Great writers and philosophers

"good evening.

There are many people who are ready to change this painful and hopeless world.

You are one of them.

You never told me about your past, what made you feel that the world is rotten and hopeless, and human beings are also rotten and hopeless.You just say how ugly the world is and people will never understand each other.

You don't want to open your heart, so I have to come.

When the blood from my heart splashes on your face, will you feel the burning?

Nights are always sad, and since I'm an author, I'll do it the author's way.

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Once upon a time, there was a pair of good friends, one named Taro and the other named Laimaru.

Kaimaru is a sensitive and timid child by nature. He dare not contact the outside world, nor dare to completely sever ties with the outside world.Half of his soul is in the real world that makes him hate and fear, and the other half is in the fantasy world that makes people lonely and reassuring.

He enjoys his loneliness, but also longs for no longer being lonely.

Raimaru wandered in this world alone and helplessly, until one day, Taro sat beside him with a smile, watching flowers and clouds, and listening to the wind and rain with him.

From Taro, Kuramaru saw something pure beyond this world.

If there is any point in human existence, it's probably for something like this.

As long as he is by Taro's side, the world will no longer be scary.

Taro is a warm, upright, gentle, tolerant, and kind child. He has a lofty dream that makes people feel that his ambition is noble just by hearing about it. He is unswervingly moving towards his dream. Kuramaru felt courage.

As long as Taro is still like this, then this world is not scary.

Raimaru and Taro grew up gradually, and the ugliness of the world finally waited for them to grow up.

They are actually still children, and they can't help but be curious when they walk past the izakaya, and take a look at them quietly, but they don't dare to look more.

Taro is captured by some kind of huge, ancient, invincible, ugly monster.

Raimaru watched helplessly as the courage and warmth he had absorbed gradually cooled down, he knew that he could no longer be the person who was sitting on his laurels and being protected behind him.

He mustered up the greatest courage and determination in his life, found the demon outside the world, made a deal that he could not regret, and gained strength.

His body and mind were dominated by a fiery passion that he had never had before. He even suspected that this was the passion and heat that originally belonged to Taro.

He firmly believes that he can save his friend from the monster at all costs.

He began to gather people, build weapons, practice martial arts, and decided to kill the monster.

He was only halfway through, and Taro was devoured by the monster before he even sharpened his knife.

He has no way to rescue Taro, Taro has been eaten.

In the future, when he has enough companions and sharp enough weapons, he can sever the monster's head and disembowel it, but that is meaningless.

At that moment, Raimaru realized the difference between himself and Taro.

In the past, Raimaru thought that only he and Taro were upright in the world.Perhaps Taro is more noble, but he is also standing in the same place as him.

When Raimaru was hurt by everyone except Taro, he only thought that others were bad, but he was just an innocent victim, a pure person, and he was qualified to stand with the best Taro in the world.

But now, now that Taro has completely disappeared, this cognition has been completely destroyed.

Kaimaru realizes that he is no different from other people, and he is not qualified to stand with Taro at all.

Hate both others and oneself, leaving only hating humans, just hating monsters.

Worst of all, that place is completely deserted now that Taro is dead.

No one can stand on it.

It was a place that crumbled without anyone standing on it.

That's part of the bedrock of the world.

Raimaru has no choice but to incarnate himself as Taro, inherit Taro's dream, and stand there brazenly.

During the days standing on it, Raimaru would occasionally think of Taro in the monster's belly, and felt that everything was wrong, that things should not be like this.

Shouldn't he be the one in the monster's belly?

He is indeed not qualified or capable to live in this world, so it's no big deal to be the food of monsters, but Taro is so beautiful, and all the good things are related to Taro.

Shouldn't the development of the matter be that he desperately rescued Taro, and the world moved towards a bright future?

His sword is only half sharpened, why can't the monster wait?

This is a question that Raimaru can't figure out in his whole life, and can't even explain it with philosophy.

Even if philosophy could explain it, Kaimaru didn't want to understand it.

But standing there, Kimaru slowly realized how insignificant his own pain was compared to the pain of the whole world.

No matter who, even if it is someone who has never been happy from birth to death, or has been gaining happiness and losing it, Raimaru can say that his pain is above them.

But only to the upper world, a vast world as high and vast as the sky, Raimaru couldn't say such a thing.

Compared with the pain of the world, how insignificant is your own pain.

Compared with the love of the whole world, how insignificant is my own hatred.

Kimaru can't help but fall in love with the whole world so that he doesn't have to suffer for one person, one life, one fate.

That way he could trust that beating monsters would never be pointless.

-

The story can end here.

You don't have to tell me your story.Accepting someone else's pain, or simply trying to understand someone else's pain, is also a sad thing.

My story is no truer or more painful than your inner story.

I know that there are terminally ill people in this world, and there are people who cannot be saved no matter what. For the parties involved, the delay in justice is really abhorrent except for absurdity.

I am an optimist, except for optimists, pessimists and realistic people are dead in this world.

I will not give up trying to pull you up from the abyss, but I don't have the hope that you will be pulled up by me.

I am willing to do my best.

I just hope you can understand that I am not giving charity to anyone, or that I have some other purpose.

I do love the world, but even if I don't love it, seeing it hurt so much, I reach out and pull it as hard as I can.

This is the heart of "compassion", "shame", "resignation", and "right and wrong" that everyone will have.

This is the simple kindness that everyone has, of course you don't have to accept it, but you can't deny its existence.

If you believe in evil, you must believe in its opposite, good.

If there is no love and goodness in this world, then it is meaningless to say that the world is full of hate and evil.

Do you understand me?

I hope you understand, even if only a little bit.

But even if you don't understand me, it's enough for you to understand the truths that exist even if they don't come out of my mouth.

After all, is mutual understanding really the point?

My purpose is to create a world where most people can live in peace, freedom, joy, and happiness, not a world where everyone can understand each other but is still poor, disorderly, full of pain and death.

There is no causal relationship between pain and peace.

After writing this sentence, I am ready to continue emphasizing it even if you despise me.

What gave you even the slightest illusion that humans could understand each other?

Let alone whether it can be done—are you willing to take the initiative to understand the person who gave you unspeakable pain and made you who you are now?

Human beings can never understand each other.

Man can't even understand himself!

You say you are acting like a god because you have the power of a god and know pain.very good.Then you should know that God is not only omnipotent, but also omniscient.

can you convince meUse your knowledge, your understanding, your pain, your strength.You've known me for a long time, and you know that if you can't win my soul, it's no use killing me.

In even half an hour—for the sake of the peace of the whole world, what a huge and profound proposition—would you take a moment to convince me?

Can you use reason, law, and reality to convince me that you are right?

Can you convince me that there is no hope at all in this world?

You can't, because the person you want to persuade is hope.

What is the difference between a person who only uses violence to "convince" others, and an ignorant child?

People who only understand pain and remember pain are not qualified to say that they have seen through the world.

People who only know pain are just monsters incarnated by pain, and they cannot create anything other than pain, including peace.

Do you really want peace?

Or do you just want to vent the unbearable pain in your heart?

I hope you're the former, but even if you're the latter...

You can vent your pain as much as you want, as long as you don’t increase the pain in this world, and don’t hurt others in the name of pain.

did i hurt youI hope so, because if you can still feel pain, then you are still a human being, not a god.

Even if you are a god, even if you are a god, except for you, all the people living in this land are ordinary people.No one is not in pain, but the vast majority of people are enduring all kinds of pain, big and small, hoping to have enough food today, save some money tomorrow, have a house soon, and die in the future.

Do you despise such a person?

If you despise them, leave them alone, don't let them be part of your peace, let them find their own peace.

If you deny that you despise them, then listen to them and see if they would like to live in your peace.

Is there anything other than peace in your peace?

Is there food?Do you have clothes?Do you have a house?Have a stable job?Do you have the power to choose?Is there love?Are you happy?Is there freedom?Is there a future?

Don't have to answer me.

Ask your own heart.

Ask the heart that still has pain and is still human for the time being.

This is the world you want?Or do you really not care what the world looks like, it sucks anyway, and you don't care anymore, because all you have left is pain, and pain is the only thing you have, and you can't feel anything but pain?

I'm actually happy to see an example of a man becoming a god.

But if a person becomes a god but has no mercy, only understands pain but not love, then such a god is nothing more than a pure monster.

Nothing more than that.

Don't give in to the monster inside you.

Sincerely wish you can fall in love with this world.

— Polaris”

Qiyeying took a deep breath and put down her pen. The sudden knock on the door almost made her jump up, her heart was beating fast.

Hotaru Nanaya turned her head, and at the door was Sasuke Uchiha, whose face was so dark that he had been standing there for an unknown amount of time.

"You bastard, what time is it? Are you going to go to bed after breakfast?"

Qiye Ying let out an "ah" in a daze, and the anger that had originally arisen from being frightened was exhausted like being pricked by a needle.

Uchiha Sasuke folded his hands, gave Nanaya Hotaru a cold look, turned around and closed the door, "Go to sleep."

Qiye Ying stared at the closed door for a while, then touched the back of her head, picked up the pen again, crossed out "good evening" at the beginning of the letter paper, changed it to "good morning", and drew a bracket after it, explaining in the bracket :(Sorry, my family taught me that it was too late, I think maybe you are sleeping now, so send the letter in the morning.)