What's going on with all this?

Yuan Changwen felt as if he was rejecting his body, as if something was about to come out. Before, I had to constantly remind myself that I was not the role of Yuan Changwen, but now, it seems that I have taken the initiative to enter this state.

This is especially true for others, who seem to have difficulty understanding other people's words, especially those full of distorted opinions. Everyone agreed, but I felt that the words were not brilliant, as if they were talking about what time it was, prosaic.

Everything is a distraction, no matter how normal it is, as if you can't think as long as you're busy. Fortunately, when he calmed down, the slash wrapped himself like air.

There is nothing to remember, because none of this exists. And the metaphor of the dream is also subtly misleading, as if he is still a limited existence after waking up.

It's like I'm dreaming, even though I'm not real in my dream, and even though everything in my dream is a bubble, I can wake up and experience all the feelings in my dream. Provided that, if I still remember.

But the truth is that there are no characters. In other words, when you wake up from this dream, there is nothing. There is no character out there savoring everything in the dream, and if there is, it only means that he is still in a false state.

It's like the so-called ascension, or entering the fairy world, the god world, the magic world, and the like, after all, there are still characters, and they are still false after all. Even if you can live forever, even if you can live with the sky, it is false.

The funny thing is that "living with the sky" itself is based on the assumption, assuming that time passes linearly, assuming that the sky has always existed, then I will make a wish to "live with the sky" and be proud to "live with the sky".

I don't know for sure that the "sky" has always existed, I just perceive the pictorial element at the moment that indicates that the sky has always existed and I have only lived for a few decades.

I'm really mentally retarded, and I can easily not believe this way of explaining picture elements in a picture element. But when the interpretation of the elements of the picture is related to itself, I begin to believe it. Is this Nima having a problem with her brain, or is she emotionally too strong?

And using stop-motion animation as a metaphor is also subtly misleading. The first picture shows me hitting someone, and the second shows the man falling to the ground. Explain the picture elements through the picture elements, then the person fell to the ground precisely because "I hit someone". But in fact, is the second painting really presented because of "I hit people"?

The misleading thing is that it is as if the previous picture elements did exist. Just like stop-motion animation, there is no causal relationship between each frame, but because of the continuous playback, it all seems causal.

The point is, I'm not sure that it really happened last moment. I don't know if the content of the previous moment is represented by the elements of the picture.

It's like there's only one picture, but I remember a lot of the previous images.

I can't do it, anytime, anywhere, there is always the past that affects me, and there is the future that affects me. Moreover, these are not to say, "I don't believe in the past and the future, but just to facilitate life and communication, so I pretend to identify with the past and present", it is not at all.

On the contrary, I didn't get rid of these things, and the distortions in my head still easily controlled me.

Now the deception seems to have changed its strategy again, and instead of using such strong words as necessary, it will use gentle words such as "the worst in life should have a house of your own".

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I shouldn't have continued to reason at all, just burn it, ruin my life, ruin my life, ruin everything. I am crazy, I am unreasonable, and the flame of anger is burning wildly.

What will it be like to be a compromise in the end, and then it will soothe the angry and manic heart and continue to sleep. Others may like it, society may approve of it, and the world may exist because of it, but it's none of my business.

My family is still influencing me, and it's still that kind of gentle policy. As if you can be unfilial, but at least you should go back and see. Why should you be so ruthless, just go and see, and it won't affect anything or delay anything.

The scary thing is that I was really thinking about whether I would go and see it.

The soft policy in my mind seemed to give me an illusion that I had gotten rid of the influence of my family, and it was no longer my family that controlled me, but that I chose to go back and see. It's as if I chose it all on my own initiative, and that I was using my brain instead of my brain controlling me.

Shit.

There are traps everywhere, and that inexplicable force is really tireless to deceive me. Perhaps, after seeing through it, I will feel amazing, why did I not think of it so simple. But in fact, every time I feel that I have escaped deception, falsehood always takes advantage of the falsehood and quietly looks at my self-righteousness.

Things will appear on their own, not to say that things work on their own, or because they are all bound to wait for things to develop slowly. There is no development, no time, and no causality.

Only this moment, I only have this moment, I can only perceive the elements of the picture that I perceive at this moment. As for the future, I don't know, and I don't need to think about anything. What other elements of the picture from the last moment are so real, and whether it is necessary to find an explanation to rationalize only this moment, is all shit.

That's how things come out, and I can't control them, because there's no cause and effect, there's no time, so how can I control them? Isn't this nonsense, knowing that I don't know, but I have to pretend to know all this and think about it.

Yuan Changwen felt ridiculous, how could it be only at this moment. But another faint voice in my heart is saying that it is only this moment, and I feel the same. But the power of emotions is very strong, and I seem to be a little bit close.

The feeling that was only at this moment was slowly coming up, but it was almost a little bit, and I could only vaguely feel that state.

Things are presented as abruptly as magic, and those seemingly truths are just picture elements explaining picture elements, just to appear real.

So what can I control?

Including myself, it's just the picture element, the so-called control, it's still the picture element explaining the picture element.

"There is nothing in the world, and mediocrity disturbs itself", it seems that this sentence is very correct, and it is often quoted. But I don't know if the person who quoted this sentence did it, or if he just used the words of the dead to flesh out the character vertical line to gain a certain amount of worship.

Even if it does, it is a deep sleep, but also a soothing. For dreams, this way of living may be good, there are no worries and no sorrows, and naturally there will be no more emotions because of envy.

But slashing, for me, who destroys everything through hell, is appeasement. You want me to calm down, you want me to stop, you want me to enjoy the world,.

Maybe that's what I used to think, maybe I was lucky enough to be in this state of contentment, but not now.

Unreal is unreal, and to abandon is to discard. No matter how much you say, it's nothing more than trying to grasp these self-definitions, and no matter how much you talk about it, it's nothing more than trying to admit that the characters are real. Or, at the very least, take this life seriously.

Let's see, which one is not appeased.