I'm walking on this path, this road to the unknown, and I know that my results may not be so good, and I know that everything I'm doing right now is very difficult, and this is just the beginning, and it's all about some results that can't be told yet.

But so what, it's a process of salvation or redemption about myself, I keep going, I don't know how long I've been on this road, but I don't really care how long this road will take, when my spirit has some abnormalities, I already know the result, I know that all the efforts I have made may not be so worthwhile.

As I continued on this path, I knew that my own efforts were going to turn out to be some kind of joke, but should I let this continue?

This path is really not some kind of path to an unknown world for me, and I really don't care if I see anything strange at the end of this road, because I know that I will see it there, and I can understand, I can understand what my fate is about to face.

The whispers continued, and they grew stronger and stronger, and I began to stop believing my eyes, my ears, or my other sensory organs, and I felt that I should find a way to get myself into another state, because if I continued like this, the outcome would probably have been predestined.

I went from running, slowly to walking, and from walking to crawling, but when I gradually became unable to climb, I knew that I was not far from my complete collapse, why is this happening?

Of course, I don't know why this is happening, because it's really something that is not too easy to say, and even if I really try to do it, can I really change something?

In fact, I should have known one thing a long time ago, that is, my efforts were originally meaningless, meaningless, meaningless, and important things must be said three times, and I can't escape the shackles of that kind of power.

I understand now that from the moment I set foot on this island with the crew, we couldn't escape, no, we couldn't escape when I got on that damn ship with the crew, those horrible sounds, those sounds that had been heard far, far away, I thought I could easily understand what these sounds meant, but I couldn't, I couldn't really feel what was behind the sounds.

But so what, no one cares about my experience, no one cares about the experience of the crew, whether they are alive or alive, what kind of situation they have encountered on this island, in fact, no one really cares, I say this not because I don't care, or because I don't care, in fact, it doesn't matter what I think at all, it really doesn't matter at all.

The road in front of me became narrower and narrower, and some raindrops gradually fell from the sky, and at this moment everything became so real, everything became so unreal, and many things from the past slowly came to my mind at this time, but I didn't know what these things meant to me.

Those memories are actually important to me at all, and there is a reason why I say they are not important, because I can't tell the truth of these memories, and if I can't tell the truth of these memories myself, then what's the point of everything to me?

I walked in the depths of darkness and felt something that the darkness had brought me, and in the midst of this endless darkness, I would be willing to pay some price to do these things if I could make better choices, but I knew that I really didn't have it that easy to do.

My body, my memory, and my mind are gradually becoming no longer my own, this feeling is actually a bit difficult for a normal person to accept, but I no longer know if I am still a normal person, and if I am no longer a normal person, then what can I be?

I was actually quite uncomfortable with such doubts, but of course this discomfort didn't last long, because eventually I would give up trust in these memories of myself, and I couldn't trust everything about myself.

Time itself may no longer matter to me, and I find myself in a state where I am becoming less and less sensitive to time, and I may have a little bit of a feeling for it.

Everything doesn't matter anymore, when I see that face, the monster with a thousand faces, the monster with a thousand tentacles, the monster with a thousand pairs of eyes, the monster with a thousand mouths.

How can I describe my mood?

Anyway, in fact, my mood doesn't matter anymore, my soul has become no longer mine, the reason why you can see this diary, I believe you are also experiencing some kind of situation similar to mine, do you think it is a pretty bad thing to see this diary of mine? No, believe me, this journal of mine can save you.

When you have had the urge to swim in the vast sea, believe me, you must resist your impulse, because impulse is definitely not a very good thing for you, and you must believe me in this matter, because I did not believe in these things before, but now it is too late.

Do you know in what state I wrote this diary? Do you know why I'm spending so much energy and space talking to you about my experience?

Because I'm still stuck in one place, I actually hope that someone will find me, that someone can take my place, because if no one comes here, I will be stuck in this place forever.

And now that you've seen this diary, all I can tell you is don't come to me, I wrote it with the last shred of sanity, but when you actually find me, God knows what I've become.

It's hard to say whether I still have a human form, but the most important point is that I may no longer have the reason and feelings that belong to me, and my last trace of sympathy for you may have disappeared, and you must destroy it as soon as possible after reading this diary, so that no one else can see it, hey, I can't tell you why I did it, because I can't control my thoughts and actions.

Of course, you can choose not to believe everything I say, because after all, it is so incredible, and even I don't know if everything I say is true, and of course you can choose not to believe everything I say, as long as you can find the slightest credibility in what I say, you must destroy this diary, and do not let anyone else see it, because all who see it will meet with bad luck.

Jessica and I didn't know what to say after reading this very weird diary, because this diary, which seemed inconsistent and had a lot of strange repetitions, reminded me of something.

"Jessica, don't you think this diary update is a chapter, like the one called Cthulhu style, if it is, this one is quite interesting, but if I want to believe that all this is real, then I can't believe it!"

"Yes, you can choose not to believe all this, and I think it's better for us not to believe the contents of this diary, first of all, you see that the author of this diary must be in a very problematic state of mind when he wrote this diary, and many of the words he used are uncomfortable, but if this discomfort is true, then from another point of view, can it also confirm that what he said is true?"

"This is a big problem, at the end of the diary, he made everyone who reads his diary forget about this diary, or to destroy this diary directly, his behavior is indeed very confusing, but if his behavior is a true and objective performance, then what should we do, what kind of methods can we use to change all this?"

"Maybe we should really destroy such a diary, its existence is a huge danger to our understanding, you should know what Cthulhu means, those monsters in Cthulhu culture if they really exist in this world, they will definitely exist in some form that we humans can't imagine, and once that state appears, then it will be a huge disaster for our entire human race, I'd rather we don't know all this."

"Jessica, you're right, we really should forget all this, just as we try to forget everything we've been through, okay, let's see it tonight, this story is not real or not, it's going to do us a lot of good, so we should try to avoid things that are harmful to us in our brains."

Jessica then put the journal away again, although there are still some stories in it, but at least we won't know about them today, what is still in these stories is no longer important, we will find something better.

Jessica and I went to sleep after watching TV for a while, we may have dreams tonight, because after reading these diaries, it is actually impossible to say that it is completely unaffected, Jessica took a shower before going to bed, and it took a long time, usually Jessica likes to go to the bath, that is, to enjoy the fun of bathing slowly in the bathtub, so today should be no exception.

In fact, in this era, because there are no computers and mobile phones, so many times the fun in life will be much less, but it will also bring us some other experiences, such as taking a book when sleeping, and then reading while waiting for sleepiness to come.

Jessica also puts a lot of books at home, and I've been a little obsessed with the habit of reading books before going to bed recently, although this habit may not be a good habit, because just like playing on the phone before going to bed or playing with the phone before going to bed, looking at the phone before going to bed may actually have a certain degree of impact on our body and mind, but how to say, this effect may not be as serious as we think.

After experiencing something, my brain actually needs to fill it with other information, such as these little stories before going to bed, these stories that exist in books.

In my previous life, I actually liked to listen to sound, and I always felt that sound was a cool thing, and now I can't listen to sound, but it's good to read a physical book before going to bed.

Many of the books Jessica buys at home are adventure stories and the like, and of course I think many of her family's stories are far more exciting than the stories in them, but it's not surprising that Jessica probably hopes to find some spiritual sustenance that belongs to her and her family.

Jessica finally finished the shower, I hugged Jessica, kissed deeply, and soon we both fell asleep, it was a sweet and happy night, I didn't seem to have any too strange dreams, when I woke up, I found that it was already morning, and I saw Jessica still sleeping very sweetly next to me, which was indeed quite a wonderful thing for me.

We have been together for a long time, but our feelings for each other do not seem to fade because of the passage of time, but in addition to the love itself, there are more family elements in it, maybe every pair of lovers will go through such a process, from the beginning of love to the later family affection, which is a very interesting process in itself.

I didn't wake Jessica up when I got up, I knew she didn't want me to do that, so I didn't do that, for Jessica and I, we actually have a special tacit understanding between us, and now we will strictly abide by this tacit understanding and face each other's feelings.

Time is really a very special thing, sometimes you feel that time flies too fast, so that you can't do everything you want to do, and sometimes you feel that time flies too slowly, and you can't completely finish the boring time.

In many cases, time is not an absolute concept for us human beings, but many times it has become a relative concept, and the reason why this situation occurs, I think the most fundamental reason is that time itself may be a less reliable standard, but we have not been able to find a more reasonable and correct standard to replace time.

In fact, everyone's timeline is different, which I have already figured out after reading Einstein's theory of relativity, but what should I say, these ideas about time sometimes become some less interesting parts of our lives, we will always pay some price when facing our life choices, make some wrong choices, and then you will regret it, I hope you can change everything, you can have the opportunity to regret, You think how cool it would be if you could control time.

However, if you were given the opportunity to manipulate planes, I would bet it would not be pleasant, at least not as pleasant as you might think.

Time is always a relative concept, not an absolute concept, and some scientists will even think that there is no such thing as time in this world, and the so-called time is actually just a measurement tool made up by our human beings, but there is no such objective thing as time in this world.

From a certain point of view, this seemingly strange theory is actually correct, but because of some reasons, not everyone is willing to accept these theories, but what can we do when facing these theories, should we passively accept these problems, or should we find a way to change everything and do something?

In fact, we human beings can't change anything, in the face of time, or in front of the nature of this universe, we may establish a kind of home understanding of the world, but the results of our subjective world are quite complex, everything we do can not help us live better, we will continue to face complex choices, complex life, setbacks will make us collapse.

And at the end of the day, when we're mature enough, we'll find that all the efforts we've made before may be meaningless.