It's really touching, nothing happens, or all of a sudden, I want to cry so much.

Whatever the false world is, it is amazingly subtle.

It's made out of nothing, but it looks so beautiful, and it all seems to be very interesting when you put aside your fears.

I don't understand how I hate life so much, or why I once ignored the world so much, and only fought against the storm of self-authoring and directing in the walls of my mind.

In this false world, every inch is exquisite.

A gust of wind blowing, the swaying of leaves, the change of clouds, the fall of raindrops, these things that make me cry have always been ignored.

I was so generous as to give these things away, to abandon all that I had noble, and to run without stopping under the whip of fear.

But they don't know where they're going.

Open your chest and let the false world into my heart, all this is worth thanking, all this is worth crying about, it seems that only tears can express my reverence and gratitude for this false world.

The wind, blowing gently, and then suddenly turning into a violent wind, is not the warmth that is beautiful, but the mania is also worth embracing.

Lightning with thunder always seemed so comfortable, what a wonderful scene, I don't know why I would throw these things away and go to some kind of money business or something.

Look at what nature has brought, look at what this false world has presented, the distortion in my mind always disgusts me, perhaps, everyone is disgusted.

It's just that, for the sake of character attributes, everyone chooses to ignore this disgust, after all, it is only a small cry in the heart.

It is only in the dead of night that the suppressed voices around it disappear and the inner cry becomes louder.

Suddenly remembering someone's words, "Let me be an old-fashioned heretic", in the face of this false world, I am willing to embrace the sun, moon and stars and stay away from the distortion in my mind.

It's not real, so I don't have to worry about any so-called life, it's something that needs to be killed.

Instead of choosing nature and abandoning material life, it is to kill all falsehoods, only to find that nature is much better than the distortions in the mind.

Nature, like human civilization, is unreal.

It's as if after I destroy the distortion in my mind, after destroying those fears, this kind of gratitude to the whole world, this kind of closeness to nature, even if it is just ordinary rain, will want to be moved to cry, will appear inexplicably.

It's not that nature is teaching me anything, it's that after I throw it all away, I allow nature to be there with gratitude.

It's boring, and it doesn't say what I'm trying to say.

Fortunately, there is no need to show or prove anything to others, and if you don't believe it, you won't believe it.

Even if my words are inconsistent and don't make sense at all, it doesn't matter, it doesn't mean anything.

Like, it's hard for me to explain how I walk, and that doesn't mean I can't walk.

Don't get entangled with the distortion in your head, just destroy it, you can't beat the distortion in your head at the level of content, because it makes sense.

Killing can bring gratitude, and it is also a tear of indulging in simple things.

It's just rain, it's wind, it's just lightning and thunder, it's just dark clouds, it's just leaves swinging, and somehow I just want to cry when I think it's beautiful.

Even, I used to think that everything was perfect, even if the twist in my head was worth thanking.

And looking at the initial state of beheading, the state of destroying all abandonment of humanity, who would believe that the kind of killing that discarded the responsibility of kindness could lead to such a state of gratitude.

I don't need to firmly grasp "people need to be grateful" or try to maintain "have a grateful heart", I have become "grateful", and I don't need to work hard to be "grateful".

Does anyone know this?

And who would believe that?

All the books on the market, all the propaganda of the whole empire are to keep people away from negative emotions like depression and irritability, as if life must find ways to combat these negative emotions.

Or rather, get rid of these negative emotions as soon as possible.

If you are pursuing gratitude, a life that is easy and natural and almost fearless, then I am in this position at this moment.

There is no morbid chase, no paranoid madness, no grasping for any effort under the whip of fear.

Doing something simply, others may define this behavior as effort as perseverance, but it's just a simple thing to do.

Treat dreams like, and no one thinks that every day is a kind of persistence.

And after discarding the distortion in the mind, this kind of relaxation will naturally appear, and you will not judge that the moment is a failure, you will not cheer yourself up, and you will simply do something.

These are all brought by killing, since we don't discuss the truth, since we have to believe any nonsense anyway, then the nonsense of "killing can lead to gratitude" can also be believed.

There is no reason to distort "killing leads to gratitude" and other distortions as truth.

Either throw them all away, or choose some of your favorite beliefs.

In fact, I'm still not sure that slashing leads to gratitude, it's still just a picture element explaining the picture element.

Fortunately, even if I teach my disciples, I don't need to force them to believe anything, just think for myself.

Emotion filled my heart, and I couldn't stop the urge to cry.

It's not the kind of ecstasy that can't help but want to dance, and I don't know what it is.

Is Heaven and Man One?

It doesn't matter, it's just a noun made up by myself, and it doesn't matter if it's called "I Nima just don't know why I'm moved to cry".

I don't need to think about the public acceptance, the words of everyday life have already ignored the things that the words refer to, and even if they are used, they need to be redefined.

Words like fate, God, and so on.

Killing is not an easy thing to do, but fortunately no one wants to kill, everyone wants to be a charismatic character, a better version of themselves.

Even if you don't know what a better version of yourself is, everyone says so anyway, so work hard to pursue it.

At the moment, I don't want to kill at all, I don't even want to think about it.

The fullness of my heart makes me reluctant to do anything to ruin this emotion, like a hot bath in the winter.

I don't need to do anything to be satisfied, I don't need to acquire anything to be fearless, just here and now, that's all there is to it.

Those questions are still not solved, such as children's schooling, mortgages, family harmony, etc., these questions are still unanswerable.

It's not about solving those problems, it's about destroying them.

It's a great feeling, but it's also lazy, and at the same time there's a hint of fear.

As if I shouldn't be so happy and comfortable, as if I haven't succeeded yet, how can I feel relaxed and natural. ()

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