I don’t know. I don’t want to know, I don’t know and don’t plan to know what will happen next. Maybe I will keep on writing books and might be going to the cafe and eating burgers. I might take a picture of a burger and post it online. Or maybe I won’t be on social media at all. Maybe the Spirit will want me to look fancy and answer the questions of the readers who will read this book online or on social media channels, because people all over the world will be reading it. Maybe this book is enough and I will be inaccessible after it is published. I don’t know where I will be.
Maybe the Spirit will want me to be invisible to people and in the forest, somewhere in the world, doesn’t matter what country. Live in the forest and look like a bum. I don’t know. I am not thinking about it. But of course I guess that many of you reading this book may have this question. Maybe it will be all quiet in the world and this book will be just an interesting sci-fi and someone will adapt it to a movie or TV show. Maybe something will actually happen in the world and because of that the hearts of the people will open. And people will begin to see who I am, because they don’t see me nor my book for now. Maybe it will happen this year, maybe in twenty years. Maybe it is my last book. Maybe there will be more books after. Maybe I will receive such information that will be not allowed to talk about or write about. I know how people think when I was among people and thought like this, “Why do we never see people who are different? Where do they go? Maybe they are hiding behind the nonsense and look like bums, just not telling anyone?” And maybe, as I said earlier, there are people who are movie directors, musicians and I am a writer, and we are under God, so the Spirit created art through us. Maybe I will keep writing my books, non-fiction and fairy-tales, telling more and more about real nature that people forgot about. And there is no need to assign me to any citizenship or denomination. No need to attach me to any religion or a country. You want to know right away when you come to the restaurant, who made the silverware and stemware in this restaurant. But no, someone actually created it. I want the accent to be on the book and what’s in it. Not to me personally. I would not publish it because I know what kind of chemical reaction it will be after it is out. But the Spirit wants it. As if this is some kind of a mission for me to publish this book. The Spirit was making this story with me for ten years.