Yuan Changwen was lying on the bed, but he couldn't sleep. I was in the corridor before, and I felt like I had a good head and wanted to sleep. But when I really lay down, I found that I couldn't sleep.

Hehe, a psychiatric hospital?

I, Yuan Changwen, will also be in a mental hospital one day?

This is a time when I once dared not think about it, when who wanted to tell myself that he would one day live in a mental hospital, I guess it was not only a disbelief but a mockery.

How could I get myself into a mental hospital?

At that time, working to make money was all that I had, even the so-called home was just a harbor after hard work. It's a pity that the home is not warm, and my wife is also tired from work.

In the unit and in the company, I and my wife dare not lose their temper, on the one hand, for the working environment and their own image, on the other hand, after all, it is to make money, who knows if they lose their temper every day, will they be laid off.

So, all the bad emotions are brought home. Obviously, when you walk into the community, you feel the negative emotions that are absent, and when you open the door, the accumulation of negative emotions is like substance.

I have never found that there seems to be a tacit understanding with my wife, and I think it is normal for me to lose my temper at home, and I think that my lover is to tolerate each other.

"If I can't lose my temper with you, then what am I looking for you for?!"

This sentence is deeply rooted in my heart, how ridiculous!

Now it seems that the former home is like a seafood market soaked in the smell of fish, smelling every day, and there is no other feeling.

He is anxious about work, but he doesn't care about the lover in front of him, but he praises the status of his family higher than the sky.

Ridiculous? Hypocrisy?

It's just a role, there's no need to be so harsh. Even if you are now a character, what is there to criticize?

If there is no ugliness, evil, obscenity, irritability, and anxiety, how can we embody beauty, kindness, nobility, peace, and tranquility?

Assuming that all people are saints, does it mean that they don't even have the opportunity to do good?

Is there any value in the media? There is simply nothing to report, no one commits crimes, no one challenges moral notions.

What about literature? The struggle for human nature is gone, the palace fight is gone, the heritage of bullying is gone, and even the most basic cool point will not exist. How can you turn over and slap your face if no one steps on it?

Everyone is declaring that a good era has arrived, and Rinnyima is funny! It's just a carrot hanging in front of a donkey, which can be seen in front of you, but you can't eat it whether you are walking or running.

This feeling is like everyone wants to modify the track of the roller coaster to be smooth, no longer exciting and no longer refreshing. Sit on it, hello me, hello everyone. Or, it's better to replace it all with a merry-go-round, how romantic, warm and harmonious.

Shit!

Everything is a character, who is not a character? The only difference is that some people know they are a character and some people don't.

And then among those people who know that they are a character, they will be classified, some are just talking, and some are deeply experienced.

Buddhism preaches that there should be no discrimination. So everyone thinks that don't distinguish between good and bad things, and don't become the driving force behind doing things because of these distinctions. For example, doing good for the sake of doing good is inherently a bargain and an evil.

That's not how it is explained at all!

If the Buddha is really an awakened being, then the so-called non-discriminating mind means not to think of oneself as a human being, and not to think of a stone as a stone. There is no difference, there is no difference between yourself and a piece of.

It's that awareness, and that's the true meaning of undiscriminating mind.

Can you do it yourself?

No matter how you think about it, no matter how you reason, even if you logically have to admit that everything is that awareness, it is difficult for you to see this bed as your own.

Nothing is your own, even your body and mind belong to Yuan Changwen, what else is your own?

But on the other hand, there is nothing that is not one's own, all this is that awareness, what is not one's own?

No one wants to compare themselves to a piece of, and no one thinks they are a piece of. And when others scold themselves for being a piece of, they will subconsciously resist and be angry, and the one that causes anger and resistance is the "self".

If Buddhism had been preached in this way, it would have disappeared long ago. So there is only the exchange of goods, which sect in the world is not like this?

If we don't preach love and compassion, where will anyone come to religion? If no one believes in religion, how can the sect itself continue?

Therefore, the primary task of the sect is always to ensure its own survival, even if it conflicts with its core doctrine.

What is my Yuan Changwen?

With so many chapters of slashing, I think I have seen through the world, I think that all the sect science is trampled underfoot, and then what?

Jinnima is funny, and then she lies on the bed in the mental hospital, beeping blindly!

If someone were to kill themselves now, would they resist?

After all, he still didn't surrender, Yuan Changwen opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, it was not pure white, but mixed with a little yellow.

Only people like themselves who have not surrendered, or who say they have surrendered, will ask what to do after surrendering.

It's like only people with insomnia ask what to do when they fall asleep.

More than 20 years of habits, more than 20 years of hard work, more than 20 years of people are determined to win the day, and they are so stupid to follow the progress of human civilization.

Hehe, I'm stupid now!

There is no job, no income, and you can't enjoy the beauty of this world, let alone the evil of this world, and everything becomes indistinguishable in your own eyes.

It's a character yourself, no matter how you play it, whether it's good or evil, but it's just a character after all.

The most important thing is that there is no "true self" at all, there is only "no self".

What else to say? What else to talk about? What else to think about?

I identify with something, whether it is the truth of family affection or the hard work of my work, as long as I agree with it, I will take falsehood as truth. And once it becomes true, then these false things will keep pulling themselves.

It's all fake, but I can't let it go.

There is a cliff under your feet, and you firmly grasp the edge of the cliff and dare not let go.

What else is real besides "I exist"?

Yuan Changwen felt that he was really funny, shouting that "I exist" was the only truth, but at the same time he recognized other falsehoods as true.

It looks like he's so awesome, for the tracking of this world, for the self-definition of the killing, so awesome!

Awesome!

Deep in his heart, he is still on the chessboard, and one day the killing is over, and he embarks on a happy and beautiful life. It is this thought that has made me anxious, uncomfortable, and painful for more than 20 years, but I have been struggling with it.

Can you let go? Can you let Yuan Changwen commit suicide?

Alas, I almost forgot, even if he commits suicide, Yuan Changwen will still exist, even if the so-called light and shadow become the same as the screen, but it is still light and shadow.

can only be regarded as a wonderful Yuan Changwen to a monotonous Yuan Changwen.