I always want to give a reason for everything, of course, everything has its own reason for it to happen, but whether I can see this reason or not is another matter.

How do I know that the reason I give to things is the real reason for things?

I don't know, it's just a guess.

Characters need attention, as long as they can get the character to be noticed, even if it's just dialogue, it's a scene that can be imagined. You don't necessarily have to win, but at least you can't be in a state of abuse.

Why did I like to read cool texts in the past, but now I only like to watch the humble struggles of the protagonists? In fact, I haven't read books for a long time, and when I left the empire, I occasionally read those philosophy books.

But now, I don't know what the point of those philosophy books is, except for extreme skepticism, it seems that everyone is talking about what the characters are. The basic thing is to take the real existence of the character as an unfounded affirmation, and after everyone agrees with this assumption, they begin to discuss the next content.

When I give things a reason, I do it to see if that reason fits the character's self-definition, and then I can choose what I do next. For example, if I fail to start a business, if I think the reason for this is to change my direction, then I may continue to look at the market and start a business again.

But if I think of it as a way for me to give up, maybe it's better in another life, then it's entirely possible for me to give up and start a business and do something else.

At the end of the day, the character wants to control, and the character wants to prove that they are real. When I choose my words and actions through self-definition, I already recognize the authenticity of the character. And I didn't dare to let go at all.

Characters need certainty, whether it's black or white, it has to be determined. Because in this way, it is equivalent to setting a program in your head in advance, and then you only need to do things according to this program. The role is that program, the program that is recognized.

When everything becomes uncertain, the character will panic, there is no fixed program and no fixed self-definition, then the role can change at any time. How can a character who is proud of being the first person in the empire allow a character who is proud of honor as shit to exist.

In fact, I don't know anything, I'm not sure about anything, and whatever laws and common sense I have determined at the moment are all uncertain. It's just that I ignore the uncertainties and forcibly twist them into certainties.

Why should I make life easier? Why should I make my life easier, why should I believe in all that bullshit labeling to make it easy for the characters to understand? Can't I admit that I don't know what the universe is? What is left of the cups, the tables, the beds, without these labeled divisions?

What else do I know?

I don't know anything, but when you think about it, it's ridiculous. It seems, I am very knowledgeable, at least very common sense. I know it's called a table, but the term table is nothing more than a human creation, and it's forcibly named a table.

From then on, the table referred to this thing, and I ignored the fact that "I don't know what this thing is" and began to communicate at the level of vocabulary. No matter how much this label is changed, it is to cover up this fact, and I TM simply don't know anything.

All I know is artificially distorted and imposed, and all of them are artificially set labels. This is true even for so-called scientific laws. "Oxygen can be produced from potassium permanganate", that's all I know, but I don't know anything about what exactly the reaction changes of these substances.

I'm not even sure if these substances react together.

"When an object falls from a height, we can calculate the velocity of the object during the fall, taking into account the initial velocity, the density of the air, the drag caused by the shape of the object, the acceleration of gravity due to the altitude, and the specific height. ”

But I still don't know what it is, and when all the labels are put aside, the only thing I can say is that this thing is this thing.

Oh, my God!

My mind was full of these things, these distorted opinions, which I was unaware of and proud of. If you kill these things yourself, you will not only become a person who can't talk, but you may also become an idiot.

All I know is man-made shit, and it has nothing to do with the thing itself, let alone a real problem. Really, all perceptions are prejudices, and I just don't believe them.

The character always thinks that he is very capable, and if he can't find affirmation among his colleagues, he looks for it in his classmates, and if he can't find it in reality, he looks for it in the virtual world. The character must put the self-definition that constitutes himself high, in the right place, in a place that is not easily destroyed.

In this way, the character can develop safely, climb technology, riot and the like.

Think of a child, being taught a series of rules such as "this is red, this is clothes, this is chopsticks, this is the bus, this can't be eaten, that can't be played" and so on. But these rules are all artificially created, and there is no better way to see the world intuitively.

In order to survive in society, these things are necessary. But why do I have to survive socially? The premise of this statement is that I have to survive well in society. Does that make sense? Is there logic to this? Isn't this a forcible distortion?

The character's certainty likes black and white the most, and it seems that when I abandon these self-definitions, I immediately wander the streets, eat rotten food, and get dirty and fleas. Is it possible?

There is also an assumption that living on the streets is bad, pitiful, and sad. We all agree with this assumption, which is why we say these baseless affirmations.

Characters also often like to say, "Why don't you die", which is also an assumption that death is not good. For the character, death is certainly not good, as it causes the entire character to collapse. But again, how do I know death is bad?

No wonder the teacher always likes to stare at stones, things that are rarely artificially distorted, just exist. Presumably, the teacher can see himself in the stone, not the character I call the teacher.

Is this a distraction?

Will I continue to kill?

Am I moving forward?

Yuan Changwen didn't know at all that he was standing by the window, as if he had been standing for a long time, and it seemed that it had only been a little time, and even the dark night had not changed in the slightest.

The whole city is shrouded in a green aura, and the scientists must be trying to explain the phenomenon and find patterns in it. And I, the most pitiful of all, don't know how to move forward. I can never go back to the past, and I can no longer be down-to-earth.

My mind is full of distortions, and the point is that I don't hate them, but rely on them to bring the characters to life.

Wretched.