Clever?

It's my old name, well, at least that's how people compliment me a lot.

But think about it, what is it to be smart? to maximize the information as much as possible in the limited information to infer the guess that is closest to the truth. Moreover, these guesses can be applied to real life, such as predictions in various industries, such as exam questions.

Essentially, it's a fear. He thinks that the world is hostile and that he must take control of his life as much as possible as soon as possible. From life planning to the arrangement of some trivial things in life, it seems that it must be very smooth and planned.

Smart people seem to look down on those who arrange at will, and often think that this is not planned and that is not planned, and what to do when there is a problem when the time comes. Do you have to find a solution on the spot? Having a plan seems to be very organized, and very welcome, at least not despised.

Then, go further and further on the path of being smart. What started out as just to avoid things getting bad will later develop into "avoiding being less smart", and everything is just to prove that you're smart.

Because at this time, intelligence has become an attribute of the character, and "I am a smart person" has also become an unbreakable self-definition. Over the years, this self-definition has survived very well, and has been constantly affirmed by people and things. The character will not allow this self-definition to be harmed, and a series of interactions will occur.

It's hard to refute the attribute of being smart, because it's really useful. For example, you can quickly master new skills, quickly find the pattern of something, and quickly sort out your thoughts in all kinds of complicated things.

But the essence of these things is distortion, that is, they are unwilling to let go and let things unfold on their own, and they just don't want to flow down the terrain. The character won't want to do this, because it will cause the character to shrink, so they will cover it up with idiots and the like.

A lot of times, the characters don't care about the obvious. For example, I know that cups shatter when dropped on the floor, and this has been proven hundreds of millions of times. However, this does not mean that the same result will be produced next time. I never knew what would happen next time.

However, the character doesn't care, "Well, so what", it's a common phrase. The character will ignore it, put the issue aside, and then move on with life, continue to find meaning in life, and continue to work hard. In fact, I really wouldn't break the cup to test the pattern.

Since I don't know what will happen the next time I drop the cup, why don't I drop it? I still do it carefully, and all my actions are based on the rule that "the cup will break when it falls on the ground".

That's the problem.

I say I don't know, but my actions are based entirely on knowing and being convinced.

Yuan Changwen was stunned, and he didn't know how to explain this problem at all, let alone kill him. To admit the existence of laws, even if only to think that there are laws in this false world, is to recognize the truth of science.

It cannot be said that there is a certain law, how can this "certain" quantifier be defined, and how much is it a "certain" law? Where is the dividing point?

But I really don't know if the next time I break the cup, it will be broken like hundreds of millions of times before.

Damn it!

Completely caught in chaos, unable to find the direction and unable to see the target clearly.

This is a problem that must be solved.

Anyone asks me, "If the cup breaks?" and although I don't know theoretically, deep down I'm pretty sure that the cup will break.

Ha!

Removal time.

I didn't know that the cup would shatter if it fell, and at this moment, I just realized that there was a cup in my hand. The next moment, I just felt the cup shatter on the floor. Although my memory tells me that this cup fell from my hand and fell to the ground and shattered. But I don't have any evidence to prove that my memories are true.

But in this case, the problem arises again.

I don't believe in the idea that time doesn't exist, although I can't prove that time exists, although I can only confirm that it exists in the moment, and even though I know that the past and the future are my imagination, I still believe that time exists, and it gradually passes from left to right.

Time exists, and every day passes gradually, and these things seem to be taken for granted. Moreover, I also use the ticking of time to commemorate the Grim Reaper, as a way to resist the fear of the bewitching woman.

Damn, there's no way forward again.

I believe that time has passed, and all words and deeds reflect this.

No, it's a trick of the characters.

Believing in the passage of time will itself establish a well-established character. From birth to the present, the character has experienced so many things and gained so much knowledge. Believing in time itself is one of the basic means of the character, because this is equivalent to believing in the authenticity of the memory, and it is equivalent to acknowledging that there is indeed a character who has grown to the point where it is today.

I believe in time now, yes, that's because I haven't killed the character yet, I'm not done yet. So, naturally, I still have something to grasp, and there is self-definition there to be arrogant.

So, this is actually a practice point, or a practice method.

To destroy the problem, the character must be killed. The key point is to move on, I haven't let go of some self-definitions, so if I look through and analyze my self-definitions, I will naturally let go. Because those are all false, they do not exist, and when they recognize the lie, they will naturally be killed.

All self-definition needs to be maintained by spending my energy, from loving cleanliness to loving the country. And I spent my whole life for this role, not only the existence of the character, but also the character is better and fuller, like a roller coaster that can't stop at all.

Can't kill the character, being manipulated, so many chapters, what are you doing? Have you touched the core? Has it hurt your self-definition?

If not, what kind of power gave me the illusion that I was a person who made great strides towards reality.

Yuan Changwen frowned, it was obvious that his body was full of depression again, and the previous rationality gradually disappeared. The sorrow that remained gradually spread, like waves crashing on the shore, splashing countless splashes.

I'm still clutching on something and it's clear that it's really obvious this time. I grabbed at something, as if I was afraid that my life would be ruined forever. Although intellectually I knew that destroying was the beginning, I still couldn't let go.

It's like bungee jumpers, they know it's safe, but it takes courage to really jump down.

I'm just a coward, I don't dare to jump even when I stand there. Holding on to something and not letting go, afraid that your life would become a mess. The hard shell of emotions was even harder than I imagined, and even though I intellectually analyzed so many so-called slashes, I still didn't jump off the cliff.

Sorrowful.