Can I really do it?

The feeling seems to never end, with the pain of decay on one side and the doubt of completion on the other.

His life was ruined, and the whole person had nothing to want except death.

A person like me cannot be considered a human being, if the definition of "human" is a combination of various human natures or something.

It is also of little use to society as a whole, because I simply do not admit that there is a society.

Even time doesn't exist, and society can still exist as a fart.

The presentation of picture elements is only the content of awareness, and it is indeed absurd to entangle with picture elements, because there is no cause and effect relationship.

That's it, there's no reason, that's it.

It is possible to kill people, and even if they are killed, they will not be punished, and this kind of thing can happen.

But whether or not I can avoid punishment is not a reference condition for me to choose whether to kill or not, I just go with the flow without thinking.

No one knows exactly what will happen, and the memories in their heads are not worth believing at all, just to enrich the reality of the moment.

Throw yourself away, throw it all away, just go with the flow.

The distortion in my head is completely artificial, and it has become so difficult to even throw it away, what is reasonable and real in this world.

Only the direct presentation of the elements of the picture will make all this directly reasonable.

What is the role of Yuan Changwen doing, and what is the role of Yuan Changwen.

Why should everything revolve around this character?

If I don't even know whether the role of Yuan Changwen is me, then what the hell is my so-called life, and all kinds of discussions about life have become farces.

The visual elements are presented only to stay away from the "no character", but after seeing this, these behaviors that are far from the "no role" become very weird.

It's like knowing it's all unreal, and then watching it happen trying to make it all seem real.

Die, what else is there to say.

It's just what you're aware of, and everything else isn't real, it's just that awareness.

I know I can't be that awareness, how can the characters be real, but those picture elements are not qualified to pretend to be real, and they all have to be killed.

Life, the future, these words seem to have their own fear effect, and can easily become a weapon to enrich the character's attributes.

The world is not real, none of this exists, so what exactly is being discussed.

Should the character have a job, I don't know and can't make a conclusion, the stream will provide the answer, not think with a twist in the head.

To explore in a narrow cognition and to find the best one is a kind of nonsense in itself.

Aside from the distortion in my head, I don't use tools, and the downstream is a good tool.

But the characters don't believe it, and the twists in their minds don't believe it, which is why it can't be explained and can't be convinced.

I don't need to teach any disciples, I don't need to go through a lot of trouble to convince someone, all this will happen, and the elements of the picture will naturally appear, including my words and deeds.

The world is not real, although I only understand it intellectually, although I have not experienced it myself, but those untruths are not qualified to continue to pass off as reality.

It's uncomfortable, it's not an option in life at all, and it's not an area that you should step into.

The very existence of a character is a distortion, so why bother to eliminate it.

Unfortunately, I don't even remember why I was in such an awkward position.

I can't go back, I've been broken, and even though I'm still holding on to something, the cracked gap is so big that it's a different kind of character.

I can't find any reason to go back to what I used to be but fear.

There's nothing to kill, it's just such invective and recording some of your own changes.

There is nothing to say in the first place, the world is not real, all this is just the content of the realization, and it is already over.

And the character will not die so easily, the twist in the mind will find all kinds of reasons to deny, and in order for the character to survive, he must do everything he can.

And then over and over again, I cut through the distortions in my mind, and I saw with my own eyes how absurd scientific theories were, and how so-called traditional morality controlled me.

It's hard to imagine that I would want to teach my disciples, and it would be a pain to deal with the distortions in my mind.

No one needs to be convinced, because there is simply no one.

How do I know that there is that awareness standing behind other people's backs, right, I can't know at all.

It's just that such speculation seems reasonable, after all, infinity is distorted into a limit, is it only a limitation that distorts me?

However, speculation is speculation, and untruth is untruth.

Let yourself die, and the rest, whatever you want.

It was as if I had become estranged from the world, and there was no reason to go into this world again.

Not a hostile world, but a world to play with.

There are no consequences, the picture elements can present whatever they want, and there is no me at all.

The role of Yuan Changwen is just a picture element, just the content presented, and nothing is anything.

It's not me who chooses, it's not that I experience, it's the emotions that are directly presented.

The so-called emotional causality, such as what cares about you to worry, such as what loves you to hate you, etc., are just picture elements to explain picture elements.

If it is not true, and if it is not real, it will be killed.

Words that seem to be full of logic, but I can't answer them at all, and I want to refute them when chatting, but the twist in my mind knows that rebuttal will only destroy the chat.

And the characters are very fond of logical words, as well as unfounded affirmations.

My rebuttal directly destroys the problem, such as the linear passage of time, such as whether there is a causal relationship, rather than exploring what exactly causes such an effect.

Aside from destroying the chat, I just stupidly didn't understand.

So, I can't go back to teaching my disciples?

I don't know, I don't know, after all, he has the title of the first person in the empire, and who knows how the picture elements will be presented.

The idea that if you can't teach your disciples if you can't speak clearly, you still rely on countless assumptions, such as that others are real people.

If someone else is a real person, how would someone else think, how would they like someone like me, and so on.

Unfortunately, it's all just what you're aware of, and it's easy to present anything with the elements of the picture.

The role of Yuan Changwen is not me, words, deeds, thinking and all kinds of emotions are directly presented, what else is there to discuss, just die directly.

It's not that I choose to raise my hands, it's not that I choose to be happy and sad, it's not that I'm grasping filial piety, it's all just a direct presentation of the elements of the picture.

The same goes for slashing, which directly shows that I'm slashing.

The killing is not completed, also because of the presentation of the picture elements.

There is no causal relationship.

My slashing didn't make sense, and even my disgust for the characters and my hatred for the fake were still just the presentation of the picture elements.

None of them are real, they are just what they are aware of.

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