My practice, you are not qualified to influence me in my mind.

Why are you arguing in my head? What are you, and what qualifications do you have to occupy it and dominate it like a king?

Without my practice, what do I have?

I don't know, but no matter what, there's no one or nothing that can be noisy in my head and constantly exert influence on me.

It's funny, where do these influences come from? It's just what I've seen and heard over the years, and it's just a self-definition brainwashed by imperial propaganda, as if it were really something big in the world.

Shit!

Life events, these four words are a kind of misdirection, a kind of deception. By the time I admit to any bullshit life events, I've surrendered to others and allowed them to mess with my brain.

I believe what others say.

After the spirit of my teenage years, I lost the best chance to break free from it all.

It's not too late, though, it just looks like it's going to be costly. For example, my mother, my honor, my wife and children, my practice, etc., a series of things that I think are the core of life.

I take these things as real and give them their importance to the limit. Killing these seems to be very costly. But in fact, there is no such thing as a fake, these are just self-definitions of the characters.

It's like gold mines, rioters, bases, and the like in the game, without which you will be abused, ridiculed, and lose the whole game.

But why the hell should I care?!

Why should I admit the importance of these things?

Why should I let those people and things quarrel in my head?

The so-called anxiety is the fear that you will not have something in the future, and that kind of thing must be obtained by yourself, otherwise it will be doomed.

Fear, on the other hand, is an out-of-control anxiety that no longer thinks about any solutions, does not admit any current situation, and jumps directly to the finale. Imagine yourself losing, and you're wrapped in fear.

All of this comes from self-definition, otherwise who decides what they must have? And these self-definitions come from what they have seen and heard over the years, sad!

The role of Yuan Changwen is so sad. What about the first person in the empire, after all, he is just a bug, after all, he is just a rude child, after all, he is just a lowly existence in fear.

There is no point in accomplishing things out there, and if I can't get rid of my fears, my life doesn't belong to me at all. It's just being pushed forward by a myriad of false self-definitions, with no choice at all.

Once you want to choose, then wait to be played with by fear, and then dare not leave the status quo at all.

There was a lot of noise, a lot of people, a lot of opinions, a lot of things that I had to pay attention to, a lot of things that I had to do and do.

There was a lot of nausea out there, and how could I get used to it? I didn't take these struggles for granted, and I took victory over others as the main source of happiness in life, and I forgot to sleep and eat in order to be recognized.

No one or anything can affect me in my head, no!

I know that I am still manipulated by the characters and still moving forward with my own definition. But I've seen you, and I don't know why you should continue to do so.

Maybe now it seems that you are too powerful, but unfortunately it is false after all, and it does not exist after all. Now, I will be in control of my own mind, and everyone and everything must surrender to me, and they must stand aside.

Whatever life events, whatever moral sentiments, whether it's my mother, my wife or children, or even practicing this kind of thing, I don't have the right to influence me.

All kinds of opinions are piling up in my head, trying to explain to others, wanting to prove that I am the best, "Look, I have started to kill, what are you guys", this thought has been arguing in my head.

What's there to argue about, and what's there to explain?

Who is worthy of my explanation? Who is qualified to debate with me?

The people and things in my head are nothing more than the sum of my opinions, the sum of my self-definitions, a piece of shit that doesn't even know when it will come in!

Is it in your head?

Haha! How many disciples have I scolded, and now it seems that the person who is really pretending to in my head is me!

Holding on to this shit and not letting go seems to be precious. Use this shit in your head as a weapon to attack others. Sorry, my brain's shit is more and smellier and harder, so you lose.

Funny!

The funniest thing is that I still like this shit, and I like the feeling of attacking each other with shit. Especially after the victory, it seems that my shit has been continued, and I often smile and nod my head with my hands behind my back, which can be regarded as acknowledging the other party's acceptance of my shit.

What else can I say? If I don't abandon this kind of life, I really don't know how I should spend the rest of my time.

Watching yourself die of disgust by yourself? Ha, this is a new type of death.

There are also those cool points, which I can't avoid at all. Every time I imagine a cool point, I can't help but follow along, as if I am really galloping in a fantasy scene. At this time, I won't be noisy. At least not for a short time.

After the fantasy is over, nausea will occur. It's a pity that I haven't stopped the invasion of Shuangdian yet. Of course, this means that you still have fear, and some fear leads to the existence of cool points.

Does it make it cool to be able to walk every day? No, because I don't have the fear of not being able to walk.

Do you fantasize that you're breathing and think of this as a cool point? No, because I don't have the fear of not being able to breathe.

Sure enough, to get to the top, to return to the Empire, to claim my own honor, I was always afraid of that.

And my secrets, also afraid of being discovered. Isn't that self-defined control?

"If you know this secret, you're doomed. ”

"Don't let anyone know my secrets, it's going to be very troublesome. ”

"If anyone gets their hands on my secrets, then kill them. ”

Haven't I had enough of the unfounded affirmation, and am I going to continue to control the future?

Telling the truth, how can there be any truth? They are all truthful words that "I think are the truth", and it seems that they are more sincere. And sincerity is just one of the attributes of the character. In order to make yourself sincere, you force yourself to be sincere.

The characters are still in control, and they have a firm grip on some false self-definition. Standing on the side of morality, standing on the side of goodness, does not mean that it is true.

Hardworking, strong, struggling, brave, persevering, these qualities seem to be very dazzling when they are taken off in the village of fear. And when these things become a person's quality, it is when they are manipulated by the character.

Believing that "persistence is victory" is still a humble plea driven by fear.

It is also that people like me are destined to be abandoned by the Empire, and the negative textbook is "the first person in the Empire". Perhaps, from now on, the three words of Yuan Changwen represent shame and betrayal and the like.