Chapter 392: Cultivating to the Truth 22
At night, it seems to be a good place to escape from the day.
No matter what kind of entertainment you have, you can relax. Or think in reverse, use strenuous exercise to sweat profusely, and then sleep beautifully.
However, in this world, some people are happy and some people are sad.
Everyone only sees the happy, when they see the sad people.
Of course, this depends on whether the whole environment is full of happy people or sad people.
The media never reports on mainstream things, because there is nothing explosive to stimulate the reading impulse of the crowd.
It's like the relationship between a man biting a dog and a dog biting a man.
A taxi arrives at the Kuaifu, and the wife gets out of the car, full of panic and overwhelmed.
My wife stood at the door of the Catcher Mansion, lingering for a long time, and I didn't know what she was struggling with.
And the doorman didn't care, playing with his mobile phone.
The Catcher Mansion is not as strict as imagined, and there are hundreds of people who come to the Catcher Mansion every day to do errands, and this is not a prison.
The duty of the doorman is more to open the door to the leader.
When the leader goes out, the leader can't wait too long, and the electric sliding door must be opened a little earlier.
But usually, if there are no vehicles in and out, the electric sliding door must be closed, because this is in line with the solemn momentum of the Capture Mansion.
The wife finally made up her mind and entered the fast hunting mansion.
In the courtyard, I saw a man in a fast suit pacing in a circle.
"That...... Hello ......"
When my wife got closer, I found out that this catcher turned out to be a bald head.
"Oh, you're Yuan Changwen's wife, right?"
The wife was super alert, and immediately took a few steps back, pulled away from it, and said:
"Do we know each other?"
Bald head: "I don't know, you come in with me, I have something to ask you." ”
Wife: "Hmph! How do I know if you're really catching fast or fake fast catches? Why is the fast hunting house so quiet? Who knows if you are liars using this method to deceive me?"
The bald head couldn't cry or laugh: "It's night, except for a few of us on duty, we all went home." It's impossible, at night, the Catch Kuaifu is as lively as during the day. ”
Wife: "Hmph! I haven't seen it yet, which catcher is bald? Who knows if you are, taking advantage of the fact that there is no one in the fast hunting house at night, and then where do you get a fast catcher suit, pretending to be a fast catcher." Think beautifully, cheat in the fast hunting house, I guess no one will guess that you are fake to catch fast!"
The bald head looked defeated, and said helplessly: "Okay, your imagination can almost come to work in the criminal investigation team." ”
The wife said proudly: "That's, don't look at me as a woman...... Don't divert the topic, I'll take a look at your catch certificate. ”
The bald head felt in his pocket and said, "My fast catch card is in the office, I'll get it for you!"
Wife: "Wait a minute!"
Bald Head: "What's wrong again?"
Wife: "How do I know, will you go in and call someone, and then a group of people rush out, where can I fight back!"
The bald head held his forehead with one hand, and he didn't even have the urge to refute.
"Then what do you say? I won't take it, and you won't believe it if I don't take it. You say, what should I do?"
The wife was straightforward and said, "I don't know! This is your business, why should I find a way?"
Bald head: "......"
The two of them stood in the courtyard, staring wide-eyed.
After a while, the bald head asked in a faint voice, "Do you also think that I don't look like a fast catcher?"
The wife hesitated for a while, and reluctantly said: "No, you know, I'm a weak woman after all." ”
The bald head looked at the tall police badge on the building and muttered, "Why don't you do it now?"
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Interrogation room.
Doctor: "Are you going to talk about everything, pushing it to the 'self-woven definition'?"
Yuan Changwen: "It's not pushing, but it's the way it is." ”
The doctor knocked on the table and said, "What about this? Is the table also a 'self-woven definition'?"
Yuan Changwen: "The objective world belongs to the scope of 'inconclusive truth', but to a certain extent, it also belongs to the scope of 'self-woven definition'.
It is precisely our unhesitating belief that the so-called objective things are absolute, which is why we put this self-definition in our minds.
We never doubted that the school days were also a materialistic bombardment. Whether this table is real or not, no one asks, and no one can answer. ”
Doctor: "How do you prove that this table isn't real? After all, it's really here." ”
Yuan Changwen: "It's not that it's untrue, it's 'impossible to determine the truth', and everyone takes it for granted that the table is real." Why? Because it's convenient, it's easy to understand.
Even if everyone admits that they can't be sure of the truth, it doesn't seem to affect real life, so everyone selectively ignores this fundamental difference.
This is the same as a scientific theory! Now which theory is the most convenient to explain and the most concise description of the whole theory, then this theory is the best choice. ”
The doctor smiled and said, "I just want to know, how do you kill the self-woven definition of 'objective things belong to uncertain truth'?"
This sentence is like a thunderbolt!
Yuan Changwen was stunned, frowned, and opened his mouth several times, but he had nothing to say.
The definition of killing self-weaving was a method that Yuan Changwen came up with by himself, because he was fed up with falsehood.
With a single rage, almost all self-definition is swept away.
Even if these self-definitions did not all fall, Yuan Changwen knew that the buildings built on the desert were already crumbling.
Although when he killed his parents, family, and responsibilities, it was like peeling his skin and digging out his heart, but Yuan Changwen still survived.
Because he knows that the definition of self-weaving is false. With an abhorrence of falsehood, he survived.
But the doctor's words made the routine established by Yuan Changwen collapse in an instant.
Objective things belong to "the truth cannot be determined", which is what Yuan Changwen himself determined.
And this identification, this determination, is itself a kind of self-definition.
It is the same as "believing that the earth is round, believing that hard work will be rewarded, and believing that mother's love is better than everything", which is the definition of self-weaving.
If it is to be killed, then "objective things belong to the indefinite truth" must also be killed.
If you don't kill it, then your so-called self-definition of killing will become a complete joke.
Yuan Changwen gasped and said, "You, you are talking nonsense!"
The doctor raised an eyebrow and smiled and said to the assistant, "Pack up your things, it's done." ”
Yuan Changwen grabbed the edge of the table, like a drowning man trying to grasp the life-saving straw.
"Wait a minute!"
Why are you so uncomfortable?
Is it because I have taken "self-definition" as a truth that no one can object?
That's it!
What a demon, once again taking advantage of my inattention, quietly put this in my mind.
When "killing self-definition" becomes a self-woven definition, how can you kill yourself?
It looks like he's slashing, it looks like he's toppling a complex of buildings in the desert. But in fact, he just overthrew and rebuilt!
The devil cleverly deceived himself.
Sure enough, when you think you are sober, it is the weak link to guard against demonic deception.
True, it is simply impossible for one person to kill all self-woven definitions.
The whole process is just another deception by the devil.
It's really hard to survive for "self"!
In fact, the word "kill" is used incorrectly. Strictly speaking, watching the fire from across the shore is a good word.
When it is learned that all self-woven definitions are false, everything is over.
A person, as long as he exists in this world, must have some self-definition.
Perhaps, it is a person who "kills self-definition". Perhaps, it is a person who "thinks that all objective things belong to the indefinite truth".
Either way, you can find the corresponding description.
Even if I am an "indescribable" person, that in itself is a description.
So, it is simply impossible to have no self-definition.
"Haha! I see!"
Yuan Changwen laughed loudly and asked the doctor to stop and clean up.
"Understood, when emotions arise, it is enough to nail 'I exist'. In fact, whether it is emotional or otherwise, all self-woven definitions only need to remember that it is false, and it is enough.
There is no need to kill at all, and there is no need to resolve these so-called contradictions. Now, all the buildings in the desert have been transformed into foam and suspended in the sky.
They burst like bubbles, and you don't care what they are. Just know, they're all fake. Nailing to 'I exist' and watching the fire from the other side is enough. ”
The doctor put down the notebook, touched his chin, and thought about it.
Then he raised his hand and slapped Yuan Changwen in the face.