But how do you tell if an impulse is a life flow?

I think that impulses based on the brain should be based on fear. It's based on inner impulses, but it's illogical, just for the sake of playing and expanding.

Of course, this is just speculation, and I don't know.

Yuan Changwen was wrapped in the cold water of the lake, no one knew what he was thinking, and even, no one knew that he was falling.

What do I know?

If you think about it, you will find that I know nothing but "I exist".

All cognition is nothing more than wishful thinking, just as believing in the existence of heaven and believing in the existence of Elysium makes no difference in nature. So, in this way, there are no atheists at all. Everybody is believing in something that isn't real at all.

And the non-existence of the unreal, this ability to fabricate out of thin air, seems to be unique to us humans. Of course, it is precisely this ability that makes human civilization stand out from the long river of history.

Suddenly, there was a very feeling.

Every time the question of authenticity is discussed, the question is transferred by the character, using emotions to protect the character's attributes from being destroyed.

Like, I said that some weapons are not real. Then, the character will say, how useful this weapon is, how hard it is to obtain, how beautiful this weapon can make the game character, how this weapon can provide all kinds of bonuses, how to play the game if everyone doesn't fight for it, etc.

Isn't that?

It seems that I now have to learn not to see myself as a human being.

It's really funny, do you think you think you are?

Yuan Changwen laughed himself, and the lake water flowed into his mouth along the corner of his mouth, and the cold feeling made the tongue coating shrink slightly, transmitting a slightly fishy electrical signal.

What am I doing? Why not move on? Am I content with customizing my role?

But this sense of stay is very obvious, I am not moving forward, and I am not willing to move forward. It seems that this is in a very good state now, although I am like a baby, I have just opened my eyes to see the world, and there is still a lot to learn again.

Aside from the distortion in my mind, I no longer see the walls of my mind, as if something can be directly revealed. Of course, this feeling is subtle and not very often. In other words, it keeps appearing, but the character of Yuan Changwen is hindering my feelings.

Those fantasy scenes have always haunted me. Cool fantasies, always a pleasant experience. However, when I engage in fantasies, it seems that the whole person becomes independent again, instead of a small drop that melts into the ocean.

More and more I hate the crowd, and I hate myself more and more.

"Please don't interfere with Yuan Changwen!"

I say this to myself a lot, but I still get caught up in fantasy scenarios.

Think of so many people, so many words, so many opinions, and all kinds of self-definitions. I feel very uncomfortable, and I don't really hate myself for this state. If it is really disgusting, then the fantasy scene will definitely not exist.

At the very least, you won't fall into a fantasy scene. Those scenes simply exist to enrich the characters, there is no logic and no reason, and the only requirement is that the character wins. Win in conversation, win in fights, strategize, have the courage to fight, and so on.

I don't know why I'm getting myself into this state, why I'm paying attention to others, why I'm getting other people's attention. I don't know, it's obviously uncomfortable, but sometimes I look forward to the performance of Yuan Changwen's role.

Why do you want to discuss any bullshit with others, it seems that you know a lot, it seems that you know a lot of knowledge and information, it seems that you don't know this common sense and so on.

Thinking about those distortions, thinking about those perceptions and opinions, makes me feel sick.

The nausea is not noticeable yet, but I can feel that I seem to be deepening it. It's good, there's nothing to say anyway, and there's no need to get along with others. What are two people talking about? It is nothing more than an exchange of information, and which information is true?

Continue to cultivate this disgusting until even your own opinions and opinions begin to be disgusting, instead of the current fantasy cool scene to show off the difference in the character of Yuan Changwen.

There are also people and things that remain in my head, and continue to exert influence. This kind of influence is not so-called, I have to consider them to make a choice, but I continue to fantasize about them, fantasizing about the scene and talking to them to show the power of Yuan Changwen's character.

With so many things in front of me, I don't want to move forward? I actually feel like I'm in a good state now?

Hell yes!

Sure enough, no one wants to be real, just in an environment that they are comfortable with. You don't have to climb to the top of the mountain, so it seems good to find a suitable spot and stop to enjoy the scenery.

And being uncomfortable is the driving force to move forward. Of course, I can also turn a blind eye to this discomfort, as I once did. Only the goal in the head, only the distortion in the head, and anything else is.

However, the goal is such a thing, and it means persevering in moving forward. Regardless of the trend of the terrain, regardless of the flow of life, it is to move forward according to the goal in mind. This state may be very popular with the characters, but it seems to me that there is an indescribable awkwardness and discomfort.

Oh my God, I feel awkward about the perfect quality of this character? Perseverance! That's perseverance from ancient times to the present day!

If someone is standing in front of me, the strength and indomitable spirit that exudes from my whole body seems to make me feel sick. There are also those passionate inspirational words, which become full of stench in a trance.

How did I live with this shit?

Go ahead and don't want to stay here at all. It's funny that I was still hesitating to move forward. Now, the scenery that is obviously comfortable has become like shit that makes people want to stay away. It's not that I left voluntarily, but I simply can't stand to stay.

I've felt this before, and this time again. Perhaps, it is to deepen this disgustingness. Otherwise, every fantasy cool scene will not help but complete the whole fantasy, allowing the character to plump and exist.

It seems that you are developing in the direction of autism?

It's okay, there's nothing to communicate with in the first place. Why do you have to have friends, why do you have to have parties, why do you seem to become a monster when you don't have friends?

Everyone is like this, but unfortunately, this sentence has no deterrent effect on me. Since I don't feel comfortable getting along with people, I don't get along. Why change these to cater to the distortion in your mind? Isn't embarking on the path of slashing just to free yourself from the influence in your head?

Well, cultivate this disgusting. Who would have thought that the path to truth would not depend on benevolence and goodness, but on negative emotions such as disgust and hatred?

Of course, maybe this is not the path to truth at all.