Why can't you let the character get hurt?

Why can't you let your mother die and your wife and children be broken?

It may lead to some so-called sadness, but what's not to do?

I'm like mentally retarded, I have no ego and no brain, and I don't even know where the flow will go.

Weighing the choices through the twists in your head may appear very sensible, very planned, and goal-oriented.

But does planning really work?

Isn't it wishful thinking that behavior A can lead to the result of B, isn't it grasping with emotion?

How can I possibly know what will happen in the future?

The distortion in the brain will not be quiet, and all the contradictions and all the pulls are because the distortion in the brain is not dead.

Or rather, it's because I'm not dead.

Those pulls are based on the nonsense assumption of "I have to think about my mother", and then I am obviously resisting in my heart, and I am still obedient to the distortion in my mind when I am uncomfortable.

Then, the waste question of "what should I do" be raised.

It seems that "I have to think about my mother" is the truth, and it is a thing that cannot be discussed at all.

But where is the truth?

It's all artificially distorted, isn't it?

With so many chapters of slashing, I have known this for a long time, but completely getting rid of this self-definition was only just now.

It's clear that you're empty, it's clear that you're no longer being pulled by this self-definition, as if you're dropping a load.

However, no one knows when, the character will grasp this self-definition again.

The slash was not completed, and even, I don't know if this feeling of discarding the weight was a deception of the character.

I can't be sure that this is a move forward, but I can only say that it feels good at the moment.

However, it is not done yet, and there is still a need to move on.

Let the shattering be more complete, let the collapse of the character be more rapid, there is nothing worth grabbing.

I wonder why I should think about my wife and children or my mother, when such a simple question can be liberated at this moment.

What kind of ghost state is all this, and what kind of grasp makes the simple and outrageous slash turn into such a terrifying tug-of-war?

I don't know what I'm worried about, and I don't know what to worry about.

No matter what the content of the worry is, it is all nonsense, and it is all self-written and self-directed with a twist in the mind.

Going with the flow is going with the flow, there is nothing to say, and it does not mean that something good will happen.

I don't think that what happened is bad, that the part that can be judged is dead.

Moreover, with the death of the twist in the mind, this feeling of going with the flow will become stronger and stronger, and thinking itself is.

Only fear will make people grasp death, and will make people dare not abandon their thinking.

There's nothing to think about, is there?

Either way, it's just prejudice, and there's nothing to think about.

How and cowardice it is, will you know that thinking is, but still firmly grasp thinking.

The life of the characters is like a prison, and the walls of thinking are so ridiculous.

It's not that I can't see it, right, everyone knows that they are not omniscient, and everyone knows that people are not as good as heaven, but they just don't dare to let go.

There are too many ways to divert my attention and make it seem natural.

Of course, the biggest power is the direct presentation of picture elements.

There is no reason to talk about in itself, and there is nothing to argue about, my beheading and my non-slashing are all presentations of picture elements.

In fact, my slash at the moment is the most unreasonable presentation.

Since they are all presentation of picture elements, since they are meant to show limitations, why show me to kill?

Just like I used to be, I never doubted the reality of the world, never doubted my own authenticity, what a picture element.

However, what can't be presented, it doesn't hurt the truth, it's just an unreal presentation.

Die, die completely, and let the whole world be buried together.

The distortions of "I have to think about my mother" and "I have to think about the future" are all going to die.

It's all, it's all emotional pulling, isn't it?

Fear pervades the whole body, but under the banner of inspirational progress and positivity, there is a swagger and deception.

Studying in school, I was already shrouded in fear, and behind all the rhetoric of active efforts stood fear.

I'm going to continue, my opponent is not fear, the character has to die.

The blackness of reality, that sense of estrangement, without this fear of the characters, I knew I would face it.

And the horrible things that can't happen, all of them can happen, and I can clearly see myself grasping for them.

It had to be cut, really, I had to keep reminding myself that I could not let the emotions continue to pull.

It can happen, those horrible things, those things that destroy characters.

Reduced to the streets, impulsive negative teaching materials, there is no possibility of rising in this life, living completely like a fool, being single until death, unable to kill for a lifetime, and permanently in a gloomy and depressed life......

What can't happen with these picture elements?

And I, I have to cut the anchor and allow these things to happen, and the tug of my heart has to be cut off.

Of course you will be afraid, otherwise the killing would have been done a long time ago.

The key is not to fight fear, but to see that these are not real, and naturally abandon them.

The only function of the distortion in the mind is to directly determine whether the things are bad or terrible, such as how they will fail or be bleak after they happen.

Emotions cheered on the sidelines, and the appearance of fear made me not think rationally at all, as if the distortion in my mind was the truth.

I've seen this for a long time, and then what?

There is still no killing, and summarizing the rules will only hinder the killing, which is just a clever way to divert attention.

It's like, I'm not stopping, I'm still trying, in fact, I'm just going around in circles.

Targeting the character and letting the anger confront the falsehood directly, those mental twists simply can't bear it.

It's like a dark and damp thing, and it can't stand the direct sunlight.

My sight is sunshine, my intellect is sunshine, and my anger is sunshine.

The diversion of attention is to make me ignore these falsehoods and find a very reasonable explanation.

For example, you should be filial to your mother and so on.

Why do you want to live?

Is there an answer to this question?

There is no answer, I don't know, here's the answer.

So I don't have to live, I can die physically, after all, it is only the character of Yuan Changwen who dies.

Why can't you die?

Right, like why can't you kill your mother?

It's all okay, the anchor of the heart must be cut.

When the need goes downstream, then there will be no obstacles, and the ship of life will sail with the current.

I don't believe in the distortion in my head, and there is no pull. (https:)

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