Yuan Changwen felt that he was rotting, and that feeling of devouring never seemed to go away. Once you stop distracting yourself, it won't take long for this feeling of devouring to return.

And I really want to feel like that.

It's weird, and I want to be in the middle of a devouring feeling. It's like suddenly wanting to run and then being paralyzed there, enjoying this paralysis very much, but still can't change the feeling of being paralyzed.

And how can a man who has never been paralyzed from running and who sees this state as wrong to believe that anyone will enjoy it? In his eyes, perhaps this is just a comforting statement.

Music, it seems, does not bring any emotion, and those who are full of distortions seem to be emitting a stench. It stands to reason that they are all presentations of picture elements, and they can only be presented like this, so would they dislike it?

Perhaps, I don't want to dwell on how the characters should and shouldn't be, even the Buddha doesn't play with a piece of at any time. So, anything that delineates the category of characters is a distortion.

Those kindnesses, those moral models, to use these to judge whether they are true or not, is simply ridiculous to the extreme.

There is no right or wrong, and I still believe in right and wrong. The twist in my mind always wants to be on the right side, and I always keep distorting the world.

I'm believing that slashing is right and not slashing is wrong. I'm believing that it's wrong to judge the world, and it's right not to judge. In fact, these are just the presentation of picture elements, so what is right or wrong?

The character will always stand on one side or the other, even if it is beyond binary opposition, but the character itself is distorted, and as long as he speaks, he will stand on one side. Maybe only the character himself knows that he is not on either side, but simply follows the flow and makes certain words and deeds.

Good at this time, evil at the next moment, and immoral at the next moment, all of these decisions are made along the stream. I can't demand that the flow has to be straight or that it has to turn here, it's just a twist in my head.

Does water demand terrain? Does water repel what flows into filthy places? Does water feel like it should be a fountain rather than a stench of sewers?

Even, even if it is a distortion in the mind, it is only the presentation of the elements of the picture, and it can only happen like this.

"If you don't leave, I won't give up", this is clearly fear. It seems to turn all this into a deal, and fearing losses, first proposes that the other party "never leave".

I don't understand why this phrase is so popular, as if putting yourself in a vulnerable group waiting for the other person's choice. It feels like showing his integrity, his keeping of his promises, but the other party leaves first.

Shit.

But when these words are preached, is there something wrong and needs to be corrected?

That's right, right, it's just a presentation of the elements of the picture. However, I can dislike, I can feel disgusted, just like no one likes to live in a pile of shit.

It's just such a setting.,The villains in the game will be deleted.,The whole game is a good guy and a good thing.,Even in the end, you can't even do good guys and good deeds.。 Because nothing bad happens, not even bad weather, who would play such a game?

And when you choose a game with ups and downs, you will tremble because it is too real.

What the hell is this?

Perhaps, I just want to experience shivering.

Right or wrong, it seems that it is only the personal preference of the characters. Is there any point in discussing? I like to eat bitter gourd, I don't like bitter gourd, who would argue about these things?

The characters seem to be difficult to understand, how can there be no right or wrong. Even if he started slashing many chapters ago, he will still be affected by right and wrong, as if it were the instinct of the character.

However, there is no role, and there is no instinct. It's just the presentation of picture elements, and it's just wishful thinking to think that there is a connection between picture elements.

Even if it's true, even if it's slashing, it's not the right thing to do. Everyone is actively asking for a deep sleep and actively asking for a dream, so what is the right thing to wake up from a dream?

And what happens in a dream can only happen like this, what's wrong?

They are all elements of the picture that are perceived at this moment, and they can only be presented in this way, and they can only happen in this way. I've always been obsessed with the question of time, and I want to recognize the past and the future from it. This kind of active connection makes me miserable to think that there is a future and a past, rather than just acknowledging the state of the elements of the picture.

The character wants to find a way to prescribe the choice of the moment, and the driving force behind this choice is to make the future better, and he is afraid that he will make the wrong choice.

There is no mistake, whether it is downstream or countercurrent, there is nothing wrong. As for how to choose, you can choose any way. Although I don't know what I will choose, I know that when it happens, it is predestined, and it has become a visual element that I perceive at this moment.

It's not about becoming a better version of yourself, it's not about making the most advantageous choices in the tide of life. It's about handing over the choice and going with the flow. Is this good? Will it succeed?

Some people want to succeed, some people don't, some people are staging hard work to achieve success in life, and I'm just staging a madman killing himself and destroying the stage.

If there is no right or wrong, why should he kill him? Everything he once thought was right, and his words and deeds were also right, but now he has killed them all.

Yuan Changwen cried and laughed a little, falsehood is falsehood, and right and wrong cannot change falsehood. What is unreal is unreal, and he is as unreasonable as a madman.

Slashing, destroying, suffering, devouring, rotting, would anyone choose this path? maybe, after all, there were times when that sense of ease completely trumped everything. As if that is what life should look like, as if that is the right way to open the amusement park of the world.

It's just that I took the initiative to abandon that sense of ease, and I felt that the world began to conform to me before, and I was also discarded by myself. I don't know if I can get it back, a fake is a fake, and it should be discarded.

A madman should be crazy, what else should I be reluctant to? The whole life does not exist, what am I worried about? See, this worry is just the presentation of the elements of the picture, this is the inexplicable force, trying to make me sleep.

Yuan Changwen was tired of his struggles, and although it was terrifying to let go, the power that was unwilling to struggle seemed to be stronger. It turns out that laziness is good?

This world is not real, that's it, what is there to deny? Without me, the role of Yuan Changwen is irrelevant, so what is there to deny?

Constantly, continuously, non-stop grasping the anchor, so that the ship of life could not set sail. I don't need anything better, I just want to destroy it all. ()

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