It's not real, my mother is not real, my wife and children are not real, it's just a distortion in my head.

There is no mother, no wife and children, just the presentation of picture elements.

It's me, I think there is an old mother, I think I have a wife and children, so that this series of distortions can spread.

First of all, with a mother, you can continue to develop various ideas about your mother, such as filial piety and the like.

Crazy is really just a numbers game, the side with more people is not crazy, is there anything more funny about this Nima?

Perhaps, it is only because there are so many people in society who are full of fear that they do not think that this fear is anything bad.

Of course, this is still just speculation, and who knows what other people really are?

Looks like me, and behaves like me, so you simply think that others are real people?

This feeling is second only to the realism of time, as if it is difficult to see others as NPCs.

Still, others are being stripped of their authenticity, and there is no need to interact.

There is no need to interact for a certain goal, the distortion in the mind creates the goal and also creates the behavior.

Then, it's all.

I don't know why I did it, and I don't want to know, there's no need to explore the fakes.

Trying to sort out the falsehood is itself unnecessary and impossible.

All I can do is sort out my own falsehood and guess that others are the same as me.

Let's see, are there various assumptions.

I don't know if the memories in my head are real, or if they happened in the past.

What, then, is there to believe in a summary based on these assumptions?

The smile seems to be good, the joy seems to be great, and no one will take the initiative to refuse.

However, it's still not real, it's still just the character's attributes.

Trying to make a character into a certain state has nothing to do with reality.

And the character's favorite is still a certain state of the character, not the state of "no role".

It seems that if you keep writing and writing, you can eliminate the feeling of devouring in your heart, and let those vomits be eliminated through words.

What are the elements of the picture?

I really don't know what emotions should be for these words, the murderer who destroys everything, but I love it very much.

The beauty and sweetness created by distortion seem a little disgusting.

Especially when the twist wants to control me, those words and those truths are like a lump of shit flying towards me.

It's not reasoning to convince me at all, it's just using emotions to pull me directly, like the dodge effect that comes with shit.

There's nothing to believe, and despite that, emotions still come up and pull me at ease.

It's not that resisting the pull of emotions is victory.

It's about letting emotions pull, allowing emotions to pull, and seeing with your own eyes that it's all.

Even if those horrible things happen, what if they happen?

This kind of anchor that is firmly grasped is what you need to kill.

Unreal is unreal, and that tugging emotion itself is not real, and there is no qualification to exist.

Look at the distortion in your head, even if it's just a simple "this kind of thing doesn't happen well", it's just an unfounded affirmation.

There is nothing real to speak of, and there is no reason to believe it.

It's just the power of emotion, it's just the pull of emotion, and in the end, it's just the presentation of picture elements.

It's not that I'm believing, it's that "I'm believing."

There is no cause and effect, and there is nothing to kill.

Dissipate, destroy directly, I will not catch or remember.

It wasn't my killing that made me what I am now.

Rather, I don't know what's going on, but the elements of the picture show the situation at the moment.

Of course, there are also visual elements such as memories of the past.

The so-called slashing leads to this moment, it is obvious that it is just the picture element explaining the picture element, what is the truth at all?

Reason can see very clearly, there is no real thing at all, that black horror is real.

But now, it's still obvious that I'm in a fake, I'm still being played with emotions.

It's not a bad thing, because there's no such thing as a bad thing, and of course there's nothing so good about it.

The presentation of picture elements is just presentation, where is the so-called good or bad?

It can only happen like this, there is no other possibility, where is the so-called good and bad, right and wrong?

The idea that something is good is right is in itself.

Of course, it's still just the presentation of the picture elements, and there is nothing wrong with any idea.

"Existence is reasonable?"

I don't know who said this, and I don't want to know what other words there are before and after.

It seems more appropriate to use it here.

It doesn't matter if the original author didn't mean that, right, there's nothing to argue about.

I don't need to convince people, I don't need to educate people, it can only happen like this.

Including my words and deeds, they can only be presented in this way.

Everything is reasonable, because everything is a presentation of the elements of the picture, and it has been presented, so there is nothing wrong with it.

The twist in my head doesn't seem to say so, that no mistakes mean that there is nothing to do and nothing to flesh out the character.

I'm curious, what kind of existence is the kind of person who has neither touched the real nor got rid of distortion?

It's not me anyway, and the false must be killed, though I can never kill the false.

The degree to which a custom character is "not afraid of life" seems to depend on how much of the twist in the mind is discarded.

Believing that the less distortion there is in your head, the freer it seems.

Of course, I don't know.

There can't be a single twist, I have to kill the twist in my head, even the simplest one is not eligible to survive.

Distortion is distortion, unreal is unreal, there is nothing to negotiate.

Perhaps, keeping some distortions can make me appear more emotionally intelligent, and can make me look like a normal person.

But why do I need these things?

What do you do by retaining the so-called humanity and the so-called emotional intelligence?

See, this is still a fearful drag show.

You want to compromise, you want to find a balance between truth and falsehood, for what?

It's still for the role, for the sake of retaining the role.

Admittedly, the characters are wonderful and the false is wonderful, but all this is a hindrance.

I don't have any reason to keep the characters, even if the characters are ten million times more beautiful than the real thing, it's useless.

The slaughter has not yet been completed, and any reason for me to stop is to hinder the killing, to continue to stay in the midst of falsehood.

Perhaps, the state of not touching the real and killing the distortion in the brain is the most comfortable existence in the falsehood.

However, it is still not true.

The presentation of the elements of the picture is a curse and a blessing.

It freed me from the erosion of falsehood, and at the same time lost the capital of pleasure.

Go ahead, further.