Yuan Changwen lay on the hospital bed, woke up but did not sit up.

Who knows how they came back, maybe the doctor saw himself fainting there and sent himself back.

There was no intubation or infusion on his body, and it was obvious that the doctor knew that his fainting was not serious.

Reaching out and touching his forehead, it hurts a little.

Thinking of the dream just now, and the sudden thoughts, Yuan Changwen was a little wrong.

Ever since I started to explore the truth, all kinds of inexplicable thoughts have popped out of my head, and I don't need to look for them myself. It's as if what I'm doing is just sweeping the surroundings so that these things are not obscured.

In other words, he is already very powerful, but he is covered up by the definition of self-weaving?

Yuan Changwen didn't know, but he felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that his worldview had changed slightly.

The whole world is in your head?

Generally speaking, when we look at the world, we say, "There's a world, and then there's a me, and then I look at the world." ”

Yuan Changwen used to be like this, but after embarking on the road of exploring the truth, he knew that the so-called world and the so-called objective things all belonged to the scope of "the truth cannot be determined".

This conclusion does not have much impact, it seems that it is just one more concept.

But this thought that pops up now is very terrifying.

1, assuming that this world really exists, there is indeed such a world here, and there is indeed Yuan Changwen here. Then everything Yuan Changwen sees will inevitably satisfy scientific inferences.

The light hits the object, the object reflects the light, and then the light enters the eye, transmits electrical signals through the optic nerve, and then the corresponding area of the cerebral cortex is stimulated, producing the image we see.

At the end of the day, all the pictures of the world, all the feelings we have are generated in our minds.

2. Suppose that the world is not real and that all objective things do not exist. Then, everything Yuan Changwen can see and feel, the source of which cannot be confirmed.

Maybe it's just a superposition of a set of electrical signals, maybe like the Matrix, you can't even be sure if you're a human being, because the feeling of "being a human" can also be transmitted.

Then, the room you see, the hospital bed under you, these are not real. In this case, imagine a hospital bed, which must exist in your mind.

And even the hospital bed in front of me, because it is not real, is just an imagination in my mind. It looks more real than just imagination, but it's still imagination.

Where is the so-called cause? in my own mind.

Where is the family, the responsibility, the morality, and so on?

The whole world, in their own minds.

Yuan Changwen once thought that the universe was like an infinitely large blank paper, and we ourselves were small dots on the blank paper, small and weak. With the wisdom and efforts of human beings, we can expand our cognition little by little and fly to the vast universe.

But now, the universe is in tune with us. And the only truth we have is "I exist", that stupid background, that awareness.

So, the stupid background becomes an infinite blank slate, and the universe is a tiny dot. We are aware of the existence of a universe, and its existence is in our minds, just an addition to the background of stupidity.

Yuan Changwen was stunned and looked at his logical inference, so that he would only deduce one result, and that awareness was everything.

I realized that there was a table, I realized that there was a room, I realized that I was a human being......

It's all I'm aware of, it's all within my own awareness.

If this is the case, the world is like a dream, which is not a metaphor at all, but a living reality.

This world is my dream.

I'm dreaming that I have the so-called universe and all the other mess. But these things all belong to the dreamer.

However, Yuan Changwen didn't understand a little, if this was really the case, then why couldn't he control this dream?

This is my dream, why is it so cruel to me?

Isn't it good to have a sweet dream with a lot of money in your pocket?

Or am I having nightmares?

Yuan Changwen looked at the room, looking at the blurred scenery outside the window, all this was just in his mind.

Depend on!

Anything crazier than that?

Absolutely nothing, what alien wars or something, weak explosion!

No matter what cultivation is soaring, the Bodhi realm, the divine realm, and the immortal realm are all just perceptions in the mind.

The whole universe is mine alone!

(Cut, so domineering, do you have money?how many houses are there?how many tickets?phew!Loser!)

[That's right, I'm a loser.] It's not reality that's causing trouble, it's my confrontation with reality. If I'm super satisfied that I'm a loser, then I don't have any anxiety and annoyance at all. 】

(Then be a loser for the rest of your life!)

[How much I want to succeed, I want to do nothing, I just know success. Oh no, in fact it is the desire for money, and the so-called success is nothing more than a package of the desire for money. Because society opposes money worship, no one dares to say out loud that they love money more than anything. 】

(That's a bit extreme, we can take care of money, family, love, etc., and there is no conflict.) ）

[Who would believe it?]

One more question!

Yuan Changwen found that he had overlooked a question, if he was dreaming, what would the world be like after he woke up?

If the world after waking up, as it is now, even if technology has developed countless times, everyone can cross the galaxy. Or you are in some cultivation world, and you can blow up the galaxy with one punch.

Or, I'm not human, I'm a dog being experimented on by evil humans or something.

If that's all there is to it, then prove that you haven't woken up at all. Because it can also be reasoned that the "I" who wakes up is still in the dream state of a larger dreamer.

Objective things always fall within the realm of "inconclusive truth".

According to my own reasoning, no matter what world I wake up into, I am still aware.

Well, didn't wake up at all?

To be precise, the world that has not woken up at all?

Yuan Changwen looked at his hands, a little confused, because in this case, he would never know what he was.

While finding the only truth, "I exist", or that awareness.

But what exactly are these things?

Never know.

That is, there is no clear answer to the question of who I am. Even if the answer is, "I am that awareness," then what is that awareness?

There is no answer.

[Even so, I still have a pathological attachment to money, and it will come out at any time to remind me that I am a loser. 】

(It was meant to be.) ）

[That's right, I don't deny it.] But why can that emotion still pull me? Could it be that money cannot be killed?]

No matter how hard the building is, it can't escape the scope of self-definition, and the essence is like that, there is no reason why there is no such thing as being unkillable. 】

(It's good to work hard to make money!)

Depend on!

A wave of nausea and discomfort struck again, Yuan Changwen was once hit by the fear of money, and a little regret went on a rampage again.

Just thinking about the state of being without money is suffocating.

Depend on!