I still don't get used to this kind of life where there is no right or wrong, as if I have been taught to have one right instead of all right.

I always want to choose the best, but I can't know what is the best.

And what is "I think" the best?

It's gambling, and thinking with a twist in your head is a gamble.

It always seems that I am worried that I have made the wrong choice, as if the whole universe is ready to kill me at any time, otherwise why should I be so careful everywhere.

I'm not used to living with both, and I'm not used to this kind of choice that can be done whatever.

It's as if Shunliu didn't tell himself how to do it, without clear instructions, he didn't know what to do at all.

Distortions in the mind will jump out at this time, and then pretend that various truths are analyzed there.

Unfortunately, this kind of analysis can only make me feel sick, and only make me more aware of how humble and weak the distortion in my mind is.

It seems that there is always thinking, always choosing, always wanting to find the best.

The point is, there is no such thing as the best.

If I can find the best, but I can't choose the best because of knowledge or whatever, then it's sad indeed.

However, I can never choose the best, so this desperate analysis to choose the best behavior is a kind of.

Always treat the character as real and the world as real, and then you will constantly want to analyze and strive for better.

Maybe human civilization is built on this, but human civilization is a fart, it's still just a picture element, it's still just the content of awareness.

Once you're stuck in a role, it's easy to put yourself in the role of the character, because even single-celled animals avoid environments where they get hurt.

Perhaps, only this kind of "reversal" is worthy of "reversal leads to immortality".

Of course, maybe this sentence has no source at all, or maybe it's just something written by someone at random, and its original intention is to express rebellion against the injustice of fate or something.

But it doesn't matter, nothing in this world is real, there is no separation, it is just the overall presentation of the elements of the picture.

Thinking that this sentence is just someone's joke is judged to be nonsense, this is what I used to like.

As if a person has a bad moral character, then it is impossible to touch the truth and directly deprive him of his identity as a master.

There is no reality in this world, in other words, any pictorial element can be used only for its purpose, or for other purposes.

Because the so-called use only comes from the distorted analysis of the mind, and is limited to humble cognition.

For example, a leaf, in addition to being just a leaf, can also become an opportunity or breakthrough for someone to kill.

An ordinary sentence can be just what someone said, or it can be a flash of inspiration for Conan to solve the case.

The distortion in the mind is judgment, and believing that the distortion in the mind is just grasping in fear.

Both are right, you can choose however you want, and the twist in your mind won't believe that.

Because then there is no need to judge at all, and there is no longer a need for the existence of distortion in the mind.

It seems that there is always a myriad of things to worry about, always afraid of what you are missing.

"The opportunity is fleeting", how did this nonsense phrase get into my head?

How did something so obviously based on fear, so obviously just a guess, become the truth in that arrogance.

It's just that it looks like it's going to be missed, but the whole thing is just a presentation of the picture elements, and it's impossible to miss it at all.

Without free will, without the existence of time, how could there be such a thing?

But the emotion is quite unreasonable, that is, if you are not attentive enough, if you live a mixed life, you will miss a lot of opportunities and miss a lot of opportunities to reach the peak of life.

Fear is everywhere.

In other words, how do I know that what is missed is really missed?

It's just a twist in the mind, pretending to be the truth there, and arrogant there.

With the blessing of fear, this idea of "fleeting opportunity" seems to be irrefutable at all, but unreal is unreal, no matter how much I believe it, it is only wishful thinking, and it is only the product of emotion.

Friends seem to be a good word, and not having friends always seems to make people feel a little sad.

It's a pity that that kind of busty character thing only makes me feel sick, and normal chatting is just a hindrance.

It's a kind of helplessness, as if watching yourself jump into the abyss, and knowing that you will lose these so-called friendships and family in the abyss.

But on the other hand, he was unwilling to prevent the shattering of the characters, so he could only watch these character attributes dissipate.

I can't tell what it feels like, it's not regret or regret, it's more like an indifference.

I don't seem to pay much attention to those clouds, as if there are always important things, just see how you can appreciate them for a long time.

Have I made enough money, am I at the peak of my career, and have my children and parents have no worries about their lives...... This litany of questions seemed to make me feel ashamed of my time.

Unfortunately, it's just a tug of fear, nothing and makes me sick.

Without the distortions in the mind, without the tension in the heart, without the various contortions set by the artificial, things themselves will become easy and natural.

"Young people must choose to endure hardship, otherwise they will suffer when they are old", where is the truth of this discourse.

Constantly grasping the distortion in the mind, there is no point in getting older, and talking about seniority is nonsense in itself, and it is in itself to avoid talking about things.

Without the blessing of fear, many things will dissipate naturally.

It's all fear, which directly obscures the so-called rational, emotional monster, and that's me.

Unreal is unreal, and confronting it with emotions speaks to the inauthenticity of these distortions.

I'm still not used to a life without a brain, and I'm not used to a life that doesn't require thinking, as if the whole universe is like a big demon king watching me, ready to kill me at any time, ready to wait for me to make a mistake.

It feels really sad, like a person who lives in a dark and damp world, and will not like the sun and the vast natural world.

And I was taught to huddle in the dark and damp, to believe in the distortion of my head.

Anyone who tries to break this narrative will be attacked by a horde.

Perhaps, just leave.

If you can't be sure, you can't be sure, and those baseless affirmations don't stand up to scrutiny.

Either the picture element explains the picture element, or it is a conclusion drawn in humble cognition.

It's just the product of emotion, or rather, the kind of firm grip is an emotional pull.

Any honest person will see that this is all.

And there is only one reason to think that these are true, and that is fear.

There were distortions wrapped around that emotion, as if I believed that these distortions would put me at ease, even if it was fear, because it didn't seem to be a problem for everyone to be like that.

Destroy it, there's no reason to keep the twist in your head.

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