I really don't understand, how mentally retarded do I have to believe in the distortion in my head?

Not mentally retarded, but fearful. It was the fear of the bewitching woman that made me believe in the content of the fear, and made me cling to the only thing I could hold onto—the twist in my head. And, what kind of effort, sweat, and motivation to cover your fears.

Thinking that if you have something, you won't be afraid, it seems like it's a simple truth. I am afraid of not having money, so when I have money, I will not be afraid of not having money. It's a pity that there is more than one way to fear that bewitching woman?

The simplest, when I had money, solved all my worries. Then there is a fear that you can never get rid of, that is, the fear of running out of money again. Right, since I was afraid of having no money at the beginning, I later had countless money through hard work and sweat, and I eliminated all my fears.

So, how can the fear of running out of money again, the fear of suddenly going bankrupt, the fear of returning to the days when it was full of fear, how can this fear be removed?

On the level of fear, I will never be the opponent of the fear of that bewitching woman, never. The content of fear always makes sense, otherwise how could it be fear.

The distortion in my head occupies me, pulls me, and makes me constantly toss and turn in the narrow confines of the distortion in my head. It looks like hard work and sweat, but after all, it's just kneeling in front of fear. Maybe you will succeed, maybe you will become a cultivator, maybe you will reach the pinnacle of life.

But it's not true.

I breathe a sigh of relief when I think that the twist in my head can still lead me to the top of my life. This is the power of distortion, and it is also the power of grasping firmly, as if unwilling to slash the distortion in the mind.

No one wants to take the initiative to kill the distortion in their minds, because those things are themselves, the character of Yuan Changwen. Countless ideas, countless knowledge and cognition, and countless self-definitions are piled up into Yuan Changwen.

To kill is to commit suicide.

It is more painful than physical suicide.

I see how the distortion in my head is, how one-sided the distortion in my head is, but I just can't get rid of the distortion in my head. Hell yes, even if it's just the only thing to rely on, there's no reason to hold it to such an extent.

Besides, it's not that there is no better way, and it's not that there are no more comfortable trade-offs. Going downstream, not letting the distortions in my head get involved, this kind of thing I have experienced. Why is the distortion in the brain still arrogant?

What are my parents? Where is the power to let them be presumptuous in my head? Those so-called filial piety, those so-called thousand-year-old traditions, what do I care? Why do I have to listen to moral traditions? Why do I have a power to obey moral traditions? Why is it that something that is obviously not true has a more powerful power than the truth?

Or is it because man is the spirit of all things, because he can put the truth aside and live a life of self-righteousness? That awareness is the truth, and "I exist" is the truth, and how do I put this reality aside?

Pretending not to know the truth, pretending not to see everything is just something that is realized. How does this kind of pretense become real and make oneself not have the slightest suspicion? School, parents, and everyone is like this?

The influence of the environment, in order to integrate into the group, in order to fit in, in order to make oneself no longer lonely, so that they gradually stop thinking about authenticity, and stop always asking "why"? Because people who always ask why will only make teachers annoyed, make their families tired and embarrass their colleagues.

Why do you want to reason with your child? The child is so young that he doesn't understand it at all.

Oh my God, what do I know? Those so-called social experiences are just distortions in the brain, and they are the biggest poison in the world. If you don't reason with your child, you can't convince your child at all, and no matter what you do, you will find that these truths don't make sense at all.

It's just to make life better. But how do I know that what I know can make my life better?

The simplest, be a good person and obey the law, right? No one will teach children to break the law and commit crimes. I always want to make my child and all the goodness in the world, or in other words, to make him a kind person as much as possible. So, can good people make life better?

Why don't parents become good people themselves? Is it because there is no connection between knowing that a good person is a good person and living a better life?

Those truths are distorted, and if you discuss any truth with your child, you will eventually find that all the truth is just a distortion. In this way, there is no reason, what can parents do except be embarrassed and scold with their parents?

What qualifications do I have to educate children? No, I don't see a single thing. The stuff that made me stand in society was a piece of shit. Teach children not to be afraid of life?

Children are sensible, who is the biggest beneficiary? Is it really a child? Is it true that a child has a certain quality and can live a good life in the future?

Yes, who doesn't want to stand at the peak of life? Even if the definition of the peak of life is different, after all, I hope that the character can be plump and be able to achieve something in this world.

Yuan Changwen watched his own slashing, slashing the characters step by step, pushing himself into the abyss step by step, and then he was very satisfied with his behavior. It's hard to suffocate, but it feels good at the same time, isn't this crazy?

This is "if you go along with it, you will become an adult, and if you go against it, you will become an immortal", and it is not what fate you follow, but the distortion in your mind. What is contrary is not an objective phenomenon, but a distortion in the mind. It seems that it is a matter of course for people to go to a high place, but after careful analysis, it turns out that it is just wishful thinking.

If you don't go against this, how can you become an immortal? With the distortion in your mind, listen to the distortion in your mind, then you can only become a human being. But is there anything wrong with being a human being? What about being an immortal?

It's all fake, it's just characters.

I'm going to destroy the world, I'm going to destroy my life. The funny thing is that I can't destroy the so-called life, because the unfolding of life is not determined by the mind at all.

What is destroyed is only the life of "I think", just the distortion of "these things can't happen, those things should happen".

Yuan Changwen wanted to laugh a little, even if he returned to the empire, would he still be able to teach his disciples? Who would listen to these contents? Who would take the initiative to ruin his own life? And who would always think about suicide?

It was pitch black in the depths of the lake, and Yuan Changwen's heart seemed to light up. It's not some resolute ideal light, but a quiet light that "I don't know".

It's very faint, it's very inconspicuous. But Yuan Changwen knew that he would shine brightly one day, because he had never escaped from reality, because there was nothing outside of reality.

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