that? Well, I used to believe that there is God, the system, the mind, or whatever it is — some kind of force that enters them and looks at me. Why and for what reason — I didn’t know. So, I understood it like this: when the force enters me — this God or Spirit — it also, for some reason, enters other people. As if it’s speaking to me through them and controlling things, and at the same time entering me directly. That’s how I understood it back then.