Fear can no longer frighten me, or rather, when fear arises, it brings anger that far exceeds the fear itself.

Whatever the content of the fear is, as soon as the fear arises, I know that it is not over. The original hesitant mentality is firm again, if you dare to fear me, then I will kill you.

I'm not trying to be a better character, but to burn along with the character. I'm not going to resist the fear, I'm not going to get entangled with the content of the fear, and I'm happy to burn the characters.

Life should be like this, what goals must be achieved at each age, or at least at least at each age. When you are a student, you should pursue grades instead of falling in love and getting married, and when you are working, you should focus on your career and family instead of thinking about stability and rest.

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It's just a rhetoric driven by fear, it's just wishful thinking, it's just a self-righteous affirmation. It seems to make sense, but the truth itself is a prejudice, just a distorted conclusion in the mind.

The reason why it is approved is nothing more than grasping something out of fear, and it seems that there is no fear in the future of operating in this way. The funny thing is that reality keeps hitting this perception, constantly telling me that the perception in my head is shit, but I can't hear it at all.

Strong emotions protect the distortions in the mind, and the distortions can be replaced, but not without them.

All truths are prejudices, limitations, not truths. Even if we don't discuss the infinite truth and falsehood of limitations, even within the scope of limitations, these truths simply do not make sense.

Which truth is not based on "my limited knowledge and knowledge"? It resonates because everyone has similar cognition and is in fear. So, what is there to believe?

Any so-called philosophy of life, the so-called truth that life must understand, cannot escape it" These are nothing more than wishful thinking and speculation based on limited cognition. ”

It may seem hard to oppose teaching people to be good, and it is hard to oppose compassion, but it is undeniable that these are only artificial distortions. We must do good deeds and be kind because we want to exist in a better world, where there is no war and no deceit, and everyone can enjoy life comfortably.

Instead of being afraid.

But how did that "must" come about? Isn't that a common wish? When did the thing that was approved of be called real because of the large number of people?

I would agree because I have the same distortion in my head that certain things should happen and some things shouldn't.

Everyone will not be the same, if there is really a downstream, then it is estimated that this person is the one who is the downstream, and the same thing is the opposite direction for another person.

There is no one-size-fits-all principle, and everyone will not have the same rules as solving a math problem. If everyone is the same rule, and everyone is faced with the same choice, isn't everyone's life the same?

I don't know why I should believe in the twist in my head, well, I do. Because the power of fear forced me to believe in the distortion in my head, I had no trade-offs other than the distortion in my head.

Is it just a matter of feeling when facing life's major events?

The twist in my head won't believe it, and it's under the banner of being good for me, while using fear to play it up. So, I didn't dare to discard the distortion in my mind at all, what if I really believed in the heartbeat and lived a more miserable life?

Now, I have at least this job, and although the salary is not high, it is more than enough to support myself. Even, once in a while, it can be corrupted. In his spare time, he can drink and chat, or lie on the couch and play games. Although I was short of money, I knew in my heart that I was not very short of money.

If I really lack money and can't afford the next meal, then what time do I have for play and recreation?

And I don't really want to make money. Even if I keep saying hard work and hard work, I know very well in my heart that these are just words.

Those who have a stomachache that is about to pull it out at once, who has the heart to do anything else, and the person who has the heart to do something else proves that something is not immediately necessary.

Yuan Changwen once again felt that reasoning could never kill the distortion in his mind. No matter what you say, it makes sense, just like the content of fear, no matter how you justify, you can't overcome fear. Because the content of fear does have the potential to happen, and it's not unlikely.

The role is fake, there is no and then it ends like this. Too many words will only be diverted, and you will only get stuck in the quagmire of the character. I don't care what kind of character it is.

I don't know what kind of monster I am after I was killed. But I'm pretty sure I won't resent myself at that time. Because I have understood that the role of Yuan Changwen is not me, as for how the picture elements are presented, this is not something that can be decided by thinking.

You're pulling me with fear, trying to get me back into the arms of fear, trying to get me to hold on to it all. Unfortunately, the power of fear doesn't seem to be that strong, but because of fear, I feel sick to myself.

It's endless, and you can come and go when you want to be afraid, and you think of me as something? Is there still a royal law? Is there still a heavenly principle? Who gave you the qualifications to make you so arrogant?

It's not that I can't beat you, but I just voluntarily fell into your deception. So, what else do I have to be afraid of? Slash, keep going, it's as simple as that.

When it will end, I don't know. Even if it can't be over for a lifetime, what? It's not me anyway, it's not real anyway. My parents were sad and thought that their children were unfilial and that there was no way to get vanity from me. Other people's children are already married and have children, and even children are married and have children, and I am still killing, so what?

To be a man, we must be filial to our parents? We must repay our kindness? We must reach a consensus with everyone? We must keep up with the trend of the times, so as not to be abandoned by society?

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The strong emotions are still protecting, and the unreasonable "I don't listen" is like a child. I didn't grow up at all, but I thought of myself as an adult. The bear child hates it, but it is because it breaks the distortion in my mind and breaks the so-called conventional social rules.

But for the bear child itself, there doesn't seem to be much to lose.

When the twist in my head tried to control me, he put on a reasonable face. When I want to slash the twist in my head, the strong emotions will protect me.

How to play in this situation?

What else can burn all this but madness?

Now, emotions can't protect the distortions in the brain. How long can I protect my mind from the twists in my mind when I see myself using my emotions?