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the icosahedra and the dodecahedra — it forms everything, in fact. Everything
already exists. And maybe this is already everything that’s supposed to be. And
I’m simply trying to become fully aware of it. After all, my cube consists of two
tetrahedra, of two triangles: precisely one male, the other female. Okay. I crossed
them, and the vertices of these two tetrahedra, which form the cube, form these
wheels. And thanks to these wheels, these spheres form for me — that is, these
balls, icosahedra and dodecahedra: precisely two dodecahedra, because one
dodecahedron is male, the other female; also two icosahedra, one male, the other
female. Everything’s logical. The sun, the moon, as if all the worlds under the sun,
all the worlds under the moon, they’re all crossed. It’s all it, seemingly. And I go
on deciphering further still. Further, what else was highlighted for me. That we
have the mandorla. The mandorla is such an almond shape that forms when you
layer, superimpose one circle, one circumference onto another circumference,
bring them onto each other, and they form this mandorla, this almond, in the
middle. And I have a lot of attention on this too: why such a superimposing? What
is that sphere, that circle; what is that; how, maybe, I still have to superimpose
something onto something else in order to finish deciphering. I worked on this
all weekend.
And then the most curious thing. I show my friend the pictures I’d downloaded
over the weekend — all these scepters, globus crucigers, then the matrices,
geometric figures. And he feels that a very strong energy radiates from them.
And I feel it too. I tell him that I don’t understand which picture exactly — I can’t
identify it at all. And I want to print all these pictures today, each on a separate
sheet, so as to sit with each sheet separately and look at which one it radiates from,
from which picture. And what happened? On Saturday, June 6th, I showed my
friend these pictures — this was during the day. And after this I wasn’t home at
the time. I come home and begin to feel very unusual. Some kind of insane clarity.
My head isn’t heavy, not fuzzy, there’s no intoxication, but on the contrary — an
insane clarity, as if I’ve only just been born, as if I’ve only just woken up. And my
friend’s knee started hurting. I tell him: “I’ll heal your knee for you now — wait.
Wait, hold on, pay attention to what you’ll feel.” And I imagine that I’m him,
and then I imagine all the places of power of Petersburg, all the places of power
of Karelia, then I imagine all the holy ancient places in the world, and it’s as if
already exists. And maybe this is already everything that’s supposed to be. And
I’m simply trying to become fully aware of it. After all, my cube consists of two
tetrahedra, of two triangles: precisely one male, the other female. Okay. I crossed
them, and the vertices of these two tetrahedra, which form the cube, form these
wheels. And thanks to these wheels, these spheres form for me — that is, these
balls, icosahedra and dodecahedra: precisely two dodecahedra, because one
dodecahedron is male, the other female; also two icosahedra, one male, the other
female. Everything’s logical. The sun, the moon, as if all the worlds under the sun,
all the worlds under the moon, they’re all crossed. It’s all it, seemingly. And I go
on deciphering further still. Further, what else was highlighted for me. That we
have the mandorla. The mandorla is such an almond shape that forms when you
layer, superimpose one circle, one circumference onto another circumference,
bring them onto each other, and they form this mandorla, this almond, in the
middle. And I have a lot of attention on this too: why such a superimposing? What
is that sphere, that circle; what is that; how, maybe, I still have to superimpose
something onto something else in order to finish deciphering. I worked on this
all weekend.
And then the most curious thing. I show my friend the pictures I’d downloaded
over the weekend — all these scepters, globus crucigers, then the matrices,
geometric figures. And he feels that a very strong energy radiates from them.
And I feel it too. I tell him that I don’t understand which picture exactly — I can’t
identify it at all. And I want to print all these pictures today, each on a separate
sheet, so as to sit with each sheet separately and look at which one it radiates from,
from which picture. And what happened? On Saturday, June 6th, I showed my
friend these pictures — this was during the day. And after this I wasn’t home at
the time. I come home and begin to feel very unusual. Some kind of insane clarity.
My head isn’t heavy, not fuzzy, there’s no intoxication, but on the contrary — an
insane clarity, as if I’ve only just been born, as if I’ve only just woken up. And my
friend’s knee started hurting. I tell him: “I’ll heal your knee for you now — wait.
Wait, hold on, pay attention to what you’ll feel.” And I imagine that I’m him,
and then I imagine all the places of power of Petersburg, all the places of power
of Karelia, then I imagine all the holy ancient places in the world, and it’s as if