Fight with the sky!

My life is up to me!

This is also about slashing.

Because everything about the characters is caused by the times and formed by social propaganda. In this respect, fighting with the sky is a distortion in the brain.

My life is up to me, and I'm also killing the twist in my mind. Don't give in to the distortions in your mind, because everything you know is given by "God", and it is not at all what you think about it.

Even if it is obtained by one's own thinking, the things based on thinking, and those foundations for making judgments, are also given by "heaven".

I shouldn't listen to these falsehoods, I shouldn't believe these twists, the garbage in my brain doesn't deserve to control my life.

Therefore, my life is up to me.

If the so-called "not by the sky" is interpreted as a struggle against fate, it is also a kind of killing.

Is it not a fate that I am born as a human being? Isn't my gender a destiny? Is it not a fate that I follow the trend of society and strive to pursue?

If the so-called fate is only the people at the bottom leading to the upper class, then this is an insult to fate.

It's funny when I think about it, if I write according to this kind of thing, will anyone read it? When the protagonist is domineering and passionate and shouting, "My life is up to me!"

The supporting character next to him asked, "So, do you want to rebel against the fate of your own gender, do you want to rebel against the fate of your own aesthetics, do you want to rebel against your efforts to pursue the pinnacle of life that society proclaims?"

All of a sudden, it feels like the whole picture is full of irony.

Who will believe my words? Who will agree with that? Of course, it doesn't matter if anybody believes me or not. From the other person's point of view, there is no need to trust me at all, just as I don't trust anyone else. From my point of view, I couldn't know if the other party was a real person, so believing it or not became a programme.

All I can do is accept the result and continue to do it or something else as my life flows.

Yuan Changwen only realized at this moment that his teaching for so many years was completely misleading. Because even if he is the first person in the empire, even if he has many disciples, all the teachings are to force the disciples to practice according to their own ideas.

Even if it is a choice to give a disciple freedom, in fact, the so-called freedom is only freedom within the scope of my understanding. If a disciple refuses to practice, I will definitely disagree with it, and then forcibly let him continue to climb hard. This distortion is passed down from generation to generation.

Thinking for yourself is the golden rule.

What can I give to my disciples? Let them try to believe my words like they believe in other things? Without hurting the characters, it is impossible to go to the truth. Because the characters are unreal, and I never doubted my own unreality.

When this deep belief is destroyed, it is as painful as slashing. And if someone doesn't believe in their character all the time, then they must be living in this world very strangely. It is true that there is no pain of killing, but he is in the hesitation of not having the slightest sense of belonging.

If you don't believe in the character, you will not understand what is going on in the whole world, and why do so many people not realize that they are not their role at all?

It's like everyone is sleepwalking, and thinking about this kind of scene, it's completely possible to build a living haunted house.

Who thinks they're sleepwalking?

At least I wouldn't admit that I was sleepwalking, I would think that I had free will, that I could decide what I thought, that every decision I made was carefully chosen.

Those thoughts, those beliefs, those baseless affirmations now seem as disgusting as shit. But sometimes, I still show off this shit everywhere. After all, their own shit is so different, with all sorts of reasoning about the truth written on it.

But, it's still a piece of shit.

The most annoying thing for sleepwalkers is to be woken up. It is said that waking up a sleepwalker can cause a series of high-intensity emotional reactions such as the sleepwalker going crazy and going crazy. Just like many people can't accept all kinds of inferences about the truth, they won't honestly admit all this. Of course, it doesn't matter.

The key is myself, who else in this universe but me? Why should I wake up the sleepwalker? I am still struggling in the sea of suffering, how can I help others who are also struggling in the sea of suffering?

Therefore, caring about your own killing is the key.

No problem is the biggest problem.

I was tempted to declare that I had no problems, so I was done. But in fact, it's not like that, I'm not done yet, so it means that I still have problems and obstacles. Although this obstacle has not yet appeared at this time, it is only a vague and hazy feeling, and it has not yet overwhelmed itself like a mountain.

However, the obstacles have always been there.

I can't help but be afraid of life, even now. But it's an improvement, at least I wouldn't have thought it was a fear of life. Come to think of it, I used to think it was a plan, a little worried, but more about wanting to take control of my life.

Because I am afraid, I want to be in control.

And the other side of being afraid of life is that you will always feel like you don't have enough. I thought it was the character's own design, but it was clearly the result of the propaganda of the entire empire. From all sides, this idea is propagated, the army must be strong, the economy must be strong, the soldiers must be strong, and so on.

If it's a society where no fear prevails, if everyone isn't afraid of life, if parents don't instill in them what's called being responsible for the future or something. Then, when the character grows up, he will gradually become less afraid of life. Since then, this false world has become a playground.

Instead of being like now, I was so bound by fear that I didn't dare to move easily. When I have to move, I am often faced with a dilemma of bleeding from my head, a kind of despair that is more comfortable to die than to be bound by fear. The struggle at this time is not only to shatter the fear, but also to directly shatter the character.

The fundamental setting of the character is to never stop acknowledging its own true existence. Only in this way can you play the whole fake world with impunity. And when I break the characters, I can't recognize the false duality, and I lose a series of enjoyment and entertainment capabilities.

Of course, this is just speculation so far, and I wouldn't be foolish enough to assume that these speculations are true. Instead, I had to remind myself of every word I spoke, every thought I thought, that these things were distorted.

When I see people who have no common sense, I have to tell myself that I am also ignorant, while I look down on them and pity them. They don't know some common sense, and I'm taking some unfounded guesses as affirmatives.

In this way, I am the one who deserves to be pitied.