I don't know what else I can do and shout "wake up"?

The world is not real, whether it is three-dimensional or two-dimensional, no matter how colorful it is, unreal is unreal.

Let me rot, there is nothing to live and nothing to remember. The key is that the role of Yuan Changwen is not me at all, and there is no one in me. All of them are just a precise misdirection, like a magic trick.

Admittedly, it is easy to feel calming when all this is perceived as an element of the picture that is perceived at the moment.

I want to achieve the pinnacle of life, that's fine, it's just the visual element that I perceive at the moment, what's the problem?

This is an obstacle, because I can't always be in theater watching mode, and I can't help but think of myself as the character of Yuan Changwen, as real.

Perhaps, after the killing, looking back will feel like you did something stupid. But right now, I don't want to stop at all. It's a pity that all the things that are arrogant in my mind are hiding.

There is no cause and effect, there is no correlation, everything is as it is, what is there to say? All ideas are just distortions, let alone discussions based on distortions.

Fear pulls me apart, but the opponent is not fear, and it is possible to get rid of fear by killing falsehood. And when I slash the false and ignore the fear, the strength of the fear may make me unable to move at all.

Thinking that these are all stories that fear is made up, and thinking that it is all possible, then the mind flies uncontrollably. If you want to kill when you are afraid, it seems that in addition to madness, you only have a powerful ability to calm down.

That powerful meditation is not only about ignoring fear, but also about happiness in order to move forward. Perhaps, I shouldn't have thought about these questions at all, should I go back to the empire to teach?

It seems that I am always missing something, just like bungee jumping, I know everything completely, but I just don't want to let go and jump. Why don't you jump? How important is yourself and are you reluctant to jump? Or do you have some unfinished business that you need to save the universe?

The picture element that I perceive at the moment is all, and what I know is omniscience, even if my mind is full of imagination and worry about the future, it is only the picture element that I am aware of at this moment.

I don't have to worry about whether I should be calm or kind, whether I shouldn't complain or whatever. What is true is the key to killing.

This world is not real, all the thoughts are not real, and those cherished things are not real, wake up! Yuan Changwen, why do you still sleep?

Why do you still think that all this is real? Why do you always think that there is a universe out there?

That awareness is everything, what is not the element of the picture that I am not aware of, I am the only one, what is not the element of the picture that is not mine, all of these are the things that I am aware of.

And I had no idea how these elements were presented. I really don't understand, how did I survive in this state, I don't know anything, why should I live?

Yuan Changwen felt that he was really a hell, obviously the words "I don't know" brought relaxation and calm, why did he suddenly become flustered and uneasy?

I want to jump out of the role of Yuan Changwen, I want to rush out. In other words, it is necessary to kill all the elements that make up the character, and clean up the falsehood that blocks the truth. Those distortions that are meant to be good, those forces that are infinitely distorted by themselves, must all be dissipated.

Life is beautiful, the world is wonderful, but it has nothing to do with me.

There is nothing to be left behind, and the so-called precious memories are not worth mentioning at all in the face of infinity. Because infinity is infinity, there is no other thing that is not infinite.

These things will disappear if they are said to be gone, and there will be no descendants to commemorate them, and they will not be preserved in anything. What is there to keep if there is no fake thing in the first place?

The character has always believed that these things are important, that they are important, that their opinions are important, that their status is important, that their mannerisms are important, that everything about themselves is very important. Anything about oneself cannot be ignored.

This kind of thinking is the presentation of the elements of the picture, the instinct set in order for the character to survive.

Does time exist in this distorted confinement? Like tables and chairs, unreal, they are revealed.

Has the time already been revealed?

To admit that time has manifested is to admit that this false world has certain laws. Just like the game, it obeys a set of rules, albeit fake. Only peasants can build houses, but soldiers have no building ability.

Although unreal, this limited world has evolved a system of its own...... Wrong.

What the hell is this doing?!

Yuan Changwen looked at these thoughts in his head, and he really felt funny, is this compromise? Is this a reasonable explanation must be come up with for what I know? Is this trying to make everything conform to my cognition? Does it have to make sense?

Even after admitting the falsehood, do you have to think that all this has been revealed? What kind of point has the character become a scoundrel that he constantly wants to summarize and prove his existence?

Compromise, appease, I've been doing this all my life. I want to explode, but I keep comforting myself, why do I want to appease him? Just because my heart explodes and I am considered crazy?

Not knowing is not knowing, what is in the head is distorted, and no one can change this.

The character is just not real, I don't know how the character of Yuan Changwen was formed, and I don't know what's going on in the world. Even, whether there is this world or not is uncertain.

How infinity twists into limitations, I don't know, and I don't want to know.

Slashing, that's the key. Any other words and deeds are procrastination. I don't want to be distracted, the false things should be discarded. Despite the infinite emotional power, maybe regret, maybe panic, but when I kill the boss, it all dissipates.

Until then, want to pull me and want to control me, just come on. I'm not going to pay attention to these things, my opponents are only fake.

If you want to get the pleasure of pooping, you need to poop, not soothe yourself all the time.

What can I control, how can I control what the elements of the picture are presented? Fear arises, can I control it, what happens, can I control it, trying to understand, it's just a futile effort, a compromise.

Cutting off those anchors, those things that "I think", is the way forward. The ship was supposed to sail, not be anchored to the shore.

Go ahead, further.