Yuan Changwen stood in the toilet cubicle, pondering the outrageous ultimate question.

After excluding most things, is thinking real or not?

The faint scent of Zen wafts in the air, but unfortunately this is not a Zen temple but a toilet.

Yuan Changwen had encountered this problem before, but he skipped it when he encountered other things. Of course, deep down in his heart, he didn't want to think about this question.

Once the answer is no, once thinking is also "inconclusively true", then what else is true?

If you use this "unsure of the truth" thinking to think about what is real in this world, will it seem extremely mentally retarded?

Will it be fruitless?

Will it end up in nothing?

Yuan Changwen once again captured the emotions in his heart, and now he is like a goshawk in the sky, not letting go of any wind and grass on the ground.

Harvest?

I'm still looking forward to something!

Deep in my heart, I am still looking forward to seeing through everything in the world after I understand what is true, and attract everyone to worship.

"Look, that guy is so chic!"

"Yes, I want to enjoy life like him. ”

"Immortal, tell us, how can we do this?"

Yuan Changwen found that even if he knew that money belonged to the scope of "uncertain truth", knowing that the definition of "good money" was false.

Unfortunately, there is no way to escape completely.

Faintly, in a trance, you will be deceived by that demon and once again fall deeply into the definition of self-weaving.

I know that those definitions are false, but I still agree so much that I never think about the truth or falsehood of these definitions.

Yuan Changwen looked at the buildings in the desert, the buildings that had been trampled on, but they were slowly recovering unconsciously.

Those collapsed buildings, entangled by countless lights and shadows, gradually returned to shape. Although it is only an empty shell at this time, it will inevitably be reshaped over time.

As before, sturdy and beautiful.

Those lights and shadows come from the Tower of Babel, which is what the "self" wants to pay attention to.

Who allowed you to recover?!

Yuan Changwen stepped on it and destroyed some small buildings again.

However, I obviously love money, and it feels super good to spend money, so why should I be so cruel to myself?

For that happiness, too, I was very happy, but I had to forcibly deprive it.

Now I am nondescript, I can't be happy if I want to, and I can't seem to be too sad if I want to be sad.

Further!

Yes, Yuan Changwen woke up instantly, I haven't found the truth yet, so I can't stay here.

Once I stopped, as soon as I started thinking about whether it was worth it or not, I had fallen into the devil's lie.

Maybe I'll be secretly complacent, thinking that I've perfected myself and better understood everything in the world.

Maybe I will become much kinder, more kind, kill some of my insignificant self, and reduce my antagonism towards all things in the world.

But none of them are real!

Want to use "be a perfect person" to induce me?

Tell you, no way!

In my life, Yuan Changwen, I didn't treat myself as a person!

To study and study, you must study hard, study hard, work hard for exams, and be sure to get into a good university.

When you go to college, you'll be relaxed and you can play however you want.

You are in your senior year, and graduation means unemployment, so you need to improve your core competitiveness and find a promising job.

Work steadfastly, don't be ambitious, don't think about boring things. What should you do if you buy a house in the future? What should you do with the mortgage? Many people dare not get married or have children!

You have a baby, you must give him the best educational resources, you can't be bitter about anything, you can't be poor in education. When the time comes, other children will be dressed well and have fun and be good, aren't you ashamed to be parents!

Children want to go to kindergarten, pick a good kindergarten, learn a lot of things, and win at the starting line. We must send our children to the best primary school, the best middle school.

The child is about to take the college entrance examination, can you have a snack?! For so many decades, there are a lot of fox friends and dog friends, and when you really want to use your connections, you don't even have a fart!

The child is looking for a job, the child is getting married, the child is going to buy a house, we are going to take care of the grandchildren, this time we have experience, don't bring it to the in-laws, they know a ball!

Is that all?

Struggling in this illusory world?

No matter what others think, I don't want it!

I'm fed up with falsehood!

Even if I don't get anything, even if I'm just crazy thinking about these stupid questions, I'm going to keep going.

Further!

Whoa!

Yuan Changwen was so excited that he accidentally stepped on the flush pedal next to the squatting pit, and a large amount of water flowed out of the water pipe, washing the squatting pit clean.

Like, also wash away the emotions in the heart.

Yuan Changwen opened the cubicle, came to the handwashing place, turned on the faucet and washed his hands aimlessly.

Feel the water touch your skin, and rub your hands there.

Are these my hands?

No, I can't be sure "if I have a pair of hands", the body falls into the range of "can't be determined to be true".

However, it has perfect movement under my control. If you want it to stop, it will stop, and if you want it to move, it will move. Such perfect control doesn't belong to me?!

No, I can control it, it doesn't mean it's real. It simply exists, like a faucet, merely exists.

But is it real...... It remains to be considered.

Yuan Changwen looked at the mirror, the person who was exactly the same, and there was a sense of strangeness when he looked at it.

"You're not me. ”

Yuan Changwen shook his head slightly and said.

So, am I the one who said this?

Am I saying "you are not me"?

No, it's obvious that the sound that can come out is entirely a function of the body.

Controls nerves, vibrates vocal cords, produces sounds.

The body belongs to "the inability to determine the truth", so the physical act of speaking naturally belongs to the "inability to determine the truth".

But am I the one who controls the sound of my body?

Use the mind to decide what happens, and then control the body, so the mind is me...... Is it?

How can I be sure I'm thinking?

How can I be sure that these thoughts are not put in my head by God or some other supernatural organization?

Can't be sure!

Yuan Changwen was in a trance for a while, as if he couldn't believe this answer.

How can it not be known for sure?!

How could my thinking, my thinking, the logical reasoning that I pride myself on, not be sure?!

Yuan Changwen held the basin with both hands, staring at himself in the mirror.

Crunch!

The toilet door was pushed open and the owner came in.

Yuan Changwen immediately cleaned up his expression, and then was a little embarrassed.

Meeting the boss in the toilet will be more or less embarrassing.

Do you say hello or not? How to say hello? How to control the degree of enthusiasm?

Wait a minute!

Why am I embarrassed?

I don't know how to greet him, I'm afraid that my attitude is cold, and the boss is unhappy.

Scared of the attitude of enthusiasm, the boss thinks it is a neurosis.

Gain and loss!

Also, why do I suddenly clean up my expression?

Is it the fear of being seen that you are hideous? Is it the fear of being ridiculed by others, or is it just the fear of making a bad impression on others?

However, I was in a state of discomfort, and my proud ability to reason logically was judged to be "inconclusively true."

I hide my inner feelings, is that maturity?

Always smile anyway?

Fuck off!

It's just a group of people who think they are mature, and they have set a lot of rules!

It's all false, and they're all killed.

Slash!

Do I need this if the boss is just a cleaner?

Obviously not needed.

It's because my boss pays me a salary, and because I value my boss too much, I don't know how to deal with it.

Hum!

Yuan Changwen, Yuan Changwen!

How many times do you have to endure this kind of thing?

How long do you want to experience this kind of time when you are arbitrarily pulled by emotions?

That's enough!

Yuan Changwen looked at himself in the mirror, so strange and distant, and there was a trace of anger in his whole body.

"I admit it!

The boss who peed next to him was startled and peed on his hands. 12910