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[Alexandr Korol]

Fine, the green stone is the material day. Blue sapphire, black sapphire — those, let’s say, are the Spirit of Justice, because truth is something protective, but only if in balance. And then the fourth world — that’s amethyst, though I’ve also combined it with onyx, with black stone. That’s a very good combination; the Mystic-Old-Man confirmed it before too, that amethyst and black stone are a very strong combination. And now he confirmed again — yes, amethyst truly does associate with the dodecahedron, with the Spirit of Death, with the nameless frequency. That’s the violet color, but at the same time also black. So, for example, in the fourth world — that realm of the dead where the dodecahedron is, the world of spirits, so to speak — there you truly feel like wearing only black clothing. No white soles, no white shoelaces — absolutely none of that. Completely black clothing. You start liking black technology — black cameras, black items — everything black, and your attention gets pulled fully toward all things black. It feels very powerful. And then there’s the amethyst stone. Again, you see, you’re drawn to both amethyst and black stone when it comes to the afterlife realm, the kingdom of the dead. But then there’s also the underworld — the third world, the Spirit of Justice — where you also feel pulled toward black. And of course, that world has many sublevels within it. There, too, you’re drawn to black, and that means blue also fits in there. So that’s the kind of arrangement forming.
But what am I getting at again? The most interesting thing is that I still can’t quite express it — and I don’t know if it’s a mistake or not. And so I’ve begun to suspect that right now I’m entering the fifth world. I’m tuning into it, and I’m starting to feel it: remembering myself as a child, feeling an overwhelming love, my chest burning, my palms burning, and this longing for Russian songs, romantic and kind Russian films about love. And the color red has started stealing my attention — completely, insanely — I see it everywhere now. It’s like, imagine, I’m looking around my apartment, and only the red things are glowing, and the rest I don’t even perceive; my eyes go straight to the red. I’ve got a red Japanese deity figurine, a red camera strap, a red shopping bag, a red sweater lying around, red tags on my camera bags, red logos. All of it — this red — just glows. Cool? Cool. But! When I began to feel and study the theme of the fifth element —