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[Alexandr Korol]

Then we talked about immortality. I told how I once called the mystic-old-man
and imagined a certain thing that he was supposed to read. He read it. I asked
him whether I’d be immortal if I did a certain thing. He says: “Yes, interesting,
yes.” And what did I imagine then? I didn’t tell him, after all. And I imagined then
that I’m at my place — only not on the mountain that I have here, but in Russia…
That I’m simply walking around on the mountain, but “without mind,” having
switched off completely from everything, as if I’m outside time, outside space,
that is, the Spirit. And that’s it — immortal, and everything’s stopped, I don’t
even age. Until I get in touch with a person, time won’t go. If you don’t interact
with people, but are alone like that, nowhere, no one, then that’s it, you become
immortal. And so I was telling all this to Meladze, how it works and how to do
it, if on purpose. Meladze asked me: “And are there ones who live a long time?”
And so we kept discussing death and immortality. I supposed that when a person
dies, there’s this moment there that he might not remember, after all — just as
I don’t remember where I came from. And it turns out that he might die already
old, but in essence it’ll be so that he woke up, he’s seven years old, in the very
same life that he was living. Only he’s seven years old. And he doesn’t remember
everything that was, but now he has a very great experience inside, and that’s why
he’s somehow special. Maybe that’s why since childhood I was such that everyone
thought some fellow lives within me, because I’m sort of little but talk like an
adult. Because the Spirit, you see, it’s altogether outside time and outside age.
So, just as it manifests in the eleventh volume, this same Spirit manifested when
I was little, you understand? It likewise knew and said all of this. That’s how it is.

Right now I asked Meladze to record notes for himself. We discussed that Big
Alexander used to hint at there being some other options besides me. But now it’s
already been definitely established that there’s only me, and all the other options
of some chosen ones, as they say, didn’t pass the tests. Then we discussed that Big
Alexander used to make some kind of helmet, through which he could influence
people, but he needed to put it on someone. And in the end some special services
came and took this helmet from him. Some military men would also turn to him so
often that he’d come to some site where there was, figuratively speaking, a certain
mountain, and see that inside the mountain there were aliens — more precisely,
a flying saucer, which is better not to touch. And it’s unclear how he does this