Life does not bring, death does not take away

Our life will never be forced to be labeled, but only loosely or tightly limited by different identities. So we don't have to be like Cassie's replicants, hoping to be molded into a healthy, soulless frame. The movie is depressing, the emotions of the protagonists have almost no ups and downs, the faces when they are calm, the faces when they cry, and the ones when they are happy seem to be the same. There is no great joy and great sorrow, the male protagonist just looks at the lover outside the window and smiles before donating his organs on his deathbed. They did their best, and the arranged life is an invisible big hand pushing life and death, maybe since they were born, they have lived a life of indifference as a terminally ill patient. The next few decades were just waiting to die.

Pessimists look at the future differently. As Casey said, "We're not machines. Eventually, we're exhausted. That's probably why most of the time I don't want to look forward to the future, but rather look back on the past." Life is limited to about 30 years and Sickness at the age of 100 is only a relative concept. The end of most people's lives is unpredictable, perhaps in a single thought. Our luck is that we can have independent personalities, not for the existence of gods and Buddhas, let alone for a certain person. Life or death is at least pleasant.

A replicator's heart grows old at birth. Don't expect too much, everything is enough. It's a blessing to be able to spend time with the people you love. Is the life of a replicator really different from the life of the person being rescued? Everyone has an end date. Maybe we don't know what's going on with us, maybe we all feel like we've had enough.

This is an old-fashioned topic, time and illness, the value of human beings, maybe we can't understand it before we die, and it's over when we're confused. Therefore, Chinese people always say that it is difficult to be confused, and that life is too short, so why not enjoy the wine. I am very fortunate that I am not a set of fresh water on the chopping block of the national slaughterhouse, just living for the continuation of other people's lives. I can talk about homosexuality, hug the girl I like, eat meat, drink wine, and be full of rebellious thoughts. I would rather make others sick than act as a stinky sack for others to slaughter.

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