My actions have nothing to do with what happens, and I can't stop what things want to happen.

Then, living according to the heartbeat may be the best life.

But this is still only a universal value, and it is still believed that relaxation is a good thing, and anxiety and sorrow are a bad thing.

For the truth of "no character", there will be no mistakes at all, and all situations are worth blessing.

The twist in the mind will not believe the statement "there is no mistake", and once it is believed, it means that those character attributes are all nonsense.

The role of Yuan Changwen is not me, watching all this happen, and I am just that awareness.

Why bother to explain the classics, the only way to describe the truth is to use metaphors, and metaphors are subtly misleading.

There's nothing to study, just ruin it all.

I was terrified of losing those character attributes, as if I wanted to keep pulling, and I wanted to keep grabbing things that I couldn't possibly grab.

It's just what I'm aware of, it's just the presentation of the elements of the picture, and the idea that there is a world with a self is just to cover up my inability to understand the situation in front of me.

Words, words, ambiguity everywhere.

It seems that you must have a certain emotional intelligence to understand what the other person is saying, and you must have a certain distortion to know what the other person wants to express.

I gradually became mentally retarded and understood what the other person was saying, but it took me a long time to think carefully and recall a long memory before I could understand what the other person was trying to say.

Unreal is unreal, and I'm no longer interested in maintaining the characters, nor in exploring what is happening in this world, because there is no cause and effect at all, and I am still talking about what the hell.

I saw myself whipped by fear, wanting to control the future, planning for the future, and I saw myself desperately trying to grasp the twists in fear.

It's all, I don't even seem to have the heart of anger, it's death is rot.

I don't need to fight fear, I don't even need to deal with falsehood, it's all just the content of realization, who's fighting whom?

Put aside the elements of the picture, put aside that awareness, and there will be no more.

No matter what I'm doing, no matter what state I'm in, no finish is no finish, it's always just a picture element.

There is nothing to show off, on the one hand, the other party is not a real person, and on the other hand, these are direct representations of picture elements, which have nothing to do with me.

It's like a comic character showing off his success, it's because of the comic character's hard work, and what the hell are they showing off?

However, you have to show off, right, it has nothing to do with the character, it's just a direct presentation of the elements of the picture.

This is not a theory, nor is it a point of view, and careful analysis will always find contradictions, and I will always find that my statements are inconsistent.

It's just for killing, not for becoming a doctrine or a genre.

If the linear passage of time cannot be proven, then the so-called doctrine cannot be established at all.

Just slash, just destroy, like a cannonball, destroy the target and no longer live itself.

I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't know what I wanted to do, and there seemed to be nothing else to do but die.

I feel sick when I look at those fears, I feel uncomfortable when I look at those distortions, and it's becoming more and more obvious, thinking about the discomfort when dealing with people, and I don't care more and more about the so-called human nature.

It can be weird to see that you're not real, to see that you're not here at all.

But the character of Yuan Changwen is not me in the first place, it is just a picture element, just the content of realization.

Then die, throw away the character, destroy the character.

Life is indeed beautiful, and anything in this false world is worthy of admiration, whether it is dust or animals, it is a wonderful design.

The thought that these things were made out of nothing, and the thought that there was nothing in the black reality, I had to marvel at the beauty of this false world again.

I was still caught up in cause and effect, my mind was still full of twists, and my inner tension was constantly coming up.

It's funny to think about it, how a thing that doesn't exist at all, how to make me hold on to it and not let go, except for the direct presentation of the picture elements, there is no explanation at all.

The whole character is thrown away, the reality of this world is peeling away, and I don't even know why I'm still alive.

Death is no longer a matter of fear, but that grasping seems to have become instinctive, and there must be a role no matter what the character is.

However, once you have a character, you will desperately want to flesh out the character, and you will keep stacking countless character attributes.

It's all bullshit anyway, so why don't you let the characters talk a little more.

What the hell is the character of Yuan Changwen, the so-called me doesn't matter at all, because there is no me at all.

The truth is not here, the sentence itself will become true.

But these two "reals" are not the same thing, and the same logic that I started to kill in the first place can also be thrown away.

"Reality does not exist", then the sentence will become true, thus proving that reality exists.

There is a problem with the logic of the above, just throw it away.

On the contrary, the phrase "infinite exists, limitations do not exist" is a better description of what I want to elaborate.

After all, it still has to die, and there is no need to discuss any reality, these are not real, so they have to be thrown away and destroyed.

How hard is it to understand that those fears are just the product of emotion, and that the whole state is just something that is realized?

I haven't finished the presentation of the picture elements, I am still slashing the picture element presentation, and the picture elements show that I am stuck in the role, why bother presenting it like this.

There's nothing I can do about it, there's nothing to say about it, it's just that, there's nothing wrong with that.

The presentation of picture elements does not need to look at anyone's face, and there is no need to follow any rules, because all scenes deserve blessings.

It's not just that it's far from the various states of "no role", even if it's a killing, it's not a mistake, it's still just deliberately presented.

It doesn't really matter what I should do, because it's just a presentation, and this kind of entanglement is also presented.

There's nothing to say, nothing is like that, there's nothing to escape that awareness.

There is nothing to say, just to die, just to destroy yourself.

Life is not a ruin when it gets bad.

Let the characters collapse, there is no me at all, and let all the tension in my heart be released, because it's all.

I see that I am afraid, and I don't seem to be so afraid.

In the same way, when I see myself slashing, I don't seem to want to continue slashing.

Because none of this is real, it's all just what is realized, and the difference in content doesn't matter.

Mom is still here, arrogant in my head.

Of course, it's not that it has anything to do with my mother, but I'm grasping the character attributes of my mother, and I want to highlight a certain character attribute.

For example, it's inappropriate not to buy gifts for my mother during the Chinese New Year, but why can these distortions pull me?

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