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[Alexandr Korol]

majority of the mass of people in the megacities is located. And I also see how those people who are sinful, the ones who were doing all the bad things — they are for some reason in terror. They are feeling a crazy fear and terror. Right now, at the end of January. They are trying by every means to jam this, but they feel it. And it’s as if they are horrified by their own selves. By the fact that they are, as it were, waking up and starting to realize what horror they have been doing lately, the past few years. And another thing I have taken note of: when the pandemic began, and when various events were happening in the world, I felt a similar horror — not in all people, but in a certain number of people. I felt as if people had gone insane. And right now I feel the same thing. But this only concerns the dark people — they are being “nightmared,” in quotation marks. They are “being nightmared,” they are horrified, and something is happening to them — their head is going off the rails, I would put it in plain language. Maybe they feel that something will happen now in the world. Maybe something is simply happening right now that is affecting people so strongly. And the people who are light, who feel the light, so to speak, are glad of it. And those who chose the darkness and now feel the light are horrified by it. Something like that is happening right now, and all of this is heading towards something. And I see that again, as I had noticed before — it is as if people have been swapped out, something has happened to them, something has settled into them. Right now I see the same thing happening with people. But this is not in my close circle. But out there somewhere, where the social mass is, something like that is happening. That is, in whomever the door for the dark forces was open, the dark forces have now entered into these people and are “nightmaring” them. Why it is so, what it is, what it is for? I cannot say. I am simply sharing observations now, as in my diary, in my notes — which, consequently, are also entering into this novel “Alternative History,” the eleventh volume.

Something else I am experiencing right now and can’t get out of my head: it’s as if I am starting to realize that, after all… Of course, I might again, as a person, be picturing this too literally, working myself up and inventing things. After all, if you look back and pay attention to all the previous ten volumes of the novel “Alternative History,” nothing was in a fully literal sense — all of it is sacred language, and nothing is the way it actually appears. That is, everything is so,