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That's right, those fears, those worries, all seem to be very reasonable. Moreover, in order to live a better and more perfect life, and to make the horns more full, the content of these fears cannot be refuted at all.

This is the invisible power of dreams, the inexplicable power that makes me constantly think of myself as real, and makes me keep thinking of the world as real. The power of emotion makes me reluctant to see the falsehood of the world, while the power of fear makes me desperately deny my own falsehood.

I have no chance of winning against these forces, and I will never be able to overcome fear at the level of fear.

Every time my fears come, I tell myself that they are stories I made up. It's a pity that this is just appeasement, just to make life better.

I don't want it!

Here, I'm going to jump into the fear, go straight into the fear, and see if I scare me to death, or if I slash the fear.

Unreal is unreal, not denying fear will cause the whole person to become 'chaotic' and 'chaotic', who will let fear run wild in the body?

But if every time you try to appease your fear, every time your fear comes, tell yourself that these are made up stories. Well, I'll never be able to kill it. Perhaps, in the future, there will be no more fear, and maybe the whole life will become peaceful because of appeasement.

Unfortunately, it's still not true.

The inexplicable power that made me take falsehood for reality was the power to use fear to make it all real. Or rather, it made me afraid to face this fear.

I don't know how fear arises, and I don't know what the content of fear has to do with fear. However, the elements of the picture present the fear, and the content of the fear is presented. What's the point?

It's it that keeps me from fighting this fear, it's keeping me from killing, it's making me take it all as real.

That inexplicable force wants me to sleep, wants me to take all this as real, and wants me to think that I am the character of Yuan Chang. So, my opponent is not what is fear, nor is it the content of fear, whether it is true or not.

Once it is determined that it is not true, then it is simply discarded, and any excuse or explanation is just a procrastination and a trick to fear the bewitching 'woman'.

This is madness, Captain Ahab has already given me a good example, and I have no idea. Captain Ahab abandoned his one-day wife and single-handedly culled Moby Dick. Didn't he know that it would make his wife uncomfortable?

However, my opponent is false. The unreal is unreal, there is only one goal, which is to destroy the false. To live is to die, and any words and deeds are not to please others, nor to live more comfortably, but to destroy falsehood.

Look, did I do it? No, I'm still whirling, trying to figure out how to kill while preserving my life. It's as if I could watch a 'fat' soap opera over dinner with my parents and then slash out the twists in my head.

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I've been using my mind to analyze, as if I don't have to believe in the distortions in my head after analyzing my mind. However, that inexplicable force seemed to be even stronger, and it always kept me in fear. Moreover, I can't destroy like crazy, I can only keep spinning on the level of fear.

See, I analyzed how to fight fear, how to face fear, what fear is, how it works, what causes it. But I didn't kill it.

Children playing with toys may encounter various problems. However, what I want to do is not to play with toys better, or to play with toys to a level so that everyone will worship me.

Burning the toys, as well as burning the little ones, is all over.

Right, no kids, no toys, what's the problem?

Unbelievable, completely unaware of when, reason became an obstacle. Because of my sanity, I subconsciously analyzed that none of this was cost-effective. I just want to play with the toys and it wasn't my intention to burn them.

Unreal is unreal, and false is not qualified to '' all this.

Whenever I am afraid, I will comfort myself for fear of entering the emotion of fear. That's right, maybe that's the way the horn protection mechanism is, and that's the only way to make everyone have a good time in their dreams.

"To be calm, to be peaceful, it's not a big deal, it's all fake, it's just the presentation of the elements of the picture. No one gets hurt, no one suffers, enjoy life well. ”

This is appeasement, although the words are correct, but not beheading. Just to soothe the emotions, just to make life better, just to soothe that restless heart.

Why appease? If it's not real, why can't you kill people? If it's all about the elements of the picture, why do you have to abide by moral traditions and show off with them?

Perhaps, there is no spiritual 'chicken' soup, when people's hearts are squeezed to a certain extent, it will explode. And then it turned out that all this was gone. Of course, it is also possible that he committed suicide before that.

The opponent is not fear, and it has nothing to do with the content of fear, all this is just a means of that inexplicable force. Only madness can fight, and only destruction can move forward.

Be afraid, and see who 'kills' who first. Am I scared to death by fear, or am I destroying the false first?

This inexplicable force is too strong, but it is only false. Forcibly distorting the real into a dualistic world, but it is not real after all. The power is powerful, but it is only misleading.

Who can kidnap the real, who can destroy the real, who can change the real?

All this is my voluntary hypnosis, voluntary fear, voluntary becoming a part of the duality, and volunteering to become the role of Yuan Chang.

No matter how powerful the power is, it can't be true, and falsehood is only falsehood after all. Like a 'subtle' illusion, it is only an illusion after all. And that awareness can never cease to exist, it can never escape.

Who can leave the real?

That inexplicable power can mislead me, it can fear me, it can make me take it all as true. However, it's just "I think".

Fed up with falsehood, fed up with distortions, who dares to argue in my head?

Those baseless affirmations, those nonsense based on cause and effect, are not qualified in my head.

Perhaps, what followed was endless invective. After all, reasoning can never overcome fear, let alone get rid of falsehood. The twist in the head is not worth believing, it's that simple.

And fear is telling me that the distortion in my brain is worth believing, seeing how reasonable and possible it is.

If this world is not real, then this world should be discarded.

That awareness is everything, and apparently I don't think so. Yuan Chang's horn 'color' is everything, and almost all thinking is based on this false horn 'color'.