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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2025 6:04 pm
by Alexandr Korol
to the normal world, the earth — the world of the living, an ordinary world that is both spiritual and material, a good, light, and kind world. And underground, its opposite is evening, which is precisely the underworld. So, it’s divided like this. I used to separate it as sky and earth, underworld and afterlife. But many say that the underworld and the afterlife are the same. But let’s put it this way: yes, they’re all on the other side, opposite in a sense. Let’s accept that they are truly opposites to the two bright worlds — sky and earth. So there is sky and earth — two worlds. And then there is the “Through the Looking Glass” kind of place — the underworld and the realm of the dead. Yes, that’s how it is. Let’s keep that in mind.

And now the most interesting thing, which I don’t understand but want to note, is that I didn’t quite finish saying or writing, and I want to ask the Mystic-Old-Man or Big Alexander about it. I have the feeling that Mara actually didn’t begin when I started writing the fourth volume of “Alternative History” a year ago, in summer 2024. It felt like then I entered the underworld, and then the fifth volume was still the underworld, and now the sixth, seventh, and eighth volumes — and generally this whole time, now in 2025 — I’m only now coming out of the underworld. It feels, on one hand, like I entered it a year ago. But you see, now that I have started to come out from under this underworld, I suddenly begin to realize and feel that it seems this underworld actually began much earlier — I just didn’t notice it. It feels like this underworld started around 2020, maybe late 2020, early 2021. It seems that this underworld began then, and perhaps it began not only for me but maybe for all people — that’s the question. Or maybe only for some people, or maybe we were all in this underworld, like it was a big cycle, and now we are all coming out of it. Some have survived it, and some have not. But I suddenly got this feeling that now, as I start coming out of the underworld, I feel love, kindness — I put on a white T-shirt, a light blue cap, everything feels bright and kind. And I realize that this brightness, kindness, and this kind of love — of course, sometimes I still feel it, but to live by it every day like this — I understand that I haven’t felt this way for many years. Not just this one year while I’ve been writing about the underworld, but it feels like