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[Alexandr Korol]

But that is the world of people. Because even when I was in a car in the world of heaven, you ride and it doesn’t matter at what speed you are being driven, even in a more dangerous situation you somehow begin to feel the fire inside yourself even more, and the body becomes as if airy. But when you are in the world of people, you are already tense when suddenly the driver drives poorly. Although, seemingly, what is there to fear, right? You can even say to yourself, “I am Alexandr Korol,” but still you cannot even control this fear. It is inherently human, just an instinct of survival switches on, a cowardly one. And I think: “Again this cowardice, where did it come from?” But this is the world of people, it has much of this. In it there is again fatigue, in this world of people. I don’t even want to list it. I will, of course, try to avoid this topic and share more of the world of heaven. Well, of course, in comparison I may touch upon something, but naturally it is necessary to focus more on the world of heaven, so that all this radiates through Volume Nine, and therefore that people too may, so to speak, come into contact with it, connect to all of this.

I just want to add, returning to this theory of mine, that one cannot contradict the other. That is, why I thought, about the situation with Maxim — well, he is an imaginary friend — why, if Maxim, so to speak, was in the world of heaven, I took him into the world of earth, he leveled up there, like an upgraded Maxim, but then he can leave the world of earth again for the world of heaven and be happy, yet in parallel that material Maxim still remained. And I believe that in the world of heaven all problems are resolved. In my case, probably, I needed to descend to earth, as Big Alexander said. Why do I believe that all problems are resolved? Because how then about the other theory, the version that was confirmed by the Mystic-Old-Man, Big Alexander, that when I was in this world of heaven as a child, any person who entered it, into this bubble, all their problems were resolved. Do you understand? And I always — maybe I didn’t know what to call it — but I always felt out this magical, unique world. I remember when I was 21–22 years old, I would say: “Ah, well, look at those movies about shamans, people?” I watched them too. “You probably saw, how there are all kinds of Voodoo — not Voodoo, sorcerers, they gather some unicorn milk, some bone, beat a drum, and then