I don't know how, but some dirty things are even cuter.

The rusty iron railings on the roofs, the chimneys and large exhaust ducts on the equipment floors of high-rise buildings, and even the dirty air conditioners outside the windows feel unusual.

It's nice to be clean and tidy, but these dirty things give me a sense of being able to communicate. As long as I stop believing the distortions in my head, those dirty things seem to have a lot to say to me.

I wouldn't like these things, and I wouldn't have heard them talking. However, it is clear what they are conveying. I don't want to describe it as mysterious or profound, but when I see these dirty things, I have a completely different feeling.

I don't think that dirty is bad, I don't agree that dirty should be wiped clean, and I don't think dirty is disgusting. It seems that no one has interfered with them for a long time, but has left a slight mark on nature.

This is the way life should be, and it is also a sign that my life has just begun. I may not have grown up, but it would be more accurate to say that I was not born at all, and my life never began.

I have forgotten the state of my childhood, and what I can remember is the various emotional pulls after stepping into society. The distortion in my head has always controlled me, and I can only see the distortion in my head.

It's scary to think about, as long as I open my eyes, I can see the world, but I don't open my eyes, I believe in the distortions in my head, and I think these distortions are the real way the world is. Really, you wouldn't know about such a simple thing?!

Therefore, all opinions and opinions, all understandings of the future, all views of life, all high-minded discussions about things, should be preceded by a few words, "In terms of the limited knowledge and understanding in my head, I think ......"

I don't understand at all why the conclusions drawn from this limitation are sought after, why do I deeply believe in those limited ideas, those limited beliefs, and are unwilling to let go of them? How can such illogical things occur except in dreams?

Because of that, I don't want to believe that the world is real.

If I say that my current self suddenly begins to understand abstract art directly, maybe that's a bit arrogant. But look at me in the past, it's just that people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and my mind is full of distortions. If I see me now, if I can draw, then what I draw is a ghost thing with a faint human shape.

I can't believe that my former self really existed, and I was still alive and well, and I was still the first person in the empire. If the first people in the empire are like this, then how can the people of the entire empire get rid of fear? No matter how advanced technology is, no matter how long the life expectancy is, they are still under the manipulation of fear.

Shouldn't the whole empire and the whole school make "not afraid of life" the focus of education? What should we do with those knowledge, those theories, those charts, and what do we learn to do? We should first "not be afraid of life," and then learn what we like without recklessness, and become a master or master.

Then, because I am not afraid of life, there is no need to cling to my so-called skills, the name of some master or master. If you want, you can start from scratch in another unrelated field. Because I'm not afraid of life, what's there to worry about?

The only thing that affects my choice is whether I am willing or not, whether I am tempted or not.

If I had heard this, would I have believed it? Would I have thought it was a fairy tale? Would I dare to lose the field I am familiar with? Would I have dared to give up what I had achieved over the years? Would I dare to start as an apprentice in an unfamiliar field?

It's all fear, it's all fear. Those plans, those arrangements, which one does not embody fear, and which one is not the best interpretation of "fear of living".

Don't say that there is no plan for how to arrange, no plan in case of any accidents, no plan for how to grasp life and other waste problems. I believe that the judges who read this chapter will not ask these questions. Of course, this is just my speculation, just "I believe".

If someone claims to be able to hear plants, will they be sent for a psychological examination?

If one thinks that the whole world is false, and the whole universe is one's own playground, will it not be considered psychotic?

It doesn't matter when it doesn't affect others. But when someone listens to a plant and doesn't want to work, will the family force the situation around, and will they force the person to work and find an income because the skill doesn't bring money?

Perhaps, in China, this is a golden finger, which can become a plant master, or design some rich people like plants, but find that their beloved plants are sick and all the experts are helpless.

What if the so-called listening plant just brings a sense of peace? Is there no way to turn this thing into money? You can not worry about it, because you are in a state of peace, but what about your family?

Is there no other way than to get rid of their family? Who would believe that anyone could listen to plants? Who would be convinced?

Does the man who thinks of the world as a playground cause trouble to others because of his actions? Just as a child never thinks there's anything wrong with yelling, or why something that's so nice to play should be stopped.

You can talk about etiquette, you can talk about politeness, and you can talk about tutoring. But which of these things isn't artificially distorted? Which one isn't so that the parents have a bright face and the little ones get nothing but frustration?

How do I understand the so-called rules? how do I understand that I have to follow the rules? why do I have to follow those customs, those so-called everyone is like this? The whole world is not real, why are there so many NPCs that occupy an important place in my head?

Is it really terrible to be abandoned by the times? If the so-called era is a large group of people living according to the distortion in their minds, then I don't want to enter this era.

Is it really terrible to be rejected from society and to be rejected by society? Is it really a tragic thing to have no friends?

In the past, I just believed too many things, and I was led by the distortion in my mind. Just knew too much, but instead crashed the ship of life on the dock. Those so-called knowings are simply forcibly believing, just like sectarian beliefs.

There is no logic in believing that this knowledge of how can I control my life, that this knowledge can lead to a good life, that this knowledge will do nothing but destroy the nature that I have?

It only takes half a minute of honest thinking to understand that all knowledge is nothing more than conclusions drawn from limitations, and that it is all just speculation.