Haha, it's like a popular saying when I was a child: far in the sky, close in front of you.
I have also been fascinated by various heroic stories. I imagined that the person who fought against Japan and killed the enemy was myself. Only slowly did I realize what it means to be a hindsight, and afterward Zhuge Liang. No one is satisfied with the present, not satisfied and does not change, and can only deny him. Nostalgia and fantasy of the future are also magic weapons to escape the present.
In fact, wars are happening every day, and they have not stopped for a moment. In every corner of the earth, like flashing neon lights, one after another. I still have a horrific episode in my memory: the news, the blood on the bridge over the sky, and the cut of the intestines. And the thick black oil in the bay and the trance-faced critters. such as. All from the TV screen. Therefore, it is subconsciously classified as a TV show, both true and false. Why do you see farther, but your horizons and life are getting narrower and narrower?
It's sad to say that
the laughter and dreams of us bastards have never come out of this broken TV: cartoons, tertiary films, romance films, war films... About the world, it will always be separated from this layer of screen, and then it is Computers, you can simply fall in love and kill people in games.
In fact, when going through these, the butt hardly moves.
Come to think of it, it's so absurd, it's so exciting. But it is not difficult to understand why the body always doubts the existence of self.
With so many hypothetical lives, I sometimes can't figure out when to take my friends and people around me seriously, and when to take it as a joke. To be on the safe side, I pretended to them that you were hallucinations. I fantasized that there was another, better world outside of this world. Cosmic beings are the same old world, that new world is like the one I grew up knowing on screen, cartoons don't die, things talk, business mascots have their own language and plastic-textured innocence.
They will click on me and leave a message saying hey, look at this idiot, but he can't tell whether he is real or fake, it's killing me, what a cold joke.
I believe that, there, I can pounce on my blue mascot kabluey without any ill will, and enjoy the most sincere and simple human emotions.
Uh, it should be... OK?
Forget it, let’s finally tell a story I read before. Neil Gaiman wrote a novel called “American Gods”, which tells the story of the old gods headed by Odin and the emerging gods competing for human attention and territory.
Among those emerging gods are credit card gods, telephone gods, and media gods. The media god controls the human world through television. Well, that novel was written in general, but this idea has always made me shiver. Think about it, the electronic altar in the new era, how much spiritual power we have instilled into this broken box. If they really have an owner, how fat they should be!
Well, to sum up the time, the above complaints are pure-blooded complaints, just complaints. I believe that the beauty and temperament unique to this era will be discovered by those young people 50 years later, and regarded as fashionable and retro. Ok. look forward to.
And, to add a complaint, do you think this blue mascot is a blue-haired version of the big-headed robot Ma Wen? ?
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