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[Alexandr Korol]

doing everything right. They were spreading my book from my source into all these dimensions and worlds, and in the underworld it must be fake. After all, there are fake people there — they only consume fakes, and they listen to fakes, which is why they have fake clothing, they only watch pirated films. And for them there is even a version of me like that. Think of it differently: this is the underworld, and even there people read books, and in a way, that’s wonderful — it’s like a remix for them. By what seem to be divine laws, they simply cannot buy the original book, because that would mean they end up in paradise, and they are not allowed to leave the underworld — they must remain there. And so it turns out that the only way for them to somehow be able to read my book in the underworld is for it to be fake. The only other question is: if I were obsessed with money, like all serious entrepreneurs in the world, then it’s entirely possible that I could simply take control and, alongside my genuine original products, also produce fakes — but be the owner of those fake products, meaning poor-quality counterfeits, yet that way the fake world — that is, the underworld, you understand? — would acquire all of it, but at least I would get some money from the sales. If you don’t do it yourself and are against it, then someone else will do it for you, as I now see is happening. Imagine how interestingly everything is arranged.

So we are talking with Big Alexander, and he says that’s exactly how it is, and that now all of this will fold up, everything will come to the point where only one world will remain, and that world will be mine. That when I fully realize myself and remember everything, and arrive in this central world, this center of the world — when I enter it now — then everyone, and the world itself, will also become kind and magical. And why? Because it’s a continuation, a projection of me, of my consciousness, of my mind. Well, let’s put it this way... although the mind doesn’t really exist either... but let’s say we imagine it as a projection of my mind. And it will simply become such a world in my eyes. I will finish my journey through all the worlds and remain only in one world. And all the people I remember, the way I remember the world — everything will transfer together with me, exactly the same, and it will simply be magic. That is, I’ll explain it differently so you understand once again. If suddenly my parents...