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Then he said that on May ninth I absolutely must perform once more, where I’ll
simply tell about what my eleventh volume is about, just to see this reaction. What
people’s reaction to me will be, what mine to them will be. That is, it’s important
and curious. And I say:
— I need to be in the Spirit by that time, and I’m not in the Spirit.
— Yes, everything will be fine. Everything’s under control.
— All right. So I’ll be in the Spirit by that time.
— Yes, you’ll already be in the Spirit in three days. Don’t sweat it.
— Okay, okay.
It’s also interesting that when the light went out and when I stopped being in the
Spirit, I began to wear black clothes again instead of white. By myself, without
controlling it… And when you’re in the Spirit, every musical composition, no
matter the genre, steals your attention, as if it’s both inside you and around
you. And likewise any film, of any genre. Everything’s volumetric, you’re all
shining like that, people feel hot when they’re with you. Whereas that state I’m
in now is new and unique — that is, it’s not the world of the moon, it’s not the
underground kingdom, so don’t work yourselves up. But it’s something like…
A star, but a dark one, let’s call it that. Or in shadow. Here, on the contrary,
nothing steals your attention, as if everything’s out of focus. I’ll turn on any
film, and everything’s as if empty, bland, all the same, and the music is bland,
empty, all the same. But at the same time I’m still not in the world of people.
That is, if I go out onto the street — just as when I was in the Spirit, I’d walk
and it’s as if I’m in a cocoon, and all the people are behind glass — so likewise
now I’ll go out, it’s all the same, I’m in a cocoon and behind glass. Only I don’t
shine but, on the contrary, I’m empty, transparent, as if I’m a ghost. As if I’m
cold. There’s cold and heat, warmth and cold… And that was warmth, whereas
this is something the same, but cold. That’s roughly how I perceive it all.
And Big Alexander said that I absolutely must read about what an eclipse is
and what a shadow is.
Hindu mythology (the Vedas, the Puranas, and related texts)
One of the most famous stories is about the demon Rahu (and his body, Ketu). According
to the legend, during the churning of the Ocean of Milk, Rahu by cunning tasted
simply tell about what my eleventh volume is about, just to see this reaction. What
people’s reaction to me will be, what mine to them will be. That is, it’s important
and curious. And I say:
— I need to be in the Spirit by that time, and I’m not in the Spirit.
— Yes, everything will be fine. Everything’s under control.
— All right. So I’ll be in the Spirit by that time.
— Yes, you’ll already be in the Spirit in three days. Don’t sweat it.
— Okay, okay.
It’s also interesting that when the light went out and when I stopped being in the
Spirit, I began to wear black clothes again instead of white. By myself, without
controlling it… And when you’re in the Spirit, every musical composition, no
matter the genre, steals your attention, as if it’s both inside you and around
you. And likewise any film, of any genre. Everything’s volumetric, you’re all
shining like that, people feel hot when they’re with you. Whereas that state I’m
in now is new and unique — that is, it’s not the world of the moon, it’s not the
underground kingdom, so don’t work yourselves up. But it’s something like…
A star, but a dark one, let’s call it that. Or in shadow. Here, on the contrary,
nothing steals your attention, as if everything’s out of focus. I’ll turn on any
film, and everything’s as if empty, bland, all the same, and the music is bland,
empty, all the same. But at the same time I’m still not in the world of people.
That is, if I go out onto the street — just as when I was in the Spirit, I’d walk
and it’s as if I’m in a cocoon, and all the people are behind glass — so likewise
now I’ll go out, it’s all the same, I’m in a cocoon and behind glass. Only I don’t
shine but, on the contrary, I’m empty, transparent, as if I’m a ghost. As if I’m
cold. There’s cold and heat, warmth and cold… And that was warmth, whereas
this is something the same, but cold. That’s roughly how I perceive it all.
And Big Alexander said that I absolutely must read about what an eclipse is
and what a shadow is.
Hindu mythology (the Vedas, the Puranas, and related texts)
One of the most famous stories is about the demon Rahu (and his body, Ketu). According
to the legend, during the churning of the Ocean of Milk, Rahu by cunning tasted