People of the whole country, how new this word is.

Yuan Changwen suddenly felt an unbelievable sense of absurdity, how could anyone believe in the term "people of the whole country"? Isn't this clearly nonsense?

Perhaps, I am really going to die, and then I will talk nonsense here.

The only difference is that I have a smile on my face. How can an unmotivated person, a person who is indifferent to earning money, a person who is content with the passage of time, contribute to the building of the empire?

Without the desire to succeed, how can you drive that dedication?

Doing nothing, but having fun. Perhaps, when the deposit is spent, it will be the moment of suicide.

There's no anger.,It seems to feel good about the presence of the character.。 Those people and things, although they are still arrogant in my head, seem to be okay. It doesn't seem to be a fault to fantasize about being cool. After all, the character is none of my business.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do, but I feel very comfortable, this feeling of having nothing, this feeling of not having a twist in my head, this feeling that the world is just my own back garden, it's really very comforting.

Those bad people, those who are annoying, those who chew the root of their tongues, those who despise the world, those who clamor for cognitive upgrading, those who struggle, those who are down, those who slaughter, those murderers and criminals, also seem to be good.

I lost the title of the first person in the empire, I didn't have a decent job, I didn't have a positive heart to fight, I just waited here to die. But, I always feel good, it seems like I should have waited here for death.

The distortion in my mind tells me that I should make money, I should become a better version of myself, and I should strive to become a superior person. Only, now the voices are gone. Or, when it appears, it can only bring a little nausea.

The sun is good, and I never seem to pay serious attention to it. The air is good, and I never seem to care. Those quiet trees seem to be nothing in their eyes.

If there is no life without sunlight and no oxygen without trees, then these things are crucial. Isn't it more important to be alive than to succeed and to travel?

What is the extent of the distortion of the role that makes me ridiculously chase those so-called careers or so-called lives. Those travels, those foods, those exotic places, can you really only see your soul on the road?

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Yuan Changwen suddenly remembered a very popular sentence, "Good-looking skins are the same, and interesting souls are one in a thousand."

But this sentence hides a lot of assumptions, such as, who defines such a thing as "good-looking"? I define what is good-looking, and what kind of skin I determine is called good-looking. So, I'm the same as everyone else, who is to blame?

It's me who tries to maintain the same aesthetic as everyone else, and it's me who tunes the definition of "good-looking" into a mass model. Then, I said what "good-looking skins are the same", what is this Nima doing?

Obviously, his own aesthetics have been distorted, and it is obviously because aesthetics are simply something imposed by the times, but he stands on a high place and sighs why "good-looking skins are the same".

Tsk, that's amazing.

It's as if an interesting soul is more important than a good-looking skin. It's as if an interesting soul is worth pursuing. But this in itself is also built in a sparse environment. If everyone is an interesting soul, then the dull soul, the soul who only knows how to make money, will be admired again?

Moreover, this kind of deliberate elevation of "interesting soul" is really a baseless affirmation. Is there any reason why fun is better than dull? I don't see the difference between the two anyway, and there is no one that is better than the other.

It's all the picture elements that I perceive at the moment, what's the comparison?

And it is this unconscious judgment of right and wrong that makes me think that fun is right, and dullness is wrong. So, try to be interesting, and accidentally stand on a certain limitation of binary opposition.

The whole sentence seems to imply that there is a kind of skin called good-looking, and there is a kind of soul called interesting. It is as if these adjectives are inherent properties of those objects, rather than artificially distorted.

Like the cunning fox, this Nima is completely artificially distorted and almost becomes the truth. It seems that a primary school student who uses stupid and sluggish words to describe a fox will be deducted points.

It's completely hilarious.

So, where is there any skin called good-looking? Since there is none, what is the same thing?

And, it seems, the one who said this, is sighing. As if he is an interesting soul, as if he is one in a million, and then sigh lonely there, "good-looking skins are the same, and interesting souls are one in a million".

But, seriously, imagining this scene is really a little bit lonely, sad and lamenting.

No one knows when they're going to die, so those plans for the future are a bit far-fetched.

Because the so-called planning, the so-called planning, all show the logical ability of the producer and the awareness of the overall situation. I know how I'm going, and I make a plan to achieve a goal and make myself better. Analyze your strengths and weaknesses based on the current situation of the industry, and strive to achieve a certain goal.

But shouldn't all this be based on the assumption of one's own survival? Then, shouldn't all one's plans and plans give priority to one's own survival?

No normal person would think that they would die tomorrow, well, those who were in a car accident on the highway, those who were in a fire in the middle of jumping, they wouldn't think that way.

So, what was the former self doing?

Look at those who defend the Tao Te Ching, what inaction is not inaction and so on. Those who justify "letting go", what to let go is not giving up and so on. It's all muddying the waterhole, and it's all about letting the fear gradually dissipate, rather than letting the characters immerse themselves in the panic of the collapse of the worldview.

Unreal is unreal, and "making a plan and setting a plan" is unreal. I'm not going to say anything like "the plan still has to be set, but how", it's not true, it's not true.

If you want to make your character's life better, to be more interesting while struggling for money, to be more spiritual, to be more compassionate and not irritable, and to live in harmony with everything, then you are in the wrong place. And I, too, will go in the wrong direction.

However, there is no right or wrong, so how to explain "going in the wrong direction"?

I'm not going to explain this waste problem, because in my opinion, it's not a problem at all.

It's all characters, it's the characters who discuss the real ones, and it's the characters who kill the characters. ()

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