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and sinful — there’s always at least one person who’s awake. Everyone else is like zombies, all plugged into autopilot, all the same. And then there’s one — who’s outside the system. But still within it, just half-awake. And that’s who my reader is. That’s what I’ve always believed. Because he sees me, he sees my book, and he doesn’t have that bias, that judgment, that instinct to attack. He’s different. And these other people in all the worlds — those were always my potential readers or my potential friends. I believed these were the people who had a soul, who weren’t malicious, who didn’t attack or judge anyone, who seemed to have more spiritual values. I considered such people spiritual people. But the question is — who are these people? These are the ones who read my books since childhood, just as I felt that way since childhood myself. Because they couldn’t understand who they were — since the material world they lived in, each in their own version of it, didn’t satisfy them the way it satisfied everyone else. All the people who are prisoners of society and the system — they enjoy this world and this life. But you, it’s like you woke up. Everyone else is asleep, and you woke up, looked at everything from the outside, and couldn’t understand why these people are so happy about buying a hat that everyone else is wearing. I called such people spiritual. So who are they? — that’s the question. Maybe the matrix is structured in such a way that in every world, in every environment — even your personal environment, mine or anyone else’s — it must always consist of the worlds: heaven, earth, the underworld, and a fourth dimension — ether. But I go deeper into that in the later books. And it’s quite possible that this ether is precisely spirituality. And so, there’s always someone of the heart, someone creative — but not cosmic creativity, rather within the system. There’s the material one, within the system. There’s the sinful one, in the underworld system. And there’s the spiritual one — truly spiritual. And that’s the “corridor” — the one inside the corridor. That’s the ether, the fourth world — winter, night. And it’s as if I am that, and he is that too. That’s why I call it the corridor, because I’ve always been able to enter all of these worlds. Because this world, the fourth one, exists inside all the others — and through it, you can always enter any other world. It’s just like that book — I think it was The Three Paradoxes of the Creative Person — where the reader described that if you want to move from any frequency, from any world, into another one, you first have to go into zero — that is, into the corridor, into “without mind,” into the nameless frequency, as I called it.