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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2026 1:56 pm
by Alexandr Korol
some thought that with age they started having problems with their head;
some thought it was because of the pandemic; some thought it was because
of nervous burnout or nervous breakdowns; some thought it was because
of military operations and stress, and that’s why the world is perceived
so strangely now. But, in essence, we have all been dead for a long time.
And now the talk is about something else — about rebirth. But see how strange
it looks? That is, in essence, we seem to live the same way, we seem to age
physically. Four years have passed since 2021 — you could say the fifth year
is starting now — but we are living.
Well, if you want a little black humor, I’ll laugh again. They always say that
you can’t take anything with you to the other side — you know, when a person
wants to buy an apartment by sacrificing their health, working hard, toiling
away. And when he already has one but wants a second, his relatives tell him:
“you can’t take all that with you to the other side.” I’ll tell you this — yes, you
can. That’s the joke: you can take it! Everything, you see, was taken along.
All the conditions that were in our memory, everything you had, you still
have. Well, of course, there is a distribution: some end up in hell, some in
heaven. Maybe in hell all of it is taken away, and you begin to be surrounded
by everything unpleasant that can seem unpleasant to you. In heaven, maybe
it’s the opposite: everything you dreamed of, it remains, and even doubles,
and pleasant people are attracted to your life. Maybe it’s like that. But right
now, it’s not about hell and heaven. Just a few days ago, I started thinking
about what the future will be like, how people will live in the future. I started
thinking about it. And I realize that for the last five years, when I think
about it, I don’t see this future — it’s as if everything is simply undefined.
We are like in some pot of soup that is being stirred; we are spinning in this
funnel, and where we will be tossed in a minute — onto a potato or a carrot?
Or under the water? Or the other way around? Or will we be ladled into
a plate? It’s completely unclear. And this is how I have been feeling since
2021. And I suddenly understood — that is why nothing can be planned,
and it is impossible, and there has been no certainty since that date,
because everyone died and the world was destroyed; the end of the world
occurred. I am, of course, choosing words, and perhaps they are incorrect;
maybe later there will be a different, more accurate way to name this.