The hollow brain structure, although not complete, is enough to see its contents, which is the shrunken universe.

And the lines that spread out from the back around it have become a certain part of the brain.

Looking backwards, after the death of the person outside the door, the soul is constantly broken down into tiny components until the mass reaches a negative number, and then it is reintegrated into another world, another universe.

Some people call it a wormhole, but in different ways, it dissolves the density and mass of the object, so that it can pass through this imaginary door and go to another world.

The world there is a huge head, a human body, and another universe, which is built around the human core, and it is also the ultimate place where every soul belongs, thus becoming a part of this place.

If this is the case, then the mask of the god-king that I am familiar with, that is, a certain dominant nerve in this huge head, through which a neuron in the brain can refine the decomposition of the soul, so that it can send that part of the mind back to reality through the body dominated by the brain.

In fact, this is quite complicated, the existence of life, the greatest energy needed, is meaning, but this meaning, if someone else tells you. That's like a faint flame, vulnerable, only in this world, the recognition of everyone, can show that your existence is meaningful?

But from large to small, the decomposition of layers is complex, and reframing into a person is also complex, just like a painter, he is aroused by a sudden thought in his heart an inexplicable thought, he has to follow this thought to quickly calculate a character in his heart, what this person should look like, the mouth should be big or small, the eyes should be open and closed, and so on, everything around this idea is the factor that constructs this person.

The calculation speed of the human brain is very fast, and it only takes a few days for the painter to start painting with confidence, but what he thinks he will paint is only what he thinks. It also needs the recognition of others, so it is necessary to invite others to appreciate and affirm it, so that this "person" has the meaning of existence?

Because in the eyes of outsiders, the minimum meaning of this painting is the figure, it does not exist in the painter's personal imagination, it has no uncertain factors, so after being affirmed, it also returns to this real world.

This kind of metaphor also roughly illustrates a change in things, and the process of returning from death is the same as the process of life to death.

They also need to go through a complex and changeable process, but this process is also full of too many accidents, because it is like you and me, sometimes we think of something, but we can't do it with our hands.

Memories hit like a tide, and when they rush to my heart, they fade silently and disappear without a trace.

Looking at these now, I unconsciously thought of us, Jiang Yuchen and the mask man, Li Sansi and Baizhou.

Have we ever come from the same place, from the beginning of life to the end of life, like the crowds we saw before?

Immediately he looked back at the lines, and the soul was broken into tiny stripes through death, which ran through the brain.

If this is the world after death, how does this world exist? What is it built on?

Perhaps only when matter is broken down into imaginary negative values can we swap bodies with the universe and make human beings dominant.

Or, now we are the masters, because we can see another universe through the microscope, and see the process by which the universe was born and destroyed.

When each molecule is broken down, it has the potential to become a solar system, or a galaxy, but what happens to them in the end, like us, needs to be examined by fate.

Our understanding of ourselves is incomplete, and we can only understand the meaning of this when we become something huge.

And the smallest known matter in the world, which has only stopped with atoms, seems to catch up with the civilization here, and needs a broader vision.

When those tiny lines are linked together, they emit a dazzling light, and that light is hidden in the boundless brain, and only by magnifying one's own brain dozens of times can one find the faint ones

In the face of fate, they are also struggling. Trying to break through the shackles, it is discovered by the main nerve and created by external factors.

Create?! I seemed to have a direction to look for, and when I found the core of the huge head, I suddenly realized that it was not flat, but spired.

This coincides with what was found in that coffin, but it was all a sign of disaster.

The subjective mind, which is the savior and thus a powerful destroyer, is like the stellar sun, which gives birth to the earth, but if it is too close to it, it will also be absorbed and dissolved by sunspots, in a matter of seconds.

Dangerous things, when they come, will save some things, and at the price, they will also destroy some things.

When we desperately want to embody something, we tend to focus on those things, and unconsciously exclude things nearby, or even larger, so that only this single thing is stored in our minds.

This may be unfair, because such a trade-off will make them disappear suddenly, turning into little fragments, but it is the instinct of the subject to do so, and no one can organize their complex thoughts all day long and keep them organized.

But the sunspot metaphor is much more than that, because when the subject is focused on doing one thing, he will forget other things and turn this consciousness into a habit, which is far from being acceptable to the originally weak sunspots in the eyes of the neurons in the brain.

That's no longer part of the brain, because of the way the subject thinks, they need to re-program the consciousness to make it all new.

This is a stage of growth, in the growth cycle of the universe, it needs to destroy a lot of things, a lot of strange ideas, to keep the subject focused

Those thoughts, forgotten as they grew up, eventually disappeared, but what came into being is what I see now, the sharp corner in the heart of the brain.

What it is, it's a huge black hole that will make other minds fall and make them go in the other direction, that's an inner thought.

Just like some things we see, when many people think it is good, we will also learn from them and lay down that this kind of thing is good, so that we gradually lose our own judgment and let disaster berain in our brains.

The deprivation of self-consciousness makes the ontology like a crumbling tall building, how tall it is, how difficult it is to be established, how easy it is to collapse because of it.

Some people once believed that the universe ended in black holes, but they did not understand that what is destroying us is not necessarily matter, but also thought.

If a scientist discovers something new and can't tell everyone through the right platform, yes, everyone.

Then his discovery must be a failure, because in our consciousness, in our society, there will be another part of the people, in this discovery, there will be many complex conclusions.

Not everyone has an independent system of thought, and in the eyes of people who think they are smart, they are seen as stupidity, but is it possible that such an arrogant person has planted a small black hole in his mind because he has a group of friends around him who said something similar?

What do we believe, we are very confused, because the world is very big, and only those who bow their heads and meditate will cry bitterly.

What kind of group an individual is in is very important, a good group will make peers constantly strive for a good direction, and a negative group, they need to highlight themselves more to present a different place.

Perhaps we often say strange things to explain ourselves and to show ourselves.

There are some things that others tell you, you don't have to believe, but you need to ask others for verification of what you believe.

Standing in front of that black hole, I thought about it, and it felt like a huge collapse in my mind, because my mind was very active, like garbage that had not been disposed of for a few days, and I worked hard to clean it up.

We don't know how that black hole formed, maybe we know, but we can't stop it, because we need to die, we need to forget, we need to change civilizations.

Destruction allows us to learn to grow, just as when we graduate from college, we wander around society and meet people who deceive us and help us.

In the field of choice, there are only two, and only one outcome can be accepted, because we are individuals, and we can only accept a single choice.

Maybe that's the origin of black holes, and we can't find out how we started when we got worse in the future, but we can understand how we started to be like this, and why we made our choices.

It is like the edge of a black hole, spreading in the huge mind, and there are also external factors, from deception, hiding, and wearing.

Everything has changed due to the intervention of the outside world, and those changes are big and small, but the final goal has created great results.

We should probably not resent it, because it makes us learn to grow, and it is also it that allows the huge world to learn to put civilization on hold.

Maybe because of certain topics, even if they may not help us, they let us talk to each other and make ourselves more friends.

Therefore, in our hearts, a seed of loneliness will be planted, because we need friends, because we need to gain a foothold in this world, we need to get close to them, and we need to force ourselves to accept what they like.

Until, one day, I simply found that they left, because they grew up, so I also need to keep up with them, but in this process, they are also assimilating themselves.

So what are they? The answer has always been there, but it whispers to you that you don't need the approval of others for what you believe, and that it is because you desire a friend in your heart, not a teacher to rule your mind and wisdom arbitrarily.