Alexandr Korol

is dark, and it’s as if nature no longer guides you. That’s a real thing. And then there’s the opposite — when you do good, light-filled actions, and it’s as if your lens, like your heart, aligns correctly in such a way that the light enters it fully, one hundred percent, like the Spirit. And I noticed that maybe it’s not even about some kind of digital code, numbers, combinations — but rather that a person has this kind of lens set at an angle, some sort of geometric shape, or maybe a mirror, or a disc. And when it’s turned a certain way, about 60% of the light enters the person. And if it’s turned all the way, somehow fully, then the Spirit enters you. And it can also be turned the other way entirely, as if it closes off — and then the light doesn’t enter at all. That’s what I was trying to do — give an image to what I feel. But it’s not physically like that. So, let’s put it this way — the essence is true, there’s no mistake in that. That’s how it is. But it can be called anything — a leaf, a pancake, a piece of glass. It’s my positioning in the system of coordinates, my coordinates shifting — where I am, to the west, to the east. I may be living the same way, but the way light passes through me and the way I perceive reality has countless multiverses, countless angles from which the same thing can be perceived. And precisely either through the dark side or the light side. Where it is physically located — that’s another matter. It’s more like it’s all in the mind. I’ll say this: don’t try, as is typical for humanity, to cling to this superficially again. What matters here is the essence. There’s no need to look for a literal lens inside yourself. There’s no lens inside. But the essence is true. And at that time I felt that something within me flipped — something clicked — and that’s when the Spirit entered. As if the light enters someone and moves through their labyrinth, and then there are moments when it enters you directly and seems to reflect somehow. Or as if it passes through you — something like that. That’s what the Spirit felt like. That’s how I caught it back then, as a sensation. But again, that’s how it was at the time of the second volume of “Alternative History” — the end of 2023, September to November — that’s how I was spontaneously choosing words on the spot to describe it. Now, I would probably use completely different words, totally different examples. But still, it’s good that everything inside me — this information, this code that happened — at least I tried to express it somehow. Now I can at least decipher it. Which is basically what we’re doing right now — giving it a clearer, more suitable image.