Chapter 784: Nakamura's Gift (I)

(a)

I don't know if it has something to do with my personality or the legacy of the Tang and Song dynasties in Japan, which focused on courtesy and exchange, but every time Nakamura met me, he would give me a small gift. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

His gifts always intrigued me a lot. Because they all have the same characteristic: layers of wrapping.

Among the gifts he gave, the one that stood out to me the most was a set of 12-layer jewelry boxes. They're smaller than the other, layered on top of each other, and when you open one, you'll find that there's a smaller one inside, and so on until the last lid is opened, and you'll find that there's nothing in it except a small Hello-Kitty ballpoint pen.

Nakamura wrapped three layers of gift wrapping paper around the box, each with intricate ribbons and knots. On the outside of the wrapping paper, there is the packaging bag. The outside of the plastic bag is a paper bag, the outside of the paper bag is a bag of pickers, and the outside of the bag is a paper bag.

Nakamura smiled like this and gave me this over-packaged complex system.

He later said to me that was how he thought I was.

But I always knew what he was trying to say.

He wasn't really trying to give me anything, he was actually trying to say something to me.

Here's what he said: "Ever since the first time I bowed to you and asked you to lend me your class notes for reprint, since the first time I was instigated by them to ask you to dance, since I met you on a suicide website, you have been like this in my eyes. ”

"Every time I think I already know you, you show a new layer."

He wanted to ask the question, "How many floors do you have?" ”

And I've always been accepting his gifts, and I've always been unpacking in front of him after accepting gifts.

I was always talking to him while I started to unpack the layers of packaging and open the boxes layer by layer.

I always smiled at Nakamura and said, "It's bothered." ”

This is my answer: the surface is ever-changing, don't be confused, what you want to give is the core, and what I want to take is also the core. The rest, however beautiful, is to be discarded. Don't let your eyes rest on that.

If you look at the package, if you count the layers of the package, then, you can't see me.

Truth, though everywhere, is only revealed to those who are focused on it.

(b)

At night, I often tinker with Nakamura's box alone. I often feel that the meaning is deep and the meaning is endless.

Isn't our perception of the world the same as this box?

We can't see what our eye structures can't see, we can't hear what our ear structures can't hear, we can't understand what our brain structures can't handle, we can't perceive things our skin can't touch.

We are just locked up in a box with a sensory system.

But that's not our only box.

Inside this box we have, there are other boxes.

For example, when you read a million-word novel, no one is actually reading the whole book. Everyone is only looking at the part of the book that interests them. Although it is the same novel, the novel that everyone sees separately is different.

We only see what interests us and leave it in unreliable memories. Every time we read, we miss everything.

Not to stop reading, it's like this in every one of our experiences.

Even our limited sensory system has never been fully utilized.

It's simple to understand this.

For example, we spend 3 hours a night in front of the TV, and we jump between channels and programs, but if we were asked to retell what we saw in detail afterwards, most of us wouldn't be able to tell the full 30 minutes. About 87% or more of them can only speak for 5 minutes. That means that everything except for 5 minutes of content is missed.

This is the eternal problem of advertising. Oh, my God! How do you get people to really see me and really remember me? How do you keep the objects in the advertisement in people's senses so careless?! Thousands of dollars and time spent bombing repeatedly can only be exchanged for months or even seconds of short-lived memory.

There are so many examples of this.

For example, our line of sight. If you pay attention to your gaze, you will notice that every time we look at something, we can only focus on one point. When we look at a person's face, you don't see the whole part of a person's face at the same time. You can only focus one point. Or the nose, or the eyes, or the forehead, and the rest of the body are in the afterglow. Even if you focus on your nose, you can't see the whole of your nose, you can only see a certain point of your nose, and everything else is shrouded in hazy shadows.

That's how we come to know the world. It is from one point that we know the world. How have we seen the whole world? Even a small world imprisoned by our sensory system?

As another example, like we're reading this novel. Different people pay attention to different things in this novel. People who like Buddhism pay attention to the content related to Buddhism. People who like music pay attention to music-related content. People who like friendship pay attention to what is related to friendship. And those who like love, pay attention to the content related to love. People who like war pay attention to what is related to war. How can anyone see and understand the whole thing?

Another example, in your daily life, have you counted how many people you have met? From the time you get up in the morning and go to work, how many people have passed by you, how many people have been exercising in the same space as you, how many people have been in contact with you, do you remember the number of them? Do you remember their faces? Do you perceive them?

Your ears are intact, your eyes are open, your sense of touch is normal, your skin is intact, you breathe around them, your heartbeat, you walk, you talk and laugh, your gaze falls somewhere on them, do you perceive them? Do they exist or do they not exist for you?

The list goes on and on.

For example, you have just walked through a staircase into an internet café, and you have stepped on each step, but do you know how many steps there are? Have you felt everything you have experienced?

For example, how much can you remember about the past 24 hours? Do you know what you were doing 36 minutes and 27 seconds ago?

How much can you remember about the part of your life that you have already completed? What's missing is always the majority. There are only something very special that can be filtered and transformed, and a little shadow can be left in our superficial consciousness.

So, not only have we never ever experienced the universe outside of our sensory structure, but we have never even fully navigated the universe within our sensory structure, and our common sense is based on this fluctuating scale and half-clawed and floating light.

It is on this basis that we have built our vast scientific system and philosophical spirit. It is on this foundation that we build our dignity and pride.

This is the cornerstone of our civilization.

We want it to stand forever and forever.

So, sometimes, I feel like I'm being imprisoned in a very complex and extremely deep box.

I'm not just locked up in a box.

When I opened one of the boxes and saw a new world, I quickly realized that it was nothing more than a much bigger box.