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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2023 7:27 pm
by Alexandr Korol
are or what they mean. I didn’t even know myself, but just so you have some idea, the keys to paradise are something ecclesiastical. I took it as completely unrelated to the church. I didn’t even know what a church was at that point. I did not attend church, and in no way was I disposed towards it. I understood that there is something, that there is some kind of cosmos. But that’s how primitively I perceived it at that point. I didn’t understand what church had to do with it.

I told my friends, and they just laughed at me. I told them about the connection to all “space” that I felt, and they laughed even more. I told them, “You shouldn’t laugh, cos soon. “They” will get in touch with me and hand over the keys to paradise.” And then my friends got scared, they thought I had gone cuckoo, they called my parents and told them: “Alex was already strange, but now he is completely crazy... He considers himself the chosen one; he is waiting for the keys from someone.”

My parents, with whom I did not communicate at all, asked me whom I communicate with? Are you in a sect or what? What is this all about? What keys? I told them nothing. I told them not to listen to anyone and that I was normal. I am the most normal person on the whole planet.

Well, some time passed, and I called one of my friends:

– Hey, let’s meet tomorrow.
– Sorry, Alex, I can’t because my mother found an old lady who heals people and I have to go to that province.
– What is the lady’s name?
– Tamara.
– And she lives in a “such and such” village?
– Yes.
– This is the lady that Valentina told me about!
– Really? Well, if you want, come with me.

He picked me up, and we went to the region. There, we found a one-story little wooden house painted green, and we went inside. A woman in her fifties