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And it turns out that a person from the world of sickness immediately wants to show it, to boast, because for him God is those people of the social world. And he wants to show them that he’s doing well, that in these games of “who’s better” he demonstrates that today he succeeded. See, he’s in Australia, sitting with stars. And only with this does he satisfy his inner demon and his mind. But that is not happiness, it’s wrong, you can’t do that. Only when you are pure can you calmly enjoy something without grabbing it, tearing it out, and stuffing it into your pocket. You admire everything, but don’t claim it as yours — yet this happens only when you are so clean that you have no complexes, no desire to compete with someone, or prove to someone that you are great. But the one who does have complexes — he is, as the saying goes, “choked by the toad.” He feels uneasy: “How is this possible? I spent so much money, in such an expensive country, with such serious people, and not to show anyone? How?” He thinks that if he shows it, people will love and respect him more. And in a way, he is right. Only the ones who will love and respect him are not people. And do you really need recognition from those who are not even people? You see what a trap this social world is.
I also have — though this is only an assumption, maybe it’s not like that — but still I want to record this path right from the start of working on Volume Nine of “Alternative History”: it feels as if, if I fully enter this magical world and settle in it, and not only me but also some other people, then it’s like from there, the way we live, we ourselves will be that source, which will then somehow reflect, mirror, and this light will spread across the whole matrix, across all the worlds in which people live. That’s how I imagine it. And as if this light — or rather certain people, or gods, or whoever they are, who once lived in this paradise, in the magical world, the world of heaven, or whatever you want to call it — as if they once got there, and from there everything reflected and spread out. And now it’s like they are leaving, and the light that had spread through all worlds is also leaving, while I, on the contrary, am coming to this central point. And when I fully arrive there, then from there the light will spread again, as if a new system of all worlds, of all people, will be launched.
I also have — though this is only an assumption, maybe it’s not like that — but still I want to record this path right from the start of working on Volume Nine of “Alternative History”: it feels as if, if I fully enter this magical world and settle in it, and not only me but also some other people, then it’s like from there, the way we live, we ourselves will be that source, which will then somehow reflect, mirror, and this light will spread across the whole matrix, across all the worlds in which people live. That’s how I imagine it. And as if this light — or rather certain people, or gods, or whoever they are, who once lived in this paradise, in the magical world, the world of heaven, or whatever you want to call it — as if they once got there, and from there everything reflected and spread out. And now it’s like they are leaving, and the light that had spread through all worlds is also leaving, while I, on the contrary, am coming to this central point. And when I fully arrive there, then from there the light will spread again, as if a new system of all worlds, of all people, will be launched.