How could I be wrong if I didn't have me?

Right, there has to be a me, there has to be a free mind, there has to be a free control over everything, then I have the possibility of making mistakes.

It's like in a movie, it's all set up, and to say that a certain character did something wrong is ridiculous in itself.

Everything is a presentation of the elements of the picture, and it has nothing to do with me, because there is no me at all.

It sounds ridiculous, but I'm deeply in love with it.

No matter where it takes me, whether it is death or sinking, I have no reason to refuse.

Because all of this is just a presentation of the elements of the picture, and this thinking just seems to have free will.

It's like no one can escape their fate, but no one knows what their fate is.

No matter what fate you believe in the future, it is just your own speculation and wishful thinking.

More of them, behind them are standing fearful of the bewitching woman.

Words such as free arrangement, casual fate, etc., cannot be achieved by hard work.

On the contrary, after slashing the distortion in the mind, it will naturally become this state.

Although the twist in the mind can find ten thousand reasons to prove that fate is just a coward, a kind of resignation negativity, etc., it is only a cross-dressing show of fear.

The distortion in the mind will not be understood, because the continuity itself is a state that needs to be discarded in order to become one.

And, just like "fearless", wanting to follow the fate will only hinder the fate.

A casual fate without fear is a casual fate, and a casual fate with fear is just a trick and trick for a plump character.

The distortion in my head is an obstacle, and the pull of emotions makes me take it as the truth.

Funnily enough, I know very well that distortions in my head are obstacles, not to be real, but also in everyday life.

When riding a bicycle, if you ride a bicycle through the twist in your head, can you really ride a bicycle with those steps in mind?

However, when you can't ride, the twist in your head is always arrogant, as if only the twist in your head can ride in the whole world, and any other words are farts.

Replace "cycling" with any other noun to see the absurdity, and I don't find it ridiculous in the slightest.

For success, for life, for life, for career, for family, the distortion in the mind is everywhere.

It's a pity that it's all.

I don't know what I have to worry about, it's all the graphic elements, and I haven't finished slashing yet.

It's all the presentation of picture elements, and the fact that the character didn't kill it was not because the character didn't work hard or encountered any obstacles, the fundamental reason was that the picture elements were presented like this.

Whether the slash is complete or not depends entirely on the presentation of the elements of the picture, not anything else.

In other words, when I truly agree that everything is the presentation of the elements of the picture, it has already been killed.

At that time, everything was just a picture element, it was just unreal, not like at this moment, when I said that everything was a picture element, but I still grasped something in my heart.

Every time I say that "hard work has nothing to do with success", I always fall into the opposite of "then I won't work hard, anyway, hard work has nothing to do with success, and I can succeed without hard work".

And all of this is fear.

If there is no fear, the relationship between hard work and success has something to do with me.

My opponent is not fear, and the desire to get rid of fear is itself driven by fear.

To say that there must be an economic foundation, that there must be economic independence and so on, this is just fear standing behind it.

It seems reasonable, but that's just the best way to find it in humble knowledge in the twist of the mind, can't you achieve a certain goal without financial independence?

Or is it that the distortion in the mind can't find a reasonable solution, so you decide how you must achieve the goal?

Fear stands behind me and makes me think that I don't have fear, so fear starts to be cross-dressed, and I am very willing to accept it, because it makes me seem that I am motivated, motivated, rational, etc., anyway, there is no fear.

People who are full of fear will not understand the kind of casual life, nor will they understand why they don't work hard and why they don't sweat, and they won't believe that the situation of nothing can still be easy and natural.

The pull of emotions turns the distortion in the mind into the truth, and perhaps, that's why when you look back at your past, you will think it's unbelievable.

Moreover, this state of plump characters will also turn the distorted "there is a certain reason" in the brain into truth.

Isn't this how quarrels arise, they all have "a certain reason", and everyone knows that they and the other party have "a certain reason" and not the truth.

Under the pull of emotions, in the state of plump characters, the distortion in the brain becomes the truth.

Once someone refutes, the first thing I pay attention to is not the content of the refutation at all, but "someone dares to refute".

This state of damaging the character is what makes me fight back.

It's just the presentation of picture elements, and there's nothing wrong with plump characters, and there's nothing wrong with wanting to reach the pinnacle of life.

I'm just fed up with the twisting in my head, the noise, the tugging of fear.

I used to be very comfortable and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but now I'm disgusted and want to be killed.

Unreal is unreal, and pretending to be real there is a lot of nonsense in itself.

My disgust has risen to a level where I don't want to reason at all, just kill or throw away.

Moreover, those reasoning have only one purpose, which is to make me stop killing and let me continue to grasp falsehood.

It's like having a piece of shit on your hands and trying to throw it away, only to hear the shit being there and reasoning, and the fear makes me afraid to throw it away.

What a ridiculous state.

It doesn't matter if the killing is completed or not, it's just a character anyway, it's just a presentation of picture elements.

And this idea itself is a kind of killing.

I suddenly didn't want to be filial, and then I knew that it was a presentation of the elements of the picture, and it didn't matter.

Therefore, there is no filial piety.

This is slashing, but the emotional pull makes it impossible for me to "these are the presentation of picture elements", and I will still catch these shit things.

There are so many things I don't understand, and this statement itself is, as if I still know something, but there are some things that I don't know.

I don't know anything, I don't even know if there is a table, what else can I talk about?

Once time is removed, everything is just a visual element that is perceived at the moment, what does it prove?

There is nothing to think about, it is to kill, it is to die.

All doubts come from distortions in the mind, such as what everyone is like this, what death is not good, what life should work hard, what time is precious, and a series of unfounded affirmations.

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