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[Alexandr Korol]

And again, I remembered how in my earliest books I asserted — I had this
theory when I was writing about frequencies — I wrote that there are people
who are seemingly unrestricted; they are like a “zero,” just as I am. And
when I switch between worlds, such a person stays with me because they can
switch through these worlds with me. I also noticed that there is another type
of person — for example, a friend — who only exists when I am in a specific
world, on a specific frequency. But if I switch to other frequencies, they are not
there; it’s as if they cannot switch to that place. This all happens on a subtle
plane; these boundaries aren’t visible. But it happens in such a way that you
forget this person, and they forget you. If I go into another world where they
don’t exist, it’s as if I am erased from their mind and they are erased from
mine, because they have no access there. There are people who are restricted
in such travels. They are specifically tied to certain frequencies, meaning
certain worlds. And there are those who are not tied down, who can fly
through all worlds. Right now, I felt that because of this person, it was as if I
didn’t have access to certain worlds, or as if because of him I was connected
to a world he belongs to, and now the door to his world has slammed shut.
Looking at it this way, I suddenly recall that this employee began working
with me actively and appeared — really showed up — know when? I’ll tell you:
in May 2024. That was exactly when everything regarding the underworld
started in the summer. And I suggested: could it be that this person is
actually from the underworld? It’s clear that he appeared in my life at certain
moments and disappeared at others. But here, clearly, he actively appeared
in my life exactly when I appeared in the underworld. And maybe, because
I have now disconnected him from myself, and he has disconnected from
me, and we have disconnected from each other, the door to the underworld
has slammed shut. He has gone completely back there, perhaps — this is my
theory — and I have gone completely into my own world. It’s as if this person
has no access to the world of light. It was as if he lives in his own bubble
and I in mine. But while he was working with me, it was as if our bubbles
merged, like worlds, bubble upon bubble. And thanks to this, a third, neutral
space was formed, where it wasn’t exactly pure hell, but his dark forces were
calling him, while he was simultaneously under the influence of my bubble.