For our own interests, each of us carefully curls up in our own space to live, is polymorphism the source of happiness?
Consciousness can be conveyed and shared, but we will only accept what we are willing to believe. The mind is infinite, but we are too lazy to obtain it. And in the material world, we are desperately fighting for power, honor and selfishness, and keep it private, regardless of whether we use it or not.
We are accustomed to burying the depths of others that we cannot see.
Maybe love is the ultimate existence beyond the laws of physics, but how should the frequency of love be coordinated?
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