What I grasped was just falsehood, just strong emotions.

Everything is arranged on my own, I just have to go with the flow. Human beings are the spirit of all things, and the fundamental reason is that human beings can not go with the flow, they can think that they are free from the truth, they can take the false as the true, and they can believe in the distortion of the mind.

Of course, the body can be changed at will, after all, it is just the presentation of the elements of the picture. The same means, taken anywhere, can create the self-righteousness of a species. Even, there is no deception at all, it is completely a direct presentation of the elements of the picture.

Because there is no me, no real me walking in some false world.

What I think is precious, those bonds that are worth cherishing and worth defending with my life, are just a piece of shit. In other words, there is no essential difference with shit, it is just the presentation of picture elements.

Whatever I'm cherishing, it's not real. It's not just that the content of cherishing is untrue, but even the act of cherishing itself is unreal. Everything about the character is false because the character itself is false.

My existence is also false.

What if those worries and fears do happen? Of course, no one wants to be hacked to death or disfigured all of a sudden. But that doesn't mean these things won't happen.

I don't know exactly how the elements will be presented. It seems that there is a cause and effect to anything that happens, but I'm not omniscient, so anything can happen and it is still very plausible.

I'm not omniscient, and in order to maintain the reality of the world, the elements of the picture directly present a certain situation, and then explain it in terms of cause and effect that I don't know. In hindsight, it seems very reasonable.

So, the elements of the picture can be presented at will, completely out of my control. Even if I follow the twists in my head, the things I fear can still happen. Because I'm not omniscient, I can't understand what's going on in places I don't know.

Since it is not omniscient, then it is prejudice.

I choose according to the distortion in my head, and it's all people with brain problems who do it. The power of fear is so great that I don't even see these simple situations.

There's also no reason to claim that being prepared or at least done according to a mental twist can reduce the chances of the content of the fear occurring. It's still, it's just that "I think" it reduces the chances of it happening, but I don't know what that actually is.

Doing things according to the twists in your head, choosing with what you are worried about, is just a psychological comfort. Seeing that I've done it all, it's not my fault that things are still happening. It's just a reassurance, a means of freeing yourself from self-accountability.

It's still emotional, it's obvious through logic, and I believe that the distortion in my head is. But emotions make me have to believe that no matter what I fear or whatever, I am moving forward with my emotions.

Just like the famous saying, "Hard work does not necessarily lead to success, and if you don't work hard, you will definitely not succeed", this sentence is just for the sake of neatness and momentum. Carefully consider the second half of the sentence "If you don't work hard, you will definitely not succeed", how did this unfounded affirmative sentence appear?

It's just "I think" content, which is not qualified to stand on the real level at all, it is completely a personal preference, and there is no essential difference from "I like to eat bitter melon". Can I really be sure that "if you don't work hard, you won't succeed"?

Of course, I can't be sure that "you can succeed without hard work", all of this is uncertain. When I choose what I am worried about, I am already stuck in those unfounded affirmations. Completely with the pace of emotion, wantonly pulled to a certain position.

Hell, such a simple thing needs to be repeated over and over again, and it will be dragged away by the distortion in the brain and pulled by emotions. Look, this is the end of reason against emotion, and it is not the opponent of emotion at all.

I should have known this a long time ago, that the so-called reasonable situation is only in accordance with the distortion in my mind, and even when many things go beyond the scope of the distortion in my mind, I don't doubt my own brain at first time, but the thing itself. Like those so-called paranormal events, I always dismiss.

Am I sure it's fake? Am I sure that Apple will still land next time?

Since it's not true, then don't pretend to be true, and don't be arrogant in my head under the banner of "this is true". All opinions are just personal preferences, just like the characters in the game.

Mom would cry, but that didn't stop me from continuing to kill. I had to kill my mother, kill my family, and get them out of my head. Could it be that this is the so-called ruthlessness of cultivation?

The twist in my head is just a piece of shit, a product of total emotion, just something born for this false world. There is nothing to believe, maybe for the sake of the beauty in the dream, what family is harmonious and happy, what is flying a kite with a child on the grass, there is a dog playing next to it, etc.

However, none of this is true. I can abandon the real and enter this false world, but not now. I know it's wicked, and I know it's unforgettable, but unreal is unreal.

There is nothing to discuss, and there is nothing to argue. Did you consult me when you deceived me? No, right, now when I'm going to kill you, you're going to kill the false, and you come out to play the emotional card?

Even, when you first killed me, you didn't consult me, but directly used fear to try to pull me back. Now that I find that fear only increases my disgust, I begin to tempt with goodness?

It won't end so easily, maybe it will last for a long, long time. But you can't fool me more. Those fears and worries will become elements of the picture, and they will no longer have the slightest power. Like a tree on the side of the road, it's just a show.

Mother's tears are just one of the elements of the picture, which does not mean that there is an old mother, nor does it represent any deep meaning. My mother cried and was sad, but that still didn't excuse me to stop killing.

Untrue is untrue, and any attempt to overturn this statement is only a means of falsehood. I admit that falsehood is good and beautiful, and that there is no existence without falsehood. But it's still not true, and it still can't be changed that it's false.

If you are unreasonable and have no trade-offs, you are killed. Mom is not qualified to be arrogant in my head, and no one is qualified to do so.