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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2025 9:30 am
No, they are not happening, because you chose the fifth. But they were already scripted and thought out, in case you did choose one of them. But you see only the one you chose, and that’s it. Why should you know or see some other world at all? For you, only the world you see exists. But that’s not the point right now. As I’m saying, that’s only a strain on the mind and will confuse you. It’s better now to return to the key point I should, in principle, be reasoning about in Volume Nine.
It turns out that now I am changing and becoming magical again, becoming like a character from a fairy tale, entering a fairy-tale world. And, accordingly, this means all the people around me will become like that as well. And I begin to remember — and that’s exactly how it was. You see, I was even given this moment of comparison, because in childhood — well, in my youth — I described exactly this. I remember my readers; each reader was sincere when I first appeared in 2010 and 2011. Each one was sincere, kind, sensitive. But the most interesting thing is something else — every year I described in my books matched my readers’ experiences; they had the same things happening. And why? Because they are my projection. So when I felt happiness and love, everyone felt happiness and love, and they fell in love. When I suddenly became interested in history or science, everyone also said, “I felt the same, I wanted it too, and I also got into it,” and so on. And why? Because in whatever world I happened to be during all this time of traveling — on different frequencies, in different dimensions — the whole world changed along with me. And so when I was magical back then, that magic existed for all people. You see, it’s one thing when people felt, while talking to me, as if they were in a vacuum — where nothing else existed, as if I was inside their head — and I could speak with a person in such a way that they had no sense of whether three minutes had passed, or three hours, or even an entire day. But imagine, this same effect could happen not only because I was in such a magical world, where I was magical and people saw and perceived it the same way — this magic could also happen through correspondence. That is, I could, without intending to, simply share something — write a short story to a friend, send a message on social media — and while they were reading it,
It turns out that now I am changing and becoming magical again, becoming like a character from a fairy tale, entering a fairy-tale world. And, accordingly, this means all the people around me will become like that as well. And I begin to remember — and that’s exactly how it was. You see, I was even given this moment of comparison, because in childhood — well, in my youth — I described exactly this. I remember my readers; each reader was sincere when I first appeared in 2010 and 2011. Each one was sincere, kind, sensitive. But the most interesting thing is something else — every year I described in my books matched my readers’ experiences; they had the same things happening. And why? Because they are my projection. So when I felt happiness and love, everyone felt happiness and love, and they fell in love. When I suddenly became interested in history or science, everyone also said, “I felt the same, I wanted it too, and I also got into it,” and so on. And why? Because in whatever world I happened to be during all this time of traveling — on different frequencies, in different dimensions — the whole world changed along with me. And so when I was magical back then, that magic existed for all people. You see, it’s one thing when people felt, while talking to me, as if they were in a vacuum — where nothing else existed, as if I was inside their head — and I could speak with a person in such a way that they had no sense of whether three minutes had passed, or three hours, or even an entire day. But imagine, this same effect could happen not only because I was in such a magical world, where I was magical and people saw and perceived it the same way — this magic could also happen through correspondence. That is, I could, without intending to, simply share something — write a short story to a friend, send a message on social media — and while they were reading it,