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[Alexandr Korol]

Chapter 7. Fire and Color Red

It is now February 24, 2025. What I am working on in parallel, I would like to add. On the last night, that is, on the 23rd, I read and studied everything about fire. And it’s no coincidence that recently my hands were burning, there was a sensation in my palms and chest, and I am beginning to study everything about what fire really is. And what is interesting is that before the Mystic-Old-Man said about it, and before Big Alexander mentioned it, the color red began to steal my attention. And when I was making clothes, I recently made a red hoodie and called it “tummo,” because it is a Tibetan Buddhist ancient practice where you ignite this inner fire in yourself so that you never feel cold, and I decided to depict those ancient illustrations on my sweatshirt and make this sweatshirt a red, red-dirty color so that it would look vintage. And the red color started stealing my attention, so I made my own clothing collection, like merch dedicated to my books, Buddhist and Hindu. I made myself red pants, brick-colored, and also made this sweatshirt for myself. What’s curious is that when I watch a movie or scroll through the internet, red color steals my attention, especially clothing — for some reason, I really want a red sweatshirt. Then, something I regret not recording — I say “regret,” but naturally, I don’t really regret anything — when I spoke with Big Alexander a couple of weeks ago, he told me that I still need to understand the white and red colors. And I recorded the white color for myself, as if it had stolen my attention, but I ignored the red, even though he told me about it. And then, most interestingly, the Mystic-Old-Man tells me that I will have to find or understand the red color. And so, as I understand it, the red color is fire, and I am now getting to know it. So it turns out, my previous books were about learning the four elements. The last, fourth element was ether — that is impulse, movement, the hourglass. And now I am learning fire, the fifth element. And at the same time, while I am reading and studying all this in the sacred scriptures of all religions, I am also physically making a matrix from bamboo sticks. I work on it every day, including yesterday. At the moment when I realize something a little, something starts to happen, like it used to before when I was little. It happens like this, but I always somehow suppressed it within myself, or it turned off on its own, but an insane heat occurs, though the body is not physically hot. But I get so hot that