There is no such thing as an objective thing, that is, there is not a table there, and then everybody sees that table.

The presentation of the elements of the picture, the content of the awareness, the other people are crazy?

Where is the madness?

Isn't it crazy to think that objective things are real, and that everyone can see them?

It seems that objective materialism can be kept as far away as possible from "no role", so it is distorted like this?

I don't know, I just thought it was funny, as if I had been deceived and only now saw a little bit.

And the strange thing is that before I knew it, I had thrown away objective materialism and turned it into something I realized.

However, maybe it's just wanting to experience being imprisoned, and for Fearless, these things are fun.

Only the characters would think that there is something wrong with this thought, because the characters, who are deeply in fear, will do nothing but grasp the so-called survival tools.

Moreover, they do not doubt whether the hostility of life is real, and they do not think about whether the so-called survival tools are nonsense.

It's very tiring to deal with this kind of person, unless I'm such a character, and I used to be very fond of cognitive upgrades, and I admired things like knowledge and vision.

Perhaps, when I returned to the peak glory era and saw the "first person in the empire", I would just leave in a hurry at this moment.

The distortion in his mind is disgusting, and the whole person exudes fear, which makes people reluctant to approach at all.

In the past, I would not have thought so, because I was full of fear, and naturally I would not feel that others were full of fear.

It's like pooping in the toilet all the time, and I don't feel how smelly my poop is, and I still play with my phone or something.

However, once you come in from the outside, it feels sour.

When you see the fear in yourself, you will want to throw it away and want to kill, and at this moment, the fear of others has become so vivid.

It has nothing to do with other people's material and monetary status, fear is fear.

Fall, just die, let me slowly rot and die in this dark lake.

Sometimes I feel like I'm crazy, in case it's not real at all, in case I'm just suddenly a psychopath.

It's funny to think about it, the first person in the dignified empire, but died in an inconspicuous lake on a strange planet, which seems a little unworthy of identity.

Of course, this feeling only comes from a distortion in the mind.

Just as hard work requires results, or other so-called distortions, there is always an expectation.

Heroes save the world, bad guys are destined for retribution, but behind these thoughts stands fear all stands.

As I said a long time ago, why do good people have good rewards, or in other words, why do you think that "good rewards" come from good deeds done before?

This causal relationship is nothing more than nonsense, and strong emotions wrap around distortions that turn these distortions into truth.

I've said these words countless times, using countless metaphors, all of which are the content of realization, how could they become so tenacious.

Or can't I understand what "what I am aware of"?

It's useless not to believe it, the real is not something that can be destroyed without believing, but it is okay if it is not real.

In any case, it proves that the awareness is real.

Right now, the truth is there.

There is no need to protect with any emotion, and there is no need to change the topic to keep the distortion alive, and you can get out of the way if it is useful or meaningful.

If you want to explain the world, you only need to abandon those assumptions, such as the linear passage of time, such as the real existence of objective things, and after discarding these assumptions, you can explain the world well.

That awareness is everything, that the world is not real, it is only the content of awareness.

And the so-called timeline, or what grandmother gave birth to my mother, or my mother gave birth to me, etc., is just hypothetical.

They are all just pictorial elements that we perceive at the moment, and these so-called truths all come from rational associations.

For example, I see other people having children, for example, I see photos of me when I was a child, for example, my mother and grandmother remember the state of my birth at that time, for example, I remember the fragmentary scenes when I was a child.

So I can claim that I really grew from a baby to the present?

In other words, if I have the ability to create all of this, can I believe that I am really like that?

No one thinks about it, because it's not cost-effective and unnecessary, and the most fundamental reason is that everyone is not real.

The presentation of picture elements is just a representation, so why bother to present a character who thinks about whether he is real?

It's like it's rare to see a movie about a movie where the characters are thinking about whether they're acting in a movie or not.

Die, there's no such thing as a move forward.

Between what is realized and what is perceived, how can it be crossed by some kind of progress?

It's as if there is a high and low level in the role, one is close to that awareness, the other is far from that awareness, and then the state of the character who thinks that he is close to that awareness can easily step into that awareness.

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What does the dream character need to do to get close to the dreamer?

If you can't do it, it's always a character, it's never real.

It's just a twist in the character's mind, as if there is an end, and then I slowly get closer to the end.

It's just two concepts, either it's done or it's not done, or it's either a cliff jump or not a jump.

What does it mean to be close to the cliff, sorry, nothing at all, just that I haven't jumped off the cliff at the moment.

In other words, there is no relationship between the level of the character and whether the kill is completed or not.

Even, the thing that evaluates the level of the level is just a distortion in the brain, speculation.

The master is no closer to the truth than I am, and I am not closer to the truth than a piece of shit.

It is entirely possible that a person who does not have the slightest demeanor of a master will suddenly complete the killing, or even not kill at all, and suddenly complete it.

Maybe my decades of hard work are completely in vain, no matter how much I say and how many distortions I kill, what is not done is not finished.

It's just dead, and there's no need to talk about anything at all.

It's all the content of realization, which is already the essence of this world, and there are no more problems.

Now it's all about discarding the content, not believing it, and not continuing to hold on to the characters.

Let yourself die.

The twists in my head are still there, and I don't even know what else is being presumptuous, but they're all going to die.

My death is like an explosion, it can be delayed but not reversed, and it will eventually be broken.

The character of Yuan Changwen will not live long, because I have no interest in the role, and I have no interest in the world.

Death or not, this decision is not in my hands, it is just the presentation of the elements of the picture.

It seems that nothing is up to this mind.

It's just the content you are aware of, so let the content just die.

I don't know what I'm still hesitating about, I've gotten to the point where there's nothing to cherish and grasp at all.

Except to destroy is to destroy.

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