In the face of psychological problems, the most common answer is to balance the word. Before we found the fulcrum, we always walked aimlessly, perhaps seeing a bookstore, a cold drink hall, a convenience store, something caught our eye: a bestseller list poster with a shiny title? A giant vanilla and strawberry ice cream sphere logo? Puffed food in colorful and bulging packaging in front of the window? Whether our standards can be judged by "useful" and "useless", then what are our needs? Physiological, psychological? I want to eat a big chocolate ice cream, but I know it will make me fatter, but maybe when I take a bite, maybe I'll be satisfied, I'll hum my favorite song, maybe dance, maybe Will shout, maybe happily have another one.
What makes us start wandering aimlessly, to find answers or to escape our own faults? Perhaps we always judge our problems as a fault.
So what did we do wrong and what did we miss? I'm beginning to wonder if this is not enough to resolve our doubts at all, and perhaps seeing it as a fault is a mistake in itself.
Looking for answers, maybe you will want to find someone to help you solve your problem, but when you face this way, you don't even believe that he can help you at all, and you don't even trust this person at all. What is this for? Are you afraid to face your own heart alone, or are cowardly afraid to believe in your own ability to bear.
People who like to play this mind game always like to enjoy all that it brings: anxiety; pain; paranoia; insomnia; a momentary pleasure between restlessness and negativity. Joy is not permanent, it only exists for a moment, like the moment when breathing stops, all the air in the lungs is expelled, and the chest is not ready to expand. pause. There is no output and no input, as if all communication with the outside world has stopped. At this moment, I don't know if this can be defined as HIGH, a state of extreme mental excitement: it seems that the fluff on the back of the hand is swept by the breeze; a state of excitement around the whole body, the physiological pleasure is doubled; the whole body becomes numb, the peripheral nerves are abnormally sharp, the whole His body was beating slightly, like the itching and numbness caused by the sudden congestion of the thigh that had been pressed for a long time. Psychological pleasure may be described as related to the activities of the brain, what does an orgasm feel like, whether it is blank or full of fluffy eyes, maybe both, in a vast white mind, various shapes, graphics, and blocks can be distinguished. Knowing what each of them is, just like the vivid fragrance that happened behind a white curtain, intertwined with each other, floating, falling and rising, making people intoxicated in the charming strange sight.
All that hallucination brings is addictive, and maybe that's why you have wine in your cupboard at hand, and cigarettes in your favorite pocket. Just like closing the curtains on a rainy evening, the shimmering light makes everything in the room blurred and clear, the blur is the outline of the home, and the clear is the illusion. Habits make people cowardly, tightly wrapping themselves in their own private space, as if all their internal organs are exposed, unable to withstand the intrusion of a trace of dust.
What could thwart these pleasures, let us draw the curtains open and let our bloody guts breathe the damp air outside the window. Maybe we really need the pain, the pain is unbearable, and the constant pain is used to dispel the solutions we have become accustomed to.
The poster of "SHRINK" is really charming, maybe it's just falling asleep, maybe it's about to wake up.
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