Fatalism, these three words seem to have been unliked, feudal superstition, negative life, gibberish, all kinds of labels are like no money, desperately pasted up.

In fact, I had to redefine this thing before I could talk about it. Without redefining it, then I'm just driven by emotions, just like when you hear the saying "family love is a transaction", it's completely driven by emotions.

If fatalism wants to describe, "no matter how we choose, it is fate, whether we choose to struggle or laziness, it is a fateful choice". So, there is a question or premise here, that is, can we know the so-called destiny?

Suppose there is a fate, can we know in a way? Can we know for sure, my destiny is to have diarrhea tonight?

If it can be understood, then it is to control the future, then it is to believe that there is indeed a future. However, time does not exist, and there is no such thing as a future. How do I know that the future exists?

If it cannot be understood, then this fatalism is perfectly acceptable. In other words, "I don't know what's going to happen in the future, but I know it's inevitable now." ”

It's very acceptable, because what can I say about what has happened now? Why should I pretend that it shouldn't have happened since it is an inevitability? There is no need to imagine that "I'm doomed in the future" or "the future is going to be beautiful".

It's all noise.

The reason why we hate fatalism is to deny our efforts. And this effort is an important element of how the character builds itself. Casually denying a character can easily cause the character to rebel, and the best and most effective resistance is to be overwhelmed with a lot of emotions.

Fatalism, it seems that once someone believes it, they will say, "Okay, it's fate anyway, then I'll just sit still" and so on. It's not fatalistic, it's just a kind of black-and-white emotional justification.

I was destined to be like this, not in the future, but in the present moment. I am destined to do this, then I will do this, I am just a puppet without thoughts, following the flow of the "Tao", following the trend of "destiny" to say and deed.

Even if I fail in the future, I will do so. I even knew I would fail in the future, but I still acted like that. This is not some inspirational words of "don't ask about the harvest, just ask about the hard work", but like a part of the machine, let me do this and then do it.

And, that's all I can do.

It's like knowing that I'm going to die, but still trying to live happily.

This is fatalism, or rather, this is my fatalism.

It's different from other people's, it doesn't matter. It's different from society, and it doesn't matter. Anyway, this is my understanding, this is my fatalism, and it has nothing to do with what other people think.

All words and deeds are controlled by the character, and when I kill the character, it is the "Tao" that is in control, or the "destiny" is in control. At that time, in order to conform to the "Tao", I must have had only one choice.

Is it okay not to conform to the Tao? Of course, the character has been doing this all the time, using false self-definitions, and then making trade-offs and making choices. Regardless of the flow of the "Tao", he forcibly does things according to his own ideas.

In fact, no matter what you think, it's all the character's thinking. And all the relevant things of the characters are from so many years of memories, experiences, knowledge and information reserves, which is just a piece of shit!

Yuan Changwen was very happy, because the shadow of fatalism had been lurking in his brain, and now that he had figured it out, he would naturally be a lot easier. It's like throwing away a part of the weight, seeing with your own hands that it's false nonsense, and then discarding it mercilessly.

The people around him were nervous and busy, but Yuan Changwen was smiling, as if he was watching a movie, watching everyone busy and frowning. Some people are very anxious and keep gesturing with their fingers. There are also some leaders who hold documents and drawings that they don't know and have been discussing with the people next to them.

The intercom kept calling, the sound of Zla's electricity, the footsteps of everyone walking, the shouting, the scolding, all kinds of voices gathered here. But it didn't affect Yuan Changwen in the slightest, as if he was sitting outside the picture.

The whole body gradually relaxed, and the corners of my mouth turned up involuntarily, as if I saw something very interesting. Just like the excitement of a child seeing ants and butterflies, Yuan Changwen actually observed everyone with an appreciative expression at the moment.

I don't feel any tension, I don't feel anything wrong, even if the green aura is weird. Watching people's expressions seems to turn into a very interesting activity.

The man's expression was serious, the man wanted to cry, the man was clearly on the verge of anger, the man was showing off, the man was depressed, the man was busy, the man was digging out the boogers, the man was roaring on the walkie-talkie......

What a wonderful show!

Character, you're amazing. In fact, it seems that the whole universe would be a lot boring without characters. In particular, characters who have a lot of false self-definition will have contradictions, and every time they want to move in a certain direction, they are hindered by the character's unwillingness to abandon self-definition, so they go back and forth and never go anywhere.

The man was reprimanding someone else, as if they were playing with their phone. In this case, of course, playing with a mobile phone will be criticized. But where does this "of course" come from? Hee-hee, it's funny.

Yo! was scolded, shrunk his head, kept apologizing, and kept saying "yes, understood", but in his eyes, a trace of disdain obviously flashed. When did I become so observant?

Looking at the man again, it doesn't seem to make a difference, how can I assume that the man is disdainful?

Guess, what's not speculation?

Yuan Changwen sat on the ground casually, but found that the texture of the ground was somewhat comfortable. It is a road that leads to the main road of the city, which is shrouded in a green halo. Of course, it is now closed to traffic, but the command vehicle and a large number of police and armed police officers are guarding it.

Have you ever seen the pavement of the main road, which seems to be different from the road in the city. Obvious particles, like frozen waves, rise and fall.

The round protrusions are exposed on the outside, and they are arranged in large numbers, but the interconnected parts below are not visible. Originally, I thought that each protrusion was the same, but if you look closely, you will find that it is completely different, and none of them are even repeated.

Some will be slightly oval, some will have a small concave, some will be dyed with other colors, and some will even break off directly.

Yuan Changwen gently touched the ground, feeling the friction of the fine particles. Those little protrusions did not refuse, one after the other, as if they were being received by the leader.

Why do I want to laugh when I see the ground?