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As thoughts drift further and further away

In my not-so-long memory, there is only one consistent thing. That is thinking. It is a skill that a person who likes to escape but is dissatisfied with life must inevitably master. To this day, it has subtly evolved from behavior to habit, to methodology.

The reason I tirelessly express myself in writing is still influenced by this thinking methodology. As a realization of the thinking process, this gives rise to the text at hand.

Therefore, the text at hand is meaningful to me. But based on human social attributes, even though objectively it is self-entertainment, my inner self still demands that I continue to socialize the text.

In the methodology of thinking, when solving real problems, my behavior still has an illusory and abstract nature. Just as I have done many seemingly illusory things, and even secretly done the most illusory things, and even made the most illusory ideas my life creed. This can all be traced back to my tendency to avoid society and dissatisfaction. To the point of developing my already barren thought carrier.

But the text at hand has a hidden concern. On one hand, I hope to embrace society, on the other hand, I worry whether my behavior is a kind of virus. Because a virus doesn't necessarily kill the host. Just as I said in lies and deception, my behavior may harm someone, and I won't take responsibility.

Thinking is dangerous. In the process of thinking, materials will be re-read, the brain will be reconstructed, and connections will be trial and error like biological evolution. The process of thinking is a kind of creation, and creation itself is a kind of reconstruction, and reconstruction is the most chaotic, chaos means risk.

But thinking won't stop, unless you are filled with various things. The text at hand still irresponsibly generates logs of thinking, always system errors.

Initially, the text at hand liked to share other people's views, mixed with its own emotions. Finding that borrowing light from others is meaningless, it turned to sharing its own emotions. At that time, every post was heartfelt. But as the text at hand's understanding of creation changed, it increasingly used thinking, controlled emotions, and logically deduced topics. Therefore, the length of the text at hand changed. I also have many topics, such as creation, law, democracy, rights, state, and the specific principles in the self-introduction of the text at hand... etc., for deduction.

The purpose of the text at hand is actually very clear. It is to use the limited tools of the general theory to discover some bricks and tiles I use to construct the world, slowly expanding the territory in the fantasy world, playing a farming game. This is what is called constructing the world.

The objective world created by the Creator is indeed colorful, diverse in connections, and solid in structure. But as part of the universe, humans are also part of the Creator. An individual, each person to some extent is a microcosm of the Creator. And the sum of the worlds constructed by each life and the community above it can be said to be close to the Creator's ability. This is what is meant by "this is a humble room."

As for what kind of house to build, what kind of trees to plant, what kind of mountains to have, what kind of galaxy to reside in, what kind of species to be close to... it is a slow process. This is also the conservatism I advocate. It's about taking one step, then another.

If conditions remain unchanged, the outcome of things developing is generally already determined. Just like the idea of the text at hand, it is a way of playing in an open world. Everything is generated, not predetermined.

This speech is impromptu, let's chat again when we have time.

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