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I died in the bathtub, stabbed to death.
He died in a lunatic asylum, burned to death.
We all have our own obsessions and evil intentions, and none of us is innocent.
By chance, we met in the consciousness of others,
The undercurrent of reality, the distorted and struggling dream subconscious, the collapsed and broken primitive genes, and the ensuing mysterious world of consciousness expose the truest human nature.
When all distortions become a thing of the past, the lost ghosts will eventually be redeemed.
In fact, the so-called others are just five dead skins.
In fact, I just want to dig out for you the bloody iceberg of consciousness that is deep in reality.