Grandma's nagging is always tiresome, and those ideas are always ridiculous, and with constant repetition, it is easy to create contradictions.

In fact, everyone is like this, but grandma's approach goes beyond the limits of the role's endurance. In addition, it is family again, so it seems to become a matter of course to talk back.

See, everybody will do what they think is right. It's just that what my grandmother thinks is good is not necessarily what I think is good. In other words, what colleagues and friends think is good is about the same as what I think is good, so there is not much contradiction.

My grandmother was always worried, afraid that I was afraid of that, worried about what kind of Internet fraud money, worried that I would meet bad people when I traveled, and what I said on the TV and the news every day. Who doesn't worry? It's just my grandmother's worries that keep saying out that I feel disgusted.

I'm worried, too, but it seems like my concern is more advanced, at least I don't suspect that online shopping is a scam. However, I also worry about what kind of work, or what the boss has to say.

Everyone has a problem with their brains, so why oppose grandma?

Everybody is doing things around the distortion of their heads, everybody is taking what they think is true, so what's there to argue about?

It doesn't matter if I disagree with my grandmother, I talk back, or I nod my head obediently. Any words and actions of the characters are false and do not matter. The key is to realize that these are just the words and actions of the characters, and they have nothing to do with me.

Because, I can't control the character of Yuan Changwen at all, all of them are just the picture elements that I perceive at the moment. So, my retort may just be morally inappropriate, but it has nothing to do with reality.

And I feel incongruous because I have always thought that touching real people should not care, or be full of kindness such as tolerance. So, when I talk back and argue, I reflect on whether there is something wrong with my behavior.

The only problem is that I'm not in theater mode.

In addition, what is the problem with the characters' thoughts, these so-called reflections, these so-called mistakes? It's just the elements of the picture, what's the problem?

The reason why I feel that there is a problem is simply based on moral concepts, what respect for the old and love for the young or the grandmother's age is not necessary to be serious. However, this state of mind that feels problematic is itself only a visual element that is perceived at the moment.

When I think that I am that thinking, that is the character of Yuan Changwen, these thoughts will become real. Instead of thinking like a theatergoer, looking at a character named Yuan Changwen.

It's like a painting of someone slaughtering a village. Maybe the village farmer in the painting will think that someone is evil and not right. But what's wrong with being a canvas, what's wrong?

It seems that saving lives has become the most fundamental definition of a person. If I can save someone and avoid someone's death, and I don't do it, I'm evil. I can't even ask, why save someone's life?

For the good of others? Is it good to live?

It's just for your own good, for the fullness of your role, and for the role to show off. There is no need to say it or show it off in front of others, just imagining it in your head can plump up the character.

What's not happening in your head?

When you meet someone face to face, it's just an imagination in your head. When someone says something, I don't know what it really means. I just know what "I think" means, and even if the other person agrees with the interpretation of "I think", then how do I know that the approval I understand is really an endorsement?

It's just that the other party's recognition seems to be a real recognition, and the other party's recognition is a real recognition, so I claim that I am in the same world as everyone. Because I saw an apple, and the other party said that he saw this apple.

There is also a point that greatly strengthens this illusion. Before I said there was an apple, the other person pointed out that there was an apple here, and the description was almost exactly what I saw. If the other party is just a program, and Apple is also a program, then the data communication between the programs can be done.

Even, this is simply a huge program, and both the other party and Apple are just different manifestations of the same program. Then, the other party knows that the existence of this apple is completely explained.

Every time this metaphor is mentioned, there is always a misunderstanding. It was as if I was a real person, and then I was in some kind of hallucination. But in fact, I am not real, the character of Yuan Changwen is also unreal, and this thinking is not real.

An explanation is just a guess, and an inconclusive is inconclusive. After establishing that awareness, or "I exist," the rest naturally becomes false. Truth is infinite, and after that, all limitations are unreal.

I have only one opponent, and that is the inexplicable force that allows me to falsely believe that it is true. The rest is just a means of that inexplicable force. For example, fear is just a means for that inexplicable force to prevent me from killing.

When I try to be true to fear, when I want to get rid of it, or give in to it, that inexplicable force has taken over.

Falsehood is falsehood, and there is nothing to discuss about the rest. Maybe it's morality, maybe it's fear, maybe it's about someone who can't help themselves. It's all useless, unreal is unreal.

Yuan Changwen remembered all the past, those laughter, and those sweaty efforts, all of which became unreal. How stupid are you to think about the world like this?

All of them are just the visual elements that are perceived at the moment, which makes all the meaning go to naught. There are no roles, no life, no morals, nothing to follow, no right or wrong, etc.

However, this kind of barren peace is actually not bad.

It's just that I'm not done, and I still need to continue to kill. Every now and then, a twist in my mind would jump out and harass me, to snatch the rudder of the ship of life. Use fear, use the future, or fight for those good things, or so-called loved ones.

Can't my lover be killed? My parents must be in my heart?

No one or nothing can be arrogant in my head, not anyone. Mom's weight is really heavy, and she can fit into almost everything. However, these are not reasons to manipulate me, because my mother is not worthy.

The weight of money is also very heavy, the so-called success is just the embodiment of money, and the so-called dream is also just a disguise of money. Any dream, if there is no monetary return, can this dream continue?

If you can, then there's no reason at all to be passionate or inspirational at this moment. At this moment, I am walking on the road of my dreams, why do I still need inspirational and enthusiastic encouragement?

Isn't it because the so-called dream has not yet been transformed into a monetary return? Isn't it because of the fear that if you continue to dream, you will only earn enough to make ends meet?

"My dream is to dance", isn't there dancing now, or is my dream to make a lot of money by dancing? Or is my dream to give me a lot of money because everyone admires me for dancing?

Dreams that need encouragement, what dreams do you talk about?

Dreams are nothing more than the product of fearful cross-dressing, emotionality. ()

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