After sleepwalking, coding a long paragraph of characters and closing the page, ignoring the sanctity of submission, and then repeating the narration after thinking about what I just thought, it is a manifestation of being unable to think. Maybe the time spent at home has reached a critical value, maybe my disrespectful personality has evolved to perfection, maybe because the temperature has dropped to freezing point in the past few days... In short, I have become a jerk. Og.
Jack McDevitt wrote a short story called "Henry James, This Is For You!" The content is roughly as follows: The boss of a third-rate publishing house found a novel submission that was astonishing as "War and Peace", so he asked the author to discuss a contract and a sequel, and did not want the "author" to reveal that the novel was actually His computer (AI) only took four days to write it - a disgrace to Tolstoy's six years; if human beings lose their self-respect for storytelling, what will they do with the word "literature" they confuse deal with? If novels were mass-produced by machines, how cheap would Luoyang paper be? So the boss of the publishing house was very straightforward. In the name of Henry James, he pushed the "author" and his computer under the wheel and rolled them over. In addition, he made a lot of money from the publication of the novel in his own interests, which made the world feel embarrassed. Some that died young "author".
Too many are cheap, so sometimes you don't even know what you're worshiping? Is there anything really special enough to attract you? Then I thought that I couldn't, and I became confused, just like Nói.
Iceland's situation is very similar to that of Scandinavia. The ice and snow that come from it, the polar night that comes from it, but it looks more insulated, so Iceland's "Noi The Albino" is cooler than Norway's "Reprise" Some. In fact, the entire Nordic vocabulary gives people the feeling that blood circulation is frozen, metabolism is lowered, laziness stops serious thinking, and only cares about what this life itself intends to do - that is, Loser and visionary are abundant in this environment.
With the exception of the narcissistic junkies, the rest are mostly loser and visionary ice-water mixtures, although some unfortunately have a dominant loser component - some just lost an "er" and replaced it with a "t" Lost for the time being, some people need to add the suffix "est" at the end, which is probably the difference. Fortunately, no matter where you go, it's not easy.
As for our environment - now we can probably easily find a place to drink and drink, but pure ice and snow is not, Iceland - before she became the borrower of the country's bankruptcy, Dagur Kári, Sigur Rós, Reykjavik... are all let down. People's hallucinogenic words, such a simple environment, for us who have been growing deformed in the complex cracks, it is actually the cruel existence of life misfortune.
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