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[Alexandr Korol]

saw it or not — “Spellbinder.” As if I ended up specifically in a different reality.
And back then I sensed it so strongly that I already, let’s say, joked and said: guys,
what if the whole world vanishes right now, everyone dies out from this pandemic
or from something else altogether unclear, and we won’t even find out about it
if we’re in this Karelia? As if this Karelia is precisely a different planet. That if
that planet where Petersburg, Russia, and the whole world is gets destroyed, we
won’t even realize it. That’s how it is. That I end up somewhere, but it’s simply
not visible. These boundaries aren’t visible.

The next time I sensed this, it happened in August-September. This was when
I rented that villa outside the city in Asia. I noticed that when I came out into
nature, precisely there, to the villa — which is also important, precisely to the
villa — then, when I return back to Bangkok, I feel that all this time I was absent
from the world of people, from Bangkok and from the whole planet Earth, where
Russia is and everything else. And that when I lived in the mountains, four
hours from the city, at my own villa, I was again under a dome, in some other
dimension, where time flows differently. There’s a different encoding there. And
I sensed it every time when I’d come to the villa and return to Bangkok. That is,
Bangkok is as if tied to that rhythm of reality to which the whole world is tied,
where all these events and all the news happen. But when I’m at the villa, out in
nature, I end up in some other dimension, as if on another planet, as in Karelia.
It’s as if, if the world vanishes, gets erased, and so on, then when I return back
to Bangkok from outside the city, if it’s been erased, it will already be from the
world, from the dimension of my villa. It’s hard to explain, but many films and
series about multiverses are already trying to show something similar. And now
for the most interesting thing. Regarding, let’s say, you, my guests, and me. And
this distortion of time and space. We didn’t, after all, see any distortion in the air,
with something bubbling, with us passing through something. They only show
that in the films, so that it can be seen. But in essence, something similar does
exist. Because when you met with me, you really left that world, your own. You sort
of teleported, but don’t know it yourselves. And you ended up in that world where
I am. And it’s some other one. It’s an altogether different code, a different reality.
It’s so beautifully put together that it’s almost impossible to notice. Because you
can just as well write to someone, watch the news, and so on. That is, it’s as if
everything continues. But in reality you were in a completely different place.