It's all rubbish.

Fear looks very scary, and once you know that it is just a representation of the elements of the picture, it no longer has the corresponding power.

It's like a dark cloud that suddenly drifts, what are you afraid of?

Emotions are coming, they are coming, so what?

I was scared, I was trembling in fear, and then what?

It's just the presentation of the elements of the picture, just like a gust of wind blowing and you will be cool, and a wave of fear will make you afraid, is there any difference between this Nima?

There is no qualification for me to continue to return to the past, and the character will inevitably be broken.

I can't stop, I don't want to stop, it all seems ridiculous.

How is it possible to continue to live in absurdity?

Fear is just fear, it doesn't mean anything, it doesn't mean anything, it's just a piece of shit.

I would look at myself in fear from the theater mode, just like tasting red wine, and watch the various reactions brought about by fear.

My muscles shrunk, my whole body trembled, and the fear seemed to pull me to the ground, and I wanted to obey the fear immediately, to grasp the twist in my mind, to stop the content of the fear.

These will turn into wonderful experiences, like getting drunk after drinking, sweating profusely after running, like the beach after the sun, like the pleasure after.

It doesn't look the same, but in essence it doesn't make the difference.

It's all things at the character level, and it's all a change in the state of the character.

Since this world is false, then it must be for me to play well, when will the false start to be the boss?

When did the universe dare to be hostile to me?

Who allowed this to happen?

You have to obey my arrangement, you have to serve me well, you have to follow my will, this is how this world should be.

Falsehood should stand in a false position for me to take as I please.

Instead, be arrogant and presumptuous there, make up all sorts of panic scenarios, and then make me grovel to falsehood.

Find out, who is the real one?

In other words, both the characters and the world are false, and there is no reason to think that the universe is hostile.

And when you enter the state of fearlessness, you will feel that you are the king of the universe.

In a way, it is.

Infinite distortion itself forms limitations, only infinity exists, and limitations are only presentations.

Isn't it infinite to control what is presented?

Moreover, no matter what is presented, it is not bad for Infinity, after all, there are no characters in Infinity.

Anyway, no matter how sad and tragic the limitations are, it won't hurt infinitely, so what's not to do?

As for the limitations, the various discomforts and pains of the characters, the judgments of the characters, and the disapproval of the characters, what does it have to do with infinity?

None of them I went to conquer the world.

The universe obeys me, the world obeys me, that's just a description.

I wouldn't even want to test if the universe would work for me, or let the universe change something out so that I would be at the pinnacle of humanity.

This is very subtle from the cool point fantasy.

Luckily, I didn't have to explain it clearly, I could feel that I could understand it.

Besides, after all, it's just a character-level thing, and it has nothing to do with reality.

What if the character is unwilling, what if the character is happy, as if the character's happiness is a good thing, and sadness is a bad thing.

Then avoid the bad and catch the good.

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The twist in my head is not worth believing, I'm just describing my state.

As for what these states mean, it's all just wishful thinking.

Whether I think the universe is hostile or the world is subordinate to me, it's just a state of character, and there's nothing to discuss above that.

It's not that I'm positive, it's that I can't find any reason to be afraid.

The process of killing seems to be accompanied by a lot of absurdity, and seeing these absurdities seems to make me feel more comfortable.

Of course, this is still just my guess, and who knows if this will happen?

What happened is just what I remember, and using my memory to determine the future is a hypothesis in itself.

Look at yourself and say, "I want to stay positive, because thinking can generate power and tend to make things happen," what a palpable fear these are.

The ubiquitous fear made me hold on to the characters and then coalesce into a lump.

No matter how you look at the world, it's just a matter of personal preference.

I don't want to argue about anything at the level of the characters, it's not real anyway.

The pull of emotions is just a pull, and the power is no longer the same as it used to be, as if I can turn on the theater watching mode, and then quietly appreciate my ugliness.

The role of Yuan Changwen has nothing to do with me, so he is in the position of "no relationship", not pretending to be me.

This mind, this body, is just a picture element.

The fear of not daring to abandon the character is just a picture element.

Once you jump out of the picture element, it seems that there is no reason to fear and believe.

Fear itself has become no longer fearful, it is a very strange state, fear still envelops me, but it seems that something has passed, and I no longer feel that fear is such a terrible thing.

Even if I'm emotionally pulled again, even if I don't know I'm being emotionally pulled, I still can't change the role is fake.

I can trust the characters to be real, but it doesn't affect anything.

Now I can't figure out why I am afraid of "not being able to kill it".

However, when fear comes, it seems that "can't be killed" is indeed worth fearing, and it is indeed terrifying.

The anger is gone, I'm trapped in the character, but there is no anger.

There is nothing good or bad, it is all the presentation of picture elements, and it is all unreal things.

I'm not here, but the character of Yuan Changwen is here.

Nothing belongs to me, nothing has anything to do with me, the whole picture element is just presented here.

I seem to have an even more ridiculous feeling about the universe, as if I can get everything.

There are no difficulties, no obstacles, you can get it as long as you nod your head.

It's like water coming out of a pipe, you can't say it's a difficulty just because the pipe is long.

This relaxed and natural state is much more comfortable than the twist in the mind, but it doesn't want to climb to the top of life.

That distortion of fear, that impulse based on the sense of security of "I want more," seems to have just disappeared.

I'm not interested in the future, and I'm not interested in what is happening in the moment.

That's what it's all about, presenting scenes, presenting characters, presenting all kinds of emotional pulls and thoughts.

No, there is no me here, it's just the presentation of the elements of the picture.

Unreal things, once they lose their emotional pull, they can't be immersed in the experience.

And this will only bring one result, isolation from oneself.

Death is not a big deal, the dissipation of the character is just what does it have to do with me. (https:)

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