Chapter 500: Cultivating to the Truth 130
When I woke up early in the morning, I happened to meet my mother making breakfast.
"Huh, you didn't sleep?"
Yuan Changwen nodded: "Well, wake up." ”
In fact, last night's trip was like a thorn in my heart, and from time to time I thought about the authenticity of the world.
Just like now, Yuan Changwen subconsciously thinks that he is just a character interacting with his mother, and his mother can't be sure of the truth.
Depend on!
Is there any end to it?!
The mother could see at a glance that something was wrong with her son: "What's wrong?
Yuan Changwen shook his head and said, "I guess I just woke up." ”
Hehe, now you don't have to think about lying at all.
In doing so, it is nothing more than reinforcing self-definition.
Get lost!
Yuan Changwen was a little unable to control his thinking, and often ran out of these uncomfortable thoughts at will.
If you go on like this, you're going crazy!
Just like he killed someone during his trip, for the sake of the so-called truth, he directly killed the two gangsters.
The old mother didn't tell the truth, did her son lie, don't you know? In an old saying, your own son has been raised as an adult, and he knows what shit to pull when his ass is cocked.
"Well, how did you look at buying a car?"
Yuan Changwen was confused: "Buy a car? What is buying a car? Oh...... I looked at the technical parameters, when will I go to the store?"
Mom: "It's the weekend." ”
After that, my mother simply ate breakfast and went to work.
Yuan Changwen stayed at home alone, and once again set off a storm of thoughts in his mind.
Nothing but "I exist" is real.
Even the belief that you are a person is also a baseless belief.
Depend on!
No, it can't be like this.
Yuan Changwen turned on the computer and started the game decisively.
I have to say that the design of the game is easy to get addicted to, and after a while, what is real is left behind.
And then what?
When the game ended, before the next round of the game began, a wave of discomfort struck so suddenly.
Yuan Changwen knew what kind of discomfort this was, the sense of deprivation that arises when he kills the definition of self-weaving. Think about what you value most, and then think about what you would be like without it.
Just this kind of thinking can give people a certain sense of suffocation. If not, either you are dishonest or you don't have a certain sense of identity with life.
It was so uncomfortable that Yuan Changwen suspected that this wave of discomfort far exceeded the intensity he had endured during the trip. During his travels, he developed a sense of hatred for self-definition because of the illusion of the orb.
But now, I, Yuan Changwen, don't hate these self-definitions!
I have God for a year, and I have experienced several different past lives, including the Qin Dynasty and Cambridge after World War II, and the modern kidnapping and modern scavenging being bitten to death by dogs. These memories of past lives, although not good, are equally worth keeping.
There is also the active travel after opening the second permission, which created countless worlds, the life of the ancestors 1.9 million years ago, and even the hair did not fade at that time. His future firefighting work, hacker experience, Xiuzhen world, space ring, unlimited gold finger, the glory of rebirth, and the love of a killer......
By the way, Lao Tzu is still a dignified toilet man!
These...... None of them are real?
Why should I care if it's true or not, why should I be influenced by the idea of killing myself?
Although Yuan Changwen's current life is a little boring, he is definitely not sad. To have God is to have it all. Whatever you want to experience, you'll be satisfied.
Even if you want to change your family's living situation, it's a breeze.
But at this moment, because of a trip, you have to give up all your experiences?!
, I don't care if you're real, I just like this kind of life anyway.
What if it's not real? I'd love it to be free!
After Yuan Changwen vented, he seemed to feel a little more relaxed. However, just as I finished a game by myself, and then relaxed my eyes and drank yogurt on the balcony, that wave of inexplicable discomfort hit here.
It's very light and light, but Yuan Changwen knows that it is there, like termites gnawing on wood, quietly and slowly devouring itself.
What both eyes see is false, and the existence of a character is also false.
This feeling is like seeing a rope as a snake, and when you look closely, you realize that it is actually a rope. Once you have seen it clearly, it is almost impossible to see the rope as a snake again.
After so many chapters of killing, although Yuan Changwen has not awakened, he has already cleared all the covers. I don't know how many self-weaving definitions there are, but it's good to burn them all in one fire!
Lao Tzu is that stupid background!
Depend on!
Yuan Changwen found that he seemed to be unable to control these thoughts, and he was completely unable to get rid of them.
Is it because these are the truths? because no matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of the truth?
It's great to be able to identify falsehood as true, but it's impossible to escape the truth in any way.
Like, you can think of yourself as a person, a piece of, a god, a hero, but you can never deny that "I exist".
Yuan Changwen was a little angry because the development of things was not under his control. Even forcible resistance does not seem to help. Like gravity, it keeps pulling itself, and only by holding on firmly can you not fall into the abyss.
Despite this abyss, is called true.
Who is resisting? The "self" is surviving, and the definition of self-weaving does not allow to be killed. Yuan Changwen is uncomfortable because he still wants to grasp these self-definitions.
Damn, just because you hate doesn't mean I hate it!
I like those falsehoods, can't I?
You're just a part of my journey to create the world, why did you influence me so much in turn?!
If this world is really false, doesn't it show that you are now on a journey of life?
Yuan Changwen shook his head and threw these thoughts out. For the first time, Yuan Changwen hated his logical thinking a little bit, and he hated his perseverance as a science student.
I still remember the first time God appeared, and I sat on the couch all afternoon, just to find the loopholes that God allowed me to experience in my past life.
But now, this kind of tenacity that does not give up until the Yellow River has become a source of discomfort. Because once you think about it, you have to agree with those killings.
"I exist" is the only definite truth. This sentence cannot be refuted at all, and perhaps through this sentence it has developed into some philosophical school, and it is even possible to be refuted. But as far as this sentence is concerned, it is irrefutable.
Yuan Changwen forced himself not to think about this, he had to find something to do.
With God, Yuan Changwen no longer has any fear of the future. This is a benefit, but at the moment there is no way to escape. If you are an ordinary person, even if you think about who I am, you will end up working hard because of the fear of the future.
It's like the question he encountered during his travels, finding the answer to "who am I", can he become a superman or can he make money?
And Yuan Changwen has long had no such fears, and for the future, making money is as easy as drinking water.
Depend on!
You have to find something to do, otherwise sooner or later you will be swallowed by the three words "I exist" and swallow up the role of Yuan Changwen.
So, what do you do?