Life needs a sense of ritual, even when you're down!

It is absolutely necessary for us to make our lives more brilliant to meet the challenges ahead.

Reclining in a corner, Paglia remembered something that the man who lived in the river of memories had said to him!

I don't know why I feel lost.

Young Paglia walked slowly on her way home alone. It's not so much moving forward, but dragging a heavy body through a puddle of water.

The sky was overcast, although it had just been raining lightly. The weather forecast says it won't rain today! And what can you believe?

At that time, Paglia passively touched the hidden true meaning of life, and the question overwhelmed him like a sudden rainstorm, and now the sky seemed to be covered by a black curtain!

He felt that it was really boring, that is, he felt that there was no need to stay in this world.

At this time, the man walked towards him head-on.

Puglia was amazed, men had always done their job with all their hearts, how could they come to pick him up today?

He hurried forward with his head sullen,

After walking like this for a long time, he looked up, and the scenery in front of him was still the same, without a trace of change. It's as if all his previous actions were futile and useless.

He refocused his gaze to a point in the distance, and the man was still eighty or ninety meters away from him.

The pouring rain obscured his vision, perhaps affected by the man's long trench coat, and he couldn't see whether the man's feet were walking or if he was in place without the slightest sign of moving.

Paglia looked a little anxious, he didn't understand what was going on.

He closed his eyes, feeling the impact of the cold rain on his body. Some of the raindrops were heavier, and there was a hint of discomfort on the bare skin, but most of them were always caressing their bodies like the gentle sun.

Although one is the element of light and the other is the element of water, there seems to be no comparison between the two at all!

Gradually, there is a different kind of warmth that envelops my soul, and it seems that I will never want to leave this feeling!

"Xiaoya, wake up!" It was as if he heard a voice calling to him.

Wait, it's so familiar. It's a man!

There is no traditional custom between him and the man, he has always just called the man "you", but the man seems to have an unspeakable secret, and he still calls himself Xiaoya as always.

Later, it did not change until the last time. Because sometimes, after a long time of getting used to it, you can't change it back.

"Yes, I'm here! Where are you? Paglia pulled her throat to tell the man where she was, but only the darkness in front of her eyes was revealed, and occasionally in a trance, she seemed to see a lot of pixels flashing in the consciousness of her eyes. Maybe it's just an illusion!

Then an irrepressible feeling of lethargy seems to take the initiative to wrap itself up again. Then the man's voice seemed to grow fainter and weaker until it was no longer audible.

Alone in the darkness, Paglia looked a little gloomy.

However, he chose to go into the dream to resolve it all!

Outside,

The man was sitting on the edge of his bed at home looking out of the window letting in sunlight.

Lying beside him was Paglia, who had closed his eyes, curled up like a frightened kitten and buried his face closer to the darkness on the other side!

The man sighed slightly, and stood up tremblingly, as if he could no longer hold his body.

"I don't know if there will be time next time!"

He thought to himself!

At that time, as an ordinary person, he longed for freedom very much.

What a bastard life! It presses you everywhere and places a light around the next corner. Give you the warmth to live!

Because it understands that the end of the bend is the river of death.

A lot of people like the feeling of jumping off their hearts. The superficial consciousness is not the dominant body, there are always attachments in us that we do not understand, and they want to die on their own.

It was a very different world.

Then, in the dark and filthy river, a boat full of souls will come from time to time. There's a guy up there, a soul fisher, who specializes in fishing for the dead who are stuck in the mud and can't extricate themselves!

Everything has a cause and an effect. Man is a collection of contradictions, and from the moment we are born, we take big or small, light or heavy steps on the road to the end of death!

It's just a matter of time, what should come will always come, and it can't be avoided! No matter how many means pass!

It's the rules, and no one is allowed to break them, just because of the inscriptions carved in the depths of the blood!

But there's one last way - if it's fast enough, we can warp space to return to a state we've already seen, commonly known as traveling to the past.

The man smiled self-deprecatingly, as if because of what he was thinking.

He cast his gaze on the suffocating blue sky, with a few soft clouds that were not very heavy dotted high in the sky.

When I squinted my eyes, I could see that it was a string of numbers—2199

"I know, so I won't bother you to remind me every day!" , The man smiled and politely whispered to the sky without a trace of a figure.

As if someone had heard the man's response, the clouds gradually became thinner and then disappeared from the sight of all those who had looked up at the sky a moment before!

Maybe the brain will correct itself for such a trivial mistake! It will be ready to deceive.

Anyway, no one except the man can remember this little thing without any memory.

When the shock of the first moment turns into the calmness of the next, we must pay attention to the fact that our possession begins to act to hinder our true perception of the world.

What you see and hear now is processed to see and hear.

And this possession is the brain!

Why do we think that this is the most important system in human beings, isn't it that the brain has been emphasizing?

We can look for the truth from another angle.

Let's assume that the brain is a special device that restricts people's freedom, and it does a lot of unseemly things that surreptitiously do our perception of the real world.

Misinterpreting the facts of a world through its internal procedures.

When the brain suffers irreversible damage, it undergoes a final degree of self-destruction, leaving the host truly lost and sinking.

There is no longer a chance to find the true path.

It's just my personal guess, but it's not without reason.

One obvious argument is:

We all understand what the five senses really mean to a human being, and those seem to be a necessary means for us to connect with the world.

But we always find that our sixth sense is quite sharp, and it seems to work a little frighteningly.

Is this hypothetical?

The answer is no!

Perhaps the sixth sense is the only channel through which the human subject can exchange consciousness with the outside world!

People often search for the true meaning of the soul, and today you will find the truth, the soul is the essence of the self.

And the brain is just an illusion that acts as a limiting effect.

We are losers, so bear this humiliation!

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Judging by the physical performance, the brain is particularly like a parasitic bug.

It's just that we've been here for so long that even we take its existence for granted.

I'm so annoying! Thinking too much!

The man was so distraught that he had to stop remembering the facts he had witnessed.

He rubbed his head hard to keep it normal!

In the end, reason prevailed over everything that seemed false.

After all, it's not time for him to leave!

He dragged his sickly body and slowly opened the wooden door of the room, and the old man who had been here for an unknown number of years made a tooth-wrenching sound.

The man didn't care, it seemed that he had long been used to it.

There wasn't much of a note in the living room, a simple wooden coffee table and a couple of chairs. That doesn't seem to be a great match! And it even looks a little weird.

Maybe there is a personal difference in aesthetics!

Other than that, there is nothing else! It was in this cold environment that Paglia spent more than ten years.

The man turned to the left, and although the living room was not big, it still needed to make such a move!

There was no door in the kitchen, and he walked in.

Picking up the rice cooker, he expertly scooped out three portions of rice from a rice bag not far away.

Then he walked back to the heater at the bottom of the pot with a small pot of rice, and two bottles of boiling water were neatly placed on the side. The colors of red and green seem to take people back to that old age.

The images in front of me flashed frame after frame, but they were so fast that people's minds were confused. Thinking about the past that you have experienced! I'm sure you understand what I'm saying!

He picked up the red water bottle, opened the wooden cork, and a wave of heat came over his face. Soon, it was around the corner of the eye and then dissipated. It's really like a passing cloud of smoke that doesn't leave a trace of whereabouts.

The boiling water gradually overflows the rice in the pot, and when it is about two fingers high, it can be stopped. And that's what men do. Then it's time to close the lid.

Finally, press the heating button of the rice cooker, and with the crisp "ticking" sound, you just have to wait for the time to ferment.

It will allow the rice to come into full contact with the hot water, and then change its structure under the action of continuous temperature, and finally reach the point of being thin and fluffy.

"It's a little uncomfortable! What's going on today? The man's hand remained at the last moment of touching the button.

Suddenly, he came to his senses!

I can't help but think about it again!

It's a shortcut to breaking through obstacles!