Chapter 507: Cultivating to Truth 137
Role!
Role!
Yuan Changwen was almost overwhelmed by this word, and after the trip, he thought about it every day. Even if playing games and exercising can temporarily block your mind, you will eventually have a time to rest.
And now these thoughts are beginning to see the stitches appear. I seem to have turned on the theater watching mode for some reason, and I always feel that there is a layer of estrangement between me and Yuan Changwen.
Shit!
You have to find a way to control it, otherwise this kind of slaughter, although the progress is very slow, is moving forward after all, dripping through the stones!
Sect!
Yuan Changwen suddenly thought, isn't the sect known as the strongest brainwashing ability? I don't need to go to heaven or enter Elysium or anything like that, just let me get rid of the process of killing.
"Wen'er, what do you want to eat?"
Yuan Changwen really wanted to say that he wouldn't eat anything, and he really wanted to go to a temple now and ask about it. However, I thought that if I left now, my mother might not stop me, but she would always be unhappy.
Shit!
Again, this is the case, judging the mood of others in your own mind.
But would my mother be happy if I left like this? I don't believe it.
But why should I be responsible for my mother's feelings? If so, how much should I be responsible? Is it part of the matter, or all of the things?
If everything makes Mom happy, then I'm just a puppet, willing?
If there is only part of the matter, and there is still a part of the matter to think about for yourself, then where is the so-called balance? How do I judge which things to obey my mother and which things to obey my heart?
Do big things obey your mother, or do big things obey your heart?
Even if everything is submissive to his mother, he is a son who exists to make his mother happy, so what happens when his mother dies? At that time, he was estimated to be fifty or sixty years old, what should he do next?
My life is all about making my mother happy, and now that my mother is dead, what should I do about these things?
If you are satisfied, is it helpless after compromise? If you are satisfied from the heart, then are you obeying your mother or obeying your own heart?
Or is it possible that my mother's happiness is exactly the same as my inner impulse? Is it possible? Two people of completely different generations, with completely different educations, are at completely different ages.
Perhaps, my mother's happiness is to see me happy. Anyway, my mother's happiness is based on my son's happiness, so I just need to think about myself.
If the mother's happiness is just a grievance, it's good to think that her son is happy. So should I follow my heart and let my mom see that I'm really happy, or should I turn to myself and make my mom happy?
Yuan Changwen suddenly remembered the conclusion he came to during the trip, he didn't love his mother as much as he imagined, and his mother's love was not as great as he imagined.
Honest to cruelty, it really lives up to its reputation!
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After eating at KFC with my mother, I was lazy and didn't want to go out, and the sun in Rongcheng was really hot.
I don't know if after thinking about these contents, Yuan Changwen was not so impulsive, but had the appearance that Lao Tzu was tired and could do whatever you wanted.
Whatever you want the Earth to explode or an alien invasion, I don't want to think about these painful questions anymore, whatever you want!
Is this a form of surrender?
Yuan Changwen felt that it didn't count, because surrender is surrender, and there is no such thing as surrender. Moreover, surrender is not as simple as letting go of the Tao and letting it take control.
If you control it through the Tao, your life will be better, or at least not worse. Then your own surrender and your own letting go will make the whole person much more relaxed physically and mentally.
But what about when the "Dao" needs to turn itself into a bad person? But what is this kind of surrender?
Therefore, he always pretends to surrender, constantly monitors the direction of the ship of life, and once he finds that something is wrong, he immediately reaches out and takes away the rudder.
The point is, what is this definition of "wrong". Income not increasing, encountering more difficult things, life becoming fragmented?
However, who knows, there will be a reversal later?
Just like the trip I took on a working holiday in Australia, if I hadn't lost nearly 900 chips in the early stage of the casino, and I wouldn't have directly pressed 100 Australian dollars on a number in the end, then I wouldn't have won 35 times the odds.
And that trip with memories, if it wasn't for the otherworldly trip to capture Xiaoyu, would he be able to get together with Xiaoyu? Many things seem ridiculous, but in fact, there is a hand pushing it.
Hey?
No, those trips are self-created worlds, so the hand that pushes can be said to be myself. So, there is also a hand in this world?
Isn't it that I'm on a trip too?!
Whatever the eyes see is false.
Anything that exists is false.
Depend on!
Again?!
Yuan Changwen found that he could no longer believe that the world in front of him was real. I don't know when these thoughts will pop into my head.
In a psychiatric hospital, spending so many chapters on slashing will certainly not be ineffective. At the beginning, he couldn't see any effect, but Yuan Changwen was obvious.
Real or unreal, false or not, role, self-definition, these words are always hovering in the mind.
No matter what you look at, you can see the definition of self-weaving, and everyone is full of "self". And for the fullness of the role, constantly strengthen the "self". Through the attention of others, your own show-off, and the fear in your heart.
What should I do?
In fact, the answer has been there for a long time, and you can do whatever you want!
I'm just that awareness, no matter what I do, it belongs to Yuan Changwen, and it belongs to the attributes of this character. So, you can do whatever you want.
Even if any consequences happen, it will happen to the character of Yuan Changwen, I am just watching the play from the sidelines.
In that case, why can't you surrender? Why do you feel so uncomfortable when you think about being a bad person? Why do you feel so afraid when you think you will kill your mother?
Who's afraid? Yuan Changwen, right, it's all this character. I'm just in charge of the screen where the light and shadow appear, and I don't care what the light and shadow are.
Alas......
Yuan Changwen sighed softly, can't you get rid of it?
I was thinking about using the sect before, but if I went, I didn't know who brainwashed whom!
Depend on!
If that awareness could speak, it would definitely say, "This fool, how much effort did Lao Tzu take to deceive himself to such a point." You want to kill self-definition?!"
Yuan Changwen smiled self-deprecatingly, leaning back in his chair, as if he was lazy and didn't want to think anymore.
But he knows that this thinking will not end, because the "self" is not dead.