Chapter 1212: The First Step 612

Die, those shackles, those things that are not real but pretend to be real.

It's constantly arrogant in my head, but no matter what it is, whether it's good or bad, it's just an artificial distortion.

I still believe that "slashing can lead to truth", and because of this, when I want to throw away slashing, my heart is filled with fear.

"If you don't kill, you can't lead to the truth", this is a portrayal of my heart, and it is also the nonsense I firmly grasp.

It's as if I can't lead to the truth if I don't kill it, then I'm wasting my time and becoming a complete waste.

It's all the presentation of picture elements, and it doesn't matter whether the character is killed or not.

And this statement will make me think that since they are all picture elements, then if I don't kill them, it won't affect the truth, and I can continue to grasp what is false, and then know that this is just a presentation of picture elements.

The root cause of my disapproval of this statement is that I believe that "if you don't kill you, you can't lead to the truth", and I am still afraid that the characters will not achieve anything, and I still hold on to something in a state of "not knowing".

There is no restraint in the first place, who can restrain the truth.

And the picture element is only the picture element after all, thinking that slashing can lead to the truth, it is still just wishful thinking, and it is still just a thing to grasp in fear.

In order not to be afraid, in order to appease the fear in his heart, he firmly grasped and killed.

However, I can't be sure of that at all.

If you don't kill and just know that all these are the presentation of picture elements, can you lead to reality?

The answer is that I don't know, right, the reason why I don't dare to throw away the slash is because of the distortion in my mind that "if you don't kill it, you can't get to the truth".

What the elements of the picture want to present is a simple matter, and it has nothing to do with whether I kill it or not.

In other words, there is no one at all who I am judging whether to kill or not, but the picture elements directly present "whether I kill or not".

It's like thinking that there are other possibilities for things in the past, it's just random speculation, just judging that there are other possibilities through the distortion of the mind.

It's all the presentation of picture elements, including the so-called me, which is still just a picture element.

None of them I thought about, none of them I interacted with the so-called reality, the whole was a direct representation of the elements of the picture.

Those possibilities are just assuming that they have free will.

Just as a comic book character thinks that his words and actions lead to the next step, or that things will be different if he doesn't do so in the past.

However, there is simply no such possibility.

My thinking is also the presentation of the elements of the picture, not what I choose.

There is simply no other possibility for me and where there is anything.

It's just the visual elements that I perceive at the moment, and what does it have to do with me.

Characters are the elements of the picture, and there are no characters in reality, so who is in control of all this?

Thinking is only an element of the picture, there is no free will at all, and there is no possibility.

If I choose this way, then I can only choose this way, and there is no possibility of other options.

Or rather, the twist in the mind is based on countless assumptions, thinking that there are many possibilities.

But in fact, what is perceived at the moment is what it is, and the elements of the picture can only be presented in this way.

It's all like a movie, it's all fixed.

The visual elements that are perceived at the moment are all there is.

Regret, or thinking that it should have been the way it should have been, is simply based on a series of assumptions such as "I am a real person, the world is real, and I can influence the world, and time passes linearly and has a causal relationship."

Die, the character can't be killed, and the truth can't be touched.

But characters can die, of course, not by thinking.

Does the presentation of picture elements mean that "I play every day, and I can also kill it?"

Deep down I resist this statement, it seems ridiculous, and the way of judging is still a distortion in my head.

It's obviously "I don't know", but it turns into a baseless affirmation.

I'm afraid, that I can't kill the character, and I'm afraid that after believing this statement, I'm just wasting my time for nothing.

The character of Yuan Changwen is not me at all, and I don't understand where this worry and fear comes from.

It's not that you don't regret it, it's not that regret doesn't change anything, it's that there is simply no other possibility.

It can only be presented this way, because the elements of the picture are only presented this way.

Without me, the role of Yuan Changwen is not me.

Afraid that the character will achieve nothing, afraid that the character will not be able to touch the truth, he is still firmly grasping the character.

It's to let yourself not know, to be in that kind of "I don't know" panic.

The twist in the mind builds a solid platform, but that's just, it's just wishful thinking, it's just a dishonest life.

Discard the distortions in your head, discard those baseless affirmations.

Even if you panic, even if you are afraid, there is no reason to grasp anything.

The role of Yuan Changwen has nothing to do with me, the only awkward thing is that I am the role of Yuan Changwen, and I am this thinking.

It has nothing to do with me, but that's just for reality, and I'm just thinking at the moment, just a picture element.

I'm afraid to stop killing, is that different from the fear that I won't be able to succeed in my career if I give up my efforts?

To cut off this anchor, you are not qualified to control me like this.

Let the character die, whether or not to touch the real is not at all my final say.

The blessings of disgust and hatred of the distorted, the hatred of the false, give these untruths extraordinary power.

Unreal is unreal, die, die with slashing.

Whether slashing brings truth, I don't know at all.

I can't discard slashing because I grasp the distortion that "you can't get to the truth without slashing".

The fear of achieving nothing is also the fear of "no role".

Blocking is impossible because none of this is real.

A kind of "give up the killing" slash?

I'm believing that "I will kill like this, and I will kill myself like this, and I will finish killing one day", but it's still just a guess.

Death, only death can put an end to this.

There's no need to guess, there's no need to think, it's just to kill the character.

No matter what the character cares about, what he grabs, or what he is afraid of losing, he will all be killed.

Destroy characters, destroy lives, nothing is true.

The character of Yuan Changwen is not real, there is no me at all, and the things of the picture elements are not worth discussing.

It's death.

Let yourself die, let the twist in your brain die, you don't know is you don't know.

What is killed, what is done, what touches the truth, all get out.

For the character to die, he must die, and it is simply impossible to continue to live.

Ruined it all.

With the flames of rage, burn yourself, burn the twists, burn the, you don't have to think about anything, because the part that can be considered is the thing I'm going to destroy. (https:)

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