Chapter 958: The First Step 358

It's fear again, it's really like a shadow, this inexplicable force keeps exerting itself, as if everything has only one goal, which is to put me to sleep and make me take it all as real.

I'm still believing in cause and effect, and that's why I'm being eaten to death by fear.

The door is not locked, so the house will be stolen. Is this really the case? Is it really related to locking the door if the house is stolen? Is it inevitable that if the door is not locked?

These are all picture elements, and if you use picture elements to explain picture elements, then you will never be a fearful opponent.

I don't know exactly how the elements of the picture will be presented, and those causal relationships only appear to be causal, but whether there is causality or not, I don't know. And that awareness is everything, and the causal relationship is necessarily false.

Maybe it's going to happen like this, maybe it's going to happen like that, who knows?

I just want a boat in the stormy seas, constantly trying to control and constantly trying to live. With the only knowledge, those baseless affirmations, keep controlling the boat not to perish. But in fact, the idea that the boat will be killed by the waves is itself a distortion in the mind.

There is no causal relationship, it is just the presentation of the picture elements, and it is also just the picture elements explaining the picture elements. So, what's there to believe? to happen, to happen, to explain those cause and effect, just to make it all seem real.

Because causality is based on the assumption that time passes linearly, I can't be sure that what "happened an hour ago" influenced "what happened half an hour ago" is just a visual element that I perceive at the moment.

How do I know that remembering that "what happened an hour ago" is what happened an hour ago? Those effects, those causal relationships, those former leading to the latter, are clearly just their own associations.

As simple as it may seem, it seems very real, and it seems to be. However, an honest person would not think so. This causality is just the product of emotion, and it's just wishful thinking on my part to deal with the rough seas.

I snorted at what to believe, those twists in my head are the best things, to keep grasping at the constant fullness, to make myself look more knowledgeable, to be able to control the boat better.

It's really mentally retarded.

The content of fear makes sense, which in itself shows that the content of fear is. Because the truth itself is prejudice, it is one-sided, what is there to believe?

I believe that the distortion in my brain is more comfortable than going to find a few dry grasses to tell fortunes.

Those truths are just baseless affirmations, like "I threw an apple and it fell to the ground", so I declared, "Don't drop the apple, it will break the apple." ”

How do I know if the apple will break next time? I just think that next time it will be the same as the last time, just wishful thinking, just brainwashed by science.

Those truths are just generalizations of the past, that is, interpreting picture elements with picture elements and trying to make predictions. But induction does not mean being able to predict, and I don't know if the law itself exists.

Even if a scientific theory is correct hundreds of millions of times, there is no certainty that it will still hold true next time.

The layering, the layering of fear is very strong.

First of all, there is cause and effect, and the content of those fears is so plausible that I can't refute it at all.

Second, even if there is no cause and effect, I have a direct fear of the outcome because it is the outcome that I don't want to see.

In the end, as long as I consider myself real, then there is no escape from fear. Because I'm real, then I'm going to fight for something for myself.

Any character attribute is that fear can be exploited.

I don't know how the elements of the picture are presented, but when they are, they can only be presented like this. Those explanations, those speculations, are nothing more than better control.

There is no need, I want to let go, let the boat be swallowed by the waves, and let the elements of the picture appear. Maybe it's a good thing, maybe it's a bad thing. Maybe after resigning to fate, the picture elements will present great content. Perhaps after surrender, the elements of the picture will present all kinds of misery.

It doesn't matter, because there is no me at all.

No one suffers, because there is no one at all, they are just the elements of the picture that are perceived at the moment. So what are you worried about? You only have to think of yourself as real, you will worry, because I am real, so I will bear any harm.

All his life, he has been forcibly controlled by the distortion of his mind, constantly strengthening his self-definition, and constantly wrestling with the hostile universe. Meaningless struggles, worms of fear full of sorrow.

There is no association, there is no correlation between the elements of the picture. All understandings are self-righteous, and they are all "I think" for granted. It's not just a life truth, even if you are a person, it's just wishful thinking.

Thinking doesn't belong to me, it's just the presentation of the elements of the picture. How can these thoughts be me? Any thoughts are just what they are aware of, never in the moment.

What lives in the moment, I will always be in the moment, always in the moment. Thinking is not, any thinking is just what is realized at the moment, it is only the picture element that is perceived at the moment.

Yuan Changwen suddenly thought of a key point, is he really afraid of the content of fear? Or is the emotion of fear really related to the content of fear?

Emotions arise because of what happens, how can you confirm this?

It's like an apple falling to the ground and breaking, can you really confirm that it's because the apple fell to the ground?

I have been talking about cause and effect, but the existence of fear itself is cause and effect.

After all, it's just the presentation of the elements of the picture, what exactly is presented, what kind of relationship is presented, I can't know. Those associations seem to be judgments made by the mind, but they are still the presentation of the elements of the picture.

What's not a pictorial element? What's real in this world?

So, what the hell is going on in all this, I don't know at all. Am I enslaved by fear? I am only aware of it, but am I not?

Yuan Changwen found that he seemed to have been slashing, and the slashing itself became a joke. Everything is just a representation of the elements of the picture, and I don't know what it will be.

The only thing that can be determined is what has been presented. Moreover, it is not possible to determine any connection between the elements of the picture, but only to perceive them.

It can be said that the apple fell because the apple fell to the ground, but this in itself is just a presentation of the picture elements, and there is nothing to believe in.

Yuan Changwen had a little headache, and it seemed that he had something to ignore.