Writer's Essay on God
"Da-da-da-" The sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor came, and Wen Qingyu hurriedly stood up after hearing it.
"Squeak-" The wooden door made a sound, and Wen Yifan slowly walked into the monitoring room and locked the door with a "bang".
"The teacher is back!" Wen Qingyu ran to him with a smile and stood on tiptoe, "Judging from the surveillance, it's really a wonderful duel!" β
"Yes, it's wonderful," Wen Yifan gently sniffed the smell in the room: "It's like some kind of sauce made with special spices, with the aroma of fried meat, I guess it's pork chop rice, right?" β
"Hehe, the teacher's nose is always so sensitive," Wen Qingyu stuck out his tongue, "Come, the teacher can also try my craft!" β
"Although I taught you to cook, but since my cooking skills come from a gourmet, then you can also be regarded as half of his apprentice," Wen Yifan took off his combat uniform full of knives and said with a smile: "Gourmand apprentice, can the craftsmanship be bad?" β
"Woo~ Gourmets are so scary!" Wen Qingyu shuddered, "His gaze at me is like staring at a high-quality ingredient, I would rather look at a cobra for a day than be looked at with that kind of gaze again." β
"It's not that exaggerated." Wen Yifan just smiled, walked to the table, and sat down, "Or candlelight dinner?" It's getting fancy. β
"If the teacher doesn't like it, I'll turn on the lights." Wen Qingyu said.
"No need, that's fine," Wen Yifan took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the candle, although he didn't smoke, he still often carried a lighter in case of emergency, "Why is there still red wine?" β
"Shouldn't we celebrate watching them play so hard?" Wen Qingyu sat opposite him, "Moreover, I also want to communicate with Master a little." β
Looking at the red wine in the glass, Wen Yifan pondered for a while and asked, "Have you been reading "Thick Black Studies" recently?" β
"Yes, the books recommended by Master are always so fascinating." Wen Qingyu said as he picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.
"I've read it so many times, so why do I have to read it again?" Wen Yifan took a sip of red wine, and the mellow aroma in his mouth made him frown slightly.
"It's just to feel the similarity between the scene depicted in Thick Black Science and the current scene!" Wen Qingyu replied, "Look at the way they all analyze seriously, try various methods, and rack their brains with all their strength in order to survive...... It's fun! β
"Yes, it's really interesting," Wen Yifan smiled, "But what does this make you think of?" β
"All things compete with each other, and the different ones need different food, and the competition is not fierce, but the closer the kind, the fiercer the competition. The competition between the tiger and the ox is not as fierce as the competition between the tiger and the tiger, and the competition between the wolf and the sheep is not as fierce as the competition between the wolf and the wolf," Wen Qingyu looked at Wen Yifan seriously, "Master, why do you think this kind of cannibalistic battle is more cruel than the battle with the aliens?" β
"Maybe it's a lack of respect," Wen Yifan replied, "because there is a little less respect in the process of this fight, so it's particularly vicious!" β
"But why is there some respect for the other?" Wen Qingyu continued to ask.
"Everything has an innate awe of the unknown, even if there is a little bit of awe, there will be a certain awe," Wen Yifan explained, "This respect comes from these awe of unknown opponents, and when these things are placed in the same kind, the gap between them will naturally disappear without a trace, making people cruel and cold." β
"However," Wen Yifan continued, "do you know why, there is less cannibalism between humans than among animals, but the means are more cruel? β
"Why?" Wen Qingyu shook his head and looked at Wen Yifan curiously.
"Maybe it's because human nature is somewhere between the beastly and the divine!"
"The reason why human nature does not kill like wild beasts is because there is something that restricts them, telling them that it is not right to kill, and this is the divinity in it, and this divinity makes them understand that justice is noble, and only by being kind to everyone around them, respecting and not hurting everyone, can they be truly proud, and in a sense, doing this can indeed be called God."
Wen Yifan's cheeks were slightly red because of the red wine, and there was a different kind of beauty under the light of the candlelight, he shook his head a little dizzy, regained some of his lost senses, and sighed in his heart, sure enough, he was not suitable for drinking.
"But this divinity does not permanently restrain the hidden beast, and when the brilliance of human nature at some point completely fades from the feather of reason, or goodness, then it will instantly fall into the beast."
"But there is another circumstance in this, an extremely special circumstance," Wen Yifan took a bite of food, "that is, the divine nature and the animal nature are in the same stream as the human nature." β
"If this happens, then the end result will be that the person will completely turn into an incomprehensible monster and embark on a path from which there will be no return."
"Then Master and I, are we both on this path?" Wen Qingyu asked seriously, "However, I don't think I'm a monster. β
"In fact, I'm just analyzing all this from the perspective of a normal person, and the real situation is that you and I are monsters in their eyes." Wen Yifan smiled, "But, do you know what all this looks like in my eyes?" β
"The perspective of the monster...... Wen Qingyu suddenly became curious, "What does it look like?" β
"From the perspective of a monster, the world you see has no color," Wen Yifan smiled, "The sky is shrouded in gray, and the only color is my kind - physically." β
"Everybody has a different color. Red, blue, green, white, even the colors of the sky or the gray sky, and I, as the monster without any color, walked down the road with my eyes fixed on them, looking for the most beautiful colors, trying to deprive myself of them. β
"As the human disqualification is written: 'I began to vaguely understand the truth of the world, which is the struggle between individuals, and it is an immediate struggle. People need to win on the spot in that kind of battle', and I found my truth in this gray. β
"So I began to try to feel their colors, and when I found the colors I liked, I took them away and recorded the unique colors that belonged to him, trying to feel them," Wen Yifan took another sip of red wine, "At first, I did try to use those colors to cover myself, but unfortunately I failedβafter all, it was the color of ordinary people, and it couldn't contain the spirit of monsters." β
"In the end, I found another way, which is to stop trying to strip those colors away, but to record them as if they were colors in a palette, and when I need to, I will stop and immerse myself in them," swallowing the last piece of steak, Wen Yifan smiled and took out the notebook he had with him, "and when I have free time, I hide it and share it only with my own kind, and enjoy it with them." Therefore, I actually prefer the name 'painter' to 'writer', but unfortunately the sacrificial temple already has its own 'painter'. β
"In my mind, the definition of divinity is completely opposite to ordinary people, I think that God can be a 'holy' who rescues the world, or a 'demon' who slaughters the world, both can be called 'God', but in fact, the existence of 'holy' is just a false proposition, do you know why?"
"It's because of a person's life, it's impossible not to hurt someone, isn't it?" Wen Qingyu replied, "No matter how cautious you are, you will fall into a disadvantageous situation because of some unreasonable jealousy, or be caught in the struggle between the two sides, and neutrality will become a sin, isn't it?" β
"That's right, we can't stop hurting others, even if it's only for a second, or in other words," Wen Yifan looked at Wen Qingyu quietly, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a little.
"People come into this world for the sole purpose of hurting each other."
"If this is the case, perhaps the only way to pursue the ultimate is to degenerate into a 'demon'! That is, in the eyes of others, monsters. β
"And if you want to go one step further, wash away all human nature and animal nature, and retain only the last trace of divinity, then you have succeeded in becoming the ultimate and becoming a god."
"Finally, let me tell you a word," Wen Yifan slowly folded the plates together, "When something is done to the extreme, the matter itself is to discuss the value of good and evil. β
Wen Qingyu just quietly looked at the man in the candlelight, but his thoughts gradually drifted into the distance.
Always so peaceful, always so perfect, as beautiful as a sculpture carved by the world with all its talents, as natural as a perfect pebble that time washes away.
But when all this is put together, everything seems to be dreamlike, unreal, and false.
She knew the source of the falsehood.
He doesn't have a heart.
Maybe the world thinks that heart is a flaw in the sculpture, or maybe that heart has long been lost in the torrent of time, or maybe it is ...... It's just that the statue that gave birth to self-consciousness was abandoned by itself.
Although perfection can only be achieved without intention, I don't know why...... She wants to see a hearted, imperfect him.
"Maybe one day, I will dedicate my heart to the teacher......" Wen Qingyu muttered.
"Huh?" Wen Yifan tilted his head and looked at Wen Qingyu with a hint of inquiry.
"Hah! Leave Master's plate to me to brush! When Wen Qingyu heard this, he hurriedly got up, said with a smile, picked up the plate with both hands, and ran away with a cigarette.
"Unintentional...... Is it? Wen Yifan gently shook the wine glass, drank the last sip of red wine, shook his head, and dispelled away the trace of drunkenness.
Sure enough, I still don't like to drink......