Alexandr Korol

There’s also one interesting parallel story. I was supposed to fly to Japan yesterday,
and I didn’t fly. What happened was that just a couple of days, or even a week,
beforehand I began to feel that I mustn’t fly to Japan, but I don’t understand
why. When I’d already gotten the tickets and the hotel and everything, then I
began to feel it even more. I began to feel some kind of fear, anxiety, downright
some kind of horror, when I bought the tickets to Japan and booked the hotel.
I didn’t understand why. I thought that since I’m somewhere in the darkness,
then it’s probably because of the darkness. But it turned out no — in the darkness
there aren’t these human qualities, when you’re punished there. Now, as it’s all
been cleared up further… I lost the Spirit, and where I ended up — that’s also a
superpower. Everything’s fine here, I’m super confident here, super strong, super
clear, no sins, no fears, no doubts. Everything’s fine. But… What confused me
was Japan, because I didn’t understand that it’s because of it that I feel this way. I
thought that I’d simply ended up in some kind of gloom. I’d simply lost the Spirit,
so I’m in the gloom — but it turned out that I’m not in the dark world of gloom, but
that it was because of Japan. And I was supposed to fly not alone. And the person
I was supposed to fly with, naturally, persuades me that I absolutely must fly. I
told him: — There’s no way I can. — You have to. — I can’t. — You have to. And in
the end… On the night before the flight I wake up every hour, and the voice tells
me: “Don’t fly. Don’t fly. It’ll be bad, don’t fly.” I lie back down to sleep, close
my eyes, and I have a dream. That is, the dream gives it a cover. And I dreamed
of my mom — she’s in no way connected with Japan, but the point is that I have
a dream that I’m with my mom at the airport somewhere at the check-in desk,
and we have some kind of conflict there with the staff. And I wake up again, and
now, when I wake up, the voice tells me: “Don’t fly.” And I think, what is this…
I wake up in the morning at half past seven and tell the person:

— I won’t fly.
— But this is some kind of nonsense, what do you mean? You have to fly.
— No. I mustn’t.
— Come on, listen, everyone gets nervous, it happens. It’s like before the dentist,
like a new country.
— I’m nervous? I’ve just been in Russia and in America… So, I wasn’t nervous
then? And here I got scared of Japan, the most peaceful country in the world?
It’s illogical. It’s something else. I mustn’t go there. I mustn’t.