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[Alexandr Korol]

the navel of the earth — this Karelia — then He somehow created everything there. Again, we shouldn’t take that literally. But then something must have happened in the world again, maybe after an enormous amount of time, and it all collapsed. Everything was erased, destroyed. And now we’ve arrived at a time when, once again, a young God must become God and launch everything again and create everything anew. How is that possible? From some other time, where I already am this God, I help myself — the one I am now — who is not yet God. I saw this. I felt it clearly within myself back when I finished the first volume of “Alternative History.” I truly felt that I am this consciousness, but in the future it’s as if it’s so highly evolved. And of course, in the second volume I didn’t decode it so much in a biological sense, that I became such a consciousness and can return — I still presented it more in human packaging, saying that maybe in the future, what I’ve now decoded allowed me to enhance my consciousness with some kind of machine, like Cerebro — that machine from X-Men that amplifies attention to influence everyone. Maybe that’s what the Spirit is. The machine in the future is called Metatron. And maybe the flying saucers too — that means I’m arriving here from the future, or someone is, my team. That it’s all thanks to my own technologies, the ones I’m now trying to explain in my books. What I’ve already decoded — but now it needs to be proven, written down — it’s already written in the future. Which means they’ve already found it all there, which means they’re the ones sending me those greetings. And that’s why I’m always surrounded by some kind of adventure, always accompanied by an invisible protection from above. And maybe that’s why they don’t interfere — those future versions of me, or my team — so as not to break the process, so that I become who I already am there. As if everything has already happened, and now I’m simply living it out. Let me add another interesting point to all this. It feels as if — imagine I create a painting now, as an artist, not as Alexandr Korol, just as an ordinary artist — and if that painting in the future, say in a hundred years, gets burned or lost, then it’s as if it doesn’t radiate anything, like a kind of energy, like a trace, like radiation. There’s no feeling that the Spirit comes from it — it doesn’t carry the Spirit. The Spirit is precisely that: immortality, infinity. But if I now create a painting that passes through the entire ouroboros ring — as if it loops through all time and bites its own tail — then it will already be radiating the moment I create it. Because it already exists in all times,