Alexandr Korol

It was very curious how he got almost anxious and said: “When? When are
you going home?” I said, “It’s not physical.” He says: “I understand, when
is home?” I thought, “How strange.” As if something... I don’t know what
he was thinking. Maybe something in the world depends on it, or maybe
he needs to be ready for something. But he really wanted to find out when.
And he seemed to tune me into these specific timeframes, these dates —
either a week before my birthday or a week after. Why he wants that, or what
it’s for, I don’t know. But I won’t force myself into those dates on purpose.
It will happen as it happens.

Another interesting thing: I had a dream today. Big Alexander appears
in the dream and says:

— So, have you solved the matrix? Completely solved the matrix?
— It seems so, yes, — I answer him uncertainly.
— Good. And how many? How many?

And he asks how many geometric — but he doesn’t say what: maybe vertices,
maybe geometric shapes. And I say: “There are three rectangles.” He paused —
this is happening in the dream — he paused and said:

— You need to check again. Recount the quantity of what’s there, — but he doesn’t
say the quantity of what.

And that was the dream. And everywhere the lights are flashing: “way home,
way home, way home, way home.” “Road home, home, home, home, home,
home, home.” But this probably means, as I can assume and as I see it now,
that if I change very significantly now, then that’s it — I will cross over into
the world that is mine. That is, if I become, figuratively speaking, the Spirit,
then the world will also become mine. It’s as if it will all be a Spirit-world.
And it follows that all people will then become entirely my projection, and
all of this will be completely my world. The essence of it is this feeling —
if I were to describe it clumsily in human terms so the reader can understand
— it’s as if all the other worlds will end and slam shut if I cross over