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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2026 10:58 am
I see that she is afraid and doesn’t understand anything. I say to her:
— For me it’s scarier, believe me. I am more afraid than you are. You really have nothing to worry about. But who you are, where you came from, and why I react this way — that’s the question.
We spoke just like that, in passing, and I see: in the time while I was corresponding with her, everyone who can and cannot starts writing to me. The phone is simply blowing up. This was precisely on the evening of the sixteenth and yesterday, the seventeenth, all day. They were simply drawn as if by a magnet. And I remember that before, when I was still little, I even spoke about how I have a playlist “Frequency of love.” That if you switch on the heart, this frequency of love, then people all start to just remember you, everyone starts to fall in love with you. Even out on the street, if you go, everyone looks at you, and, it’s as if, they cannot tear themselves away from you, and want to come up. And I always noticed such a thing, that when, throughout my whole life, I would suddenly experience this connection, so to speak, love… But again, do not take this literally. That is, this does not mean that this is about relationships, this never moved into any kind of practice. But you can feel some kind of love for someone, even when you see a person on the bus. And so, when something like this would switch on and wake up in me, these were always some moments, in these periods everyone would immediately start writing and calling me. Well, naturally, girls. As if I had been highlighted in their heads, and they really cannot control themselves and don’t know what to say, and just: “How are you? Is everything alright?” And just like that they are drawn. And just imagine, the same thing is happening from the sixteenth, yesterday and the day before yesterday, just everyone as if by a magnet. But I, naturally, don’t tell anyone about this. And the very girl I have just been corresponding with tells me that for some reason everyone has started writing and calling her. Boys, of course, and under various pretexts. Someone was calling her and crying that his personal life had collapsed, wanting to have a heart-to-heart with her, someone else with something else. Well, under various pretexts, but everyone started to remember her, to write to her. Can you imagine? I am in shock, unreal, how does this even work.
— For me it’s scarier, believe me. I am more afraid than you are. You really have nothing to worry about. But who you are, where you came from, and why I react this way — that’s the question.
We spoke just like that, in passing, and I see: in the time while I was corresponding with her, everyone who can and cannot starts writing to me. The phone is simply blowing up. This was precisely on the evening of the sixteenth and yesterday, the seventeenth, all day. They were simply drawn as if by a magnet. And I remember that before, when I was still little, I even spoke about how I have a playlist “Frequency of love.” That if you switch on the heart, this frequency of love, then people all start to just remember you, everyone starts to fall in love with you. Even out on the street, if you go, everyone looks at you, and, it’s as if, they cannot tear themselves away from you, and want to come up. And I always noticed such a thing, that when, throughout my whole life, I would suddenly experience this connection, so to speak, love… But again, do not take this literally. That is, this does not mean that this is about relationships, this never moved into any kind of practice. But you can feel some kind of love for someone, even when you see a person on the bus. And so, when something like this would switch on and wake up in me, these were always some moments, in these periods everyone would immediately start writing and calling me. Well, naturally, girls. As if I had been highlighted in their heads, and they really cannot control themselves and don’t know what to say, and just: “How are you? Is everything alright?” And just like that they are drawn. And just imagine, the same thing is happening from the sixteenth, yesterday and the day before yesterday, just everyone as if by a magnet. But I, naturally, don’t tell anyone about this. And the very girl I have just been corresponding with tells me that for some reason everyone has started writing and calling her. Boys, of course, and under various pretexts. Someone was calling her and crying that his personal life had collapsed, wanting to have a heart-to-heart with her, someone else with something else. Well, under various pretexts, but everyone started to remember her, to write to her. Can you imagine? I am in shock, unreal, how does this even work.