Deception or not, the end result is that we can't escape the call of death in the end. Death, a destination that absorbs all meanings like a black hole, finally reveals the meaning of life, that is, the meaninglessness of life. Through this meaningless emptiness we seem to be able to see our own faces. We are hesitant, hesitating at the crossroads of faith, and the frontrunner who may answer our questions is the dead who have lost the game. At this moment, we prefer knowledge in our hearts, rather than unchanging beliefs or beliefs. Fictional meaning, God, why does he hide behind half-truths and miracles that never come true? How are we to believe the believers when we don't believe ourselves? Is he just a mocking reality that I can't cut off? A terrible conclusion suddenly appeared in our minds: Maybe Life is a senseless terror. No man can live with death, knowing that everything is nothing. One day we will finally stand on the edge of life and gradually fade into darkness. We fear the nothingness of existence, and in our fear we create an idol and call him God.
Most people are living a life of nothingness, and people are more futile wandering than searching for the meaning of existence.
Faith, perhaps less of a relief than a torture, the pain of faith is that it seems to love someone in the darkness who never answers no matter how load you call. And the true meaning of faith - love may be just like the love between men and women, it just means lust , lust and more lust with a lot of cheating deception and lies. If Plague is one of the mediums of darkness, then love, As the blackest of all plagues and there'd be some pleasure there if you could die of it. But it usually passes. If everything is imperfect in this imperfect world, love is perfect in its perfect imperfection. From this we know that Love is colder than death.
Why burn that heresy, maybe it's because people need to be distracted. Through the eyes of the witch before her execution, we saw the god of death and fear. Who will take care of and lead this helpless lamb in this tragic time, God, Satan or emptiness in the moonlight. We, the bystanders, also stood helplessly, arms crossed in front of our chests. At this moment, we were able to look at the world through the eyes of the victim, and we felt the fear of the victim.
That cursed day (Doomsday), under the judgement of time, and guided by the plague, has finally come, and that is when the seventh seal will be unsealed
When the Lamb had opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour. And the seven angels who had the seven trumpets prepare themselves to sound.
The first angel brought fire and ice mixed with blood Rain, soil, trees, grass are set ablaze.
The second angel brought a burning mountain that slid into the ocean, and the ocean became a sea of blood.
The third angel brought a shooting star that fell from heaven, burning up what was left. This star we call Wormwood .
When life is dark, no one will hear your sorrow, or appreciate your spiritual pain.
Wipe away your tears, let go of your nostalgia for life, feel yourself in indifference to meaning, even if it's too late to use any placebo, but experience the brilliance of existence at last in this world of life and death.
Complaining or not, it all came to an abrupt end.
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