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[Alexandr Korol]

I would say: “Well, here are people, here is a tree, I see it now. And it simply is, that’s all, and there are no thoughts. None.” That is, again you enter this state without thoughts. What else is there? Well, immediately you do not get tired, clarity. But the state is such — truly “without mind.” Simply this state is like a shock, because you are as if in nowhere, you are not aware at all, you are not evaluating anything, you do not know what time you woke up, you don’t even think about it, and you don’t know how today will end. You don’t know what you will be doing in the evening. You are just here right now, and that’s it, and afterwards you only make the decision in the moment what comes next. As if it cannot even be planned in advance. And I will say this — even if you suddenly try to plan something, then everything is completely erased, crossed out, everything changes. That is, I was supposed to be in one place now, but I am actually in another place. And this was all decided yesterday evening, simply spontaneously, instantly. And that is how everything happens.

Another thing I noticed, both last month and now, during all this time this year while I have been in the world of heaven, is that I see all the wanderers. And I am shocked — why? Because it used to be like this before as well, and I had forgotten. And this was actually, let’s say, a main theme of jokes around me from all my friends, that I talked with beggars. Everyone laughed at me in childhood. And imagine, I enter the world of heaven and that’s it — I cannot even focus on people when I walk down the street, as if to me they are all the same. But if some wanderer, some blessed old woman is sitting there, or some disabled person sitting... Not all of them, but sometimes they shine out so strongly, as if only he sees me, and I see him, and that’s it. And I think, “What is this?” That is, again, now that I am older, I can already make some preliminary conclusions. Is it one frequency? That is, when I enter the world of heaven, are these beggars, these old women, are they also in this world of heaven, since I see them, and they see me? And maybe truly, perhaps, why not — God is in them too. I don’t know how to explain it, but it is very unusual. And that is why I always noticed them and went up to them, and they always came up to me, and I cannot simply pass by. That is, I do not do this with the mind, I immediately give them money,