Wandering is a way to eliminate the hypocrisy of human nature. Freedom makes people yearn for but fearful. The lonely animal carries loneliness and loneliness, and this pain erodes itself all the time. Wandering represents leaving the past, the noise and everything; leaving the restraint and the responsibility of all troubles. Completely free on the road, no purpose, no direction. Can go anywhere, can do anything. Money and ability are false in the journey of wandering.
Chris, a perfect spiritualist. Abandon all superior factors, and run away in pursuit of self-existence. Graduated from a prestigious university with a superior job. Discard it all. He burned his money and went on his way. Money and phone calls make people cautious. No freedom. A small part of the willful factor remains in the character, regardless of family and friends. The speculation and misunderstanding of outsiders cannot erode him either. People who live alone in their own world treat everything in an invincible posture.
The city is a product of postmodernism. It does not actually exist in the way of life of the person himself. After it came into being, most people got lost in it. Potentially wandering in the stone forest, forgetting the essence and simplicity of life. Protect yourself by desperately killing, some are decadent, some are lost, and some are in pain. Few people choose to really escape. When life is no longer for oneself, but more for responsibility. People become selfless and empty. This is a poisonous cage without color and smell. God tightly sealed the bottle cap so that people could not escape. Violence in life is like acting, we are judges and defendants.
Chris chose to leave without turning back. There is no flashy farewell language, and no onerous salutes. Bring few items, notebooks, shotguns, pens, and water bottles. He stood on the rock by the sea, blocking the sun with his hands, watching the birds on the sea. The traces of loneliness and the deserted beach. Lie in the vegetable field, read a book, and eat freshly picked apples. Conversation with Apple when no one is talking. I am happy to have a fresh fruit. Walking on the highway, occasionally there are drivers who stop and ask if they want to take a ride. Most of the time, he shook his head and moved on.
In the corrupt city, there are many people who want to escape from this sordid society. Most of them are still dominated by life. If you try to break the original state, only marry the man you love, not for profit, only for the soul. It is rich enough. If we admit that human beings are restricted by certain factors, then there is no human being.
The woman who loves him, loves him to tolerate his silence. On the road, wandering in a rebirth attitude. No ID card, and a large backpack. Like a dust wandering the earth. He writes with his left hand, and writes the feelings of being alone on the yellowed paper, without saying a word. Just walking, just writing. On the top of the unmanned mountain, he stretched out his hands to embrace the blue sky, raised his head and closed his eyes, and breathed hard.
People live in an unpredictable environment, and we who live in cities have responsibilities and burdens. Can't convince myself to stay away from everything. Can't live alone for oneself. In this crowded world, people complain about life, hate life, and even cast aside life. But there is no way to escape. Unable to extricate himself from the deep trap. I neglected the way of producing happiness in the constant complaints. Happiness does not come from the relationship between people. God puts happiness in the middle of everything we experience. We will feel happiness in everything we experience. What people have to do is to observe things carefully. After exhaustion, choose to travel. Go on the road alone. Appreciate the most primitive and pure scenery of nature. Be happy and comfortable for it. Just after traveling, you must have the courage to return to the original place. Know how to face life and the world.
When you forgive everything, you will love.
Chris lay under the blue sky, crying in the silence of no one, desperate to the limit of his life. Write with the last strength: I have spent a happy life, thank the world. Farewell, may the Lord bless you. He slowly put on clothes for himself, and finally died completely. Forensic identification, starved to death. That lonely face, frozen by time, died in loneliness, in an abandoned car in the wilderness.
He was born again because of wandering and far away from this world. We have to be born again, because we know how to live. Opposite choices, two opposites of the world.
The meaning of wandering is to live well in the posture of rebirth.
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