Perhaps the people were still thinking about what to eat for dinner a moment before the earthquake. Was the money he received fake? Why hadn't her boyfriend called yet, and was the baby in her stomach moving about because she missed her father? The exam was going to end in a few minutes. Which formula should he use for this math question? Why is this month's bonus less than last month's by 300 yuan…
And then all of a sudden, it's all in the past under the ruins
Even if they could absolutely guarantee that this weaving would not be broken by any external accidents, who could guarantee that they would still want the future that they yearned for today? In reality, people often entrusted their futures to each other, so this change…
Jason felt that he was trapped by this dead knot. Although he had always been in it, he had never thought about it before.
It would be great if he could never see this dead knot. However, once he saw it, he could no longer ignore it. What he saw…
It was as if the only thing that people could do in life was to "act", but it was also inevitable to "act", and even to the extent that they were entangled with each other and refused to let go…
What a sin…
Thinking that he would soon be able to break free from this dead knot, Jason was almost looking forward to death. He couldn't wait.
But on the other hand, Jason was also a little afraid of his current thoughts and state. It was too strange and bizarre, making him have a good impression of death. But which was the real abyss between " weaving webs " and " death "?
His brain was almost torn apart by these contradictory thoughts.
In this deserted wilderness, in a world that seemed to be eternally silent and where nothing would happen, would he really be driven crazy by his own thoughts?
That's right, thoughts. In this empty and silent realm, thoughts suddenly appeared and were magnified infinitely.
God, it was as if it was the only thing that had truly existed but had always been completely invisible. Usually, it would not be regarded as " existence ", but in fact... even " existence " itself was its product, or even... itself.
Jason suddenly realized that instead of saying that he was only facing this wilderness, it was better to say that he was only facing this ever-present " thought "…
It was also the 'thoughts' that made this wilderness the real 'wilderness' in his meaning of reality…
This " wilderness ", as well as everything in the world, seemed to only have true meaning to him in his " thoughts "…
He couldn't get out, and it was impossible for him to get out. That thing was attached to any movement from the mind to the body, and even any possible movement. It was everywhere, even between breaths. After careful investigation, it was completely boundless…
Even at this moment, every moment, every thought, feeling, and knowledge…
This " thought ", which was more inseparable than breathing, should be the thing he was most familiar with, but at this moment, it seemed so unfamiliar to Jason, as if it was the first time he had seen it in this life.
Because at the moment of this new discovery, Jason also realized that he didn't know how to identify it. It was like a drop of seawater in the sea suddenly had a soul, so he tried to separate himself from the other seawater to distinguish himself from the other, but it was completely impossible. There was no place that wasn't seawater, and even the thing that was used to identify it was still it…
All his thoughts stopped at this point.
What was going on?
Even "I" was just a "thought" that happened "here"?
Jason felt an inexplicable fear of any movement in his mind and body, because they would all trigger the omnipresent ghost. Or rather, they were all products of the ghost.
Jason felt like he was a marionette being controlled by a mage with infinite power. He felt like he was being controlled by an invisible string. His emotions, his emotions, his love, his hatred, his pride, his eating, his sleeping…everything.
It was like a black hole, but it was the only existence in the void. Therefore, people could only be immersed in it and could not control themselves. They were completely unaware of the control of the only master, obsessed with madness, and constantly moving…
It was like in a world without friction, smoothness, and any presuppositions, the only thing that could be followed was 'thoughts'. However, once one started to follow, they would be unable to stop. They would be captured by obsession and could not stop. And' thoughts 'would become the presuppositions of everything, even the entire world…
Jason didn't know what to do anymore. Everything that he believed in in the past had suddenly become an extremely absurd and inexplicable foreign object.
Even the " belief " of everything in the past was not " belief " at all. It was just a fully automatic conditioned reflex. That was why the seemingly natural " belief " happened so naturally and without thinking. Even if there was helplessness, resentment, dissatisfaction, and even if it was not right, it could not be stopped at all.
However, at this moment, he realized that although it was not absolute and inevitable, it was absolute and inevitable at that time.
No wonder people sometimes looked so twisted. Wasn't he the same…
As his thoughts drifted away, Jason suddenly heard a pleasant melody in his ear. After a while, he realized that he had started humming.
Since everything he thought about seemed like a fool's dream, then music was probably the only thing he could console himself with.
But what song was this?
After listening for so long, why was he humming a tune that he had never heard before?
Who cares? It was fine as long as it was comfortable to listen to. So what if he had never heard it before? Perhaps he was an undiscovered musical genius. At this moment, he could improvise and sing.
Jason hummed and laughed at the thought of this. He was very satisfied that such a tune could flow out of his body on its own. The melody sounded very comfortable, and the more he listened, the more comfortable it was. It was like the warm sun in early spring and March that allowed all things to grow…
Sing it and go to God, God, where are you?
If you didn't hear this tune, I'd be sorry.
He lay down on his back, laid his body in the most comfortable position, and continued to hum.
Soon, only the melody was left in the world, and it became purer and purer. Jason was carried away by the melody. It didn't matter what he should do, where he should go, whether he lived or died.
Everything seemed to melt at the place where the melody drifted away…
Song, I can't hear it anymore…
Was it over?
Jason felt that the tune he had just hummed was like releasing a fairy. Once it entered this world, it would have its own life. It would quickly break free from the reins, jump for joy, fly around, and spread its magic power everywhere…
Blinking his eyes, he felt that everything in front of him seemed to be different. The fog gradually disappeared, and the starry sky above became clearer. He inadvertently awakened a memory that had been sleeping for a long time. The last time he held his breath and looked at the sky like this was when he was a child. Since then, although he had lived under the sky, he had never really seen it again. The pure stars reflected in his heart and evoked a long-lost leisurely drunkenness. In that instant, it was as if her childhood self was looking at her current self. Time and space intertwined, as if a lifetime had passed.
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