Everyone seems to have something to do, but I don't understand at all why instead of thinking about the truth and letting fear pull you to work or something.

Being young and doing nothing, if there were old people here, it would certainly be so ironic.

I originally thought that elderly people, after so many years of ups and downs, not to mention seeing the truth clearly, at least they would find that the so-called fear was just a idea, at least they would believe in the heartbeat, at least they would not continue to believe in the distortion in their minds.

But in fact, there is no difference between an older person and a teenager who has just graduated. The same firm grasp of some definitions, the same can't believe the heartbeat in the heart, the same think that you can control the world and control your life.

There is no letting go, no surrender, no "not being afraid of life".

So, what are you living after living for so long?

On the other hand, it's very dramatic. If this is a movie, then everyone is a character full of dramatic conflict. If everyone is in harmony with the world, this kind of movie will only make people watch and sleep.

So, should it be killed or should it not be killed?

Yuan Changwen found that he had no idea why he started to kill. If it weren't for that unreal feeling, I might not have left the empire at all. Because there is no reason to look for something real, to take the initiative to make yourself so uncomfortable.

Do I have a problem with my brain? I'm definitely looking for happiness, who would deliberately make myself so uncomfortable when I'm full? And it's so uncomfortable for a long time. Look, how many chapters, I don't remember it myself.

This discomfort continued, as if all of a sudden, the original trajectory of life began to deviate. And when I think honestly, this deviation gradually begins to expand, and even becomes two completely different tracks from the original life trajectory.

The world is not real, and I am not real, there is no character named Yuan Changwen, and there is no mother's wife's family, flowers and trees, etc. I don't know why I can see these things, but they are like bubbles, and there is no real thing about them.

It seems very real, and if I hadn't thought about these things, maybe I would still have practiced hard and tried to do what I could for the growth of my family as I did before. Entangled in the interests of the empire, by force and by stratagem.

Or, after laying a solid foundation and cultivating a successor, he will drift away and leave a legend about himself. But at that time, I still don't think about what is real, but firmly grasp the self-definition of "I am a person who is idle and wild".

It's not good to be real at all.

I've always thought that falsehood is bad, but how did this distortion come about? When did falsehood become a derogatory term, or why was there such a categorization as positive and depreciative?

False is false, there is no pejorative or positive meaning, it is just a description of a state. And I am in a world of duality, and it seems that I have to have my own position, good and bad, tall and short, positive and depreciative, and so on.

Truth is not a good thing, what everyone thinks is "real" is actually "false". For example, everyone likes each other to tell the truth, but is the other party's truth really the truth?

For example, the subjective feeling of "I have a sore foot" is true, while the affirmative sentence "I have a pair of feet" is completely unfounded.

It's not true, but I've always taken it as true. If someone had told me, "I have a pair of wings," I would have thought that person was fooling themselves. And how do I know for sure that I have a pair of feet?

I thought I was telling the truth, but in fact, it was all speculation. The communication based on this situation, the chat based on these unfounded affirmations, is an acknowledgment of the authenticity of the character.

It's so uncomfortable, Yuan Changwen found that the discomfort hasn't left yet, are you going to stay with me for the rest of your life?

But it's also very welcoming, and even though it's uncomfortable, and even though it's considered bad by the world, I think it's pretty good. Honest, although not happy and pleasant, very honest.

Does anyone think that the word "honest" should be understood in this way?

I don't know, and it doesn't matter. Either it's false honesty, or it's honesty like me. Honest to cruelty, this sentence is not just talking. If it's just talking, then it proves that you haven't started killing at all.

Laughing and slashing?

Maybe, I don't know. Maybe I'm the only one who needs to be killed, maybe everyone in the world is like breathing and drinking water, easily starting the slash and ending it.

So what?

I still need to kill, I still have to cry, I still have to go through these situations.

This world is not real, there is no outside world at all. Even this thinking at this moment is also incomprehensible. I don't know how this thought came about, but I just realized that there was such a thought.

The memory in my head has been reminding me that memory is not reliable at all. Why don't I remember what happened before I was three? Why don't I remember every minute and second of elementary school?

It seems that I have never thought about this question, as if it is a very normal thing to not remember these long-term memories in my head, or not to remember some trivial things in life.

So, how do I know that the memory of "I remember having dinner yesterday" must be correct?

If there is a problem with an instrument, then it should be discarded. Rather than trusting one part to discard another, or continuing to use it as if it were a good instrument.

What the hell, where else can this happen except in dreams?

Is this a deliberate loophole, or is it a fake, no matter how carefully planned, that a false is a false and simply does not stand up to the scrutinizing gaze?

However, this kind of thinking is also false, so it is completely possible to plan such a thing as no thinking. No, without thinking, there would be no self-righteous free will, and the entire human civilization would be a pool of stagnant water.

In other words, there will be no human civilization at all. Just like orangutans or ants, they may live in groups, they may have groups, but they just don't have civilization.

How long are you going to control me?

Is the establishment of civilization really something to be proud of?

In other words, this pride itself is a set fixed program.

It's a pity that they can't withstand the bombardment of time. It would be too superficial to understand the weapon of time as "any kind of existence will be drowned in the long river of time", and it would be a blasphemy of time.

Removing time is the core of the weapon. Nothing that can withstand the "removal time" will naturally seem ridiculous.