[Journey to the West] The Great Emperor of Snark, Underrated for Years

It was horrifying to see the end. I thought Jin Chanzi would be able to change something after all these twists and turns, but in the end nothing changed. He actually became a silent Buddha. The real Guanyin pointed out that the protagonist's six roots were impure, but if he were a real Buddha, he should have been able to see such a thing, but no one pointed it out. I'm afraid that no one in the world is real, because real Buddhas are silent and don't care about anything. Fake Guanyin, fake Mahatma, and fake Hui'an direct one drama after another, like individual puppets.

In this way, in the vast heaven, there is actually only one "god" in the vast heaven, Nanhai Guanyin, who has truly become a pure, heartless and heartless "god" with six roots. The fake Bodhisattvas and the other gods and Buddhas filling the heaven are just people living in the sky. The human world is like child's play to the gods, and they are also like child's play to themselves. These are all child's play. Those greed, anger, delusion, love, hatred, and hatred that gnaw at the heart and lungs are all dust and smoke in the past, and they are all "past" that can be thrown away at will. They are even more pathetic than humans. Human beings are just mayflies in the world. From birth to death, they have to abandon and forget their past selves again and again. At the same time, they also abandon their emotions and original intentions. Time and time again, they regard things that were once regarded as Mount Tai as as light as feathers, and then gradually become numb in this endless time. What else can cause fluctuations in their hearts? They gradually become villains, treating insignificant little things as a spice in their ordinary life, and becoming accustomed to such an ordinary life, because the real "big" things have been consumed in their hearts. They don't love others anymore, just like they don't love themselves. They have lost their "meaning". The real Guanyin of the South China Sea is probably not the kind of god who has "great love and compassion". He just doesn't act like a villain and throws away the bad things that belong to "people". However, all the "meanings" and "emotions" of "gods" have long been worn away, just like other gods and Buddhas in heaven. Guanyin of the South China Sea becomes a "god", just not a "human being". It reminds me of "a paper full of absurd words and a handful of bitter tears" in Red Mansions. This is indeed a page full of nonsense. The difference is that all of us and them are too numb to wipe away a handful of bitter tears. Cry your tears, and then laugh through them.

I may have gone crazy, After reading this article, I didn't feel too depressed or happy. I just found a very satisfying article. Now that I've finished reading it, I don't know where the next interesting article will be, so I plan to keep looking for it. Everything in this world has no meaning, everything is empty. What people thought in the past, now, and in the future has no meaning. But we exist, the world, the universe, the heavens and the earth have existed throughout the ages. The organic matter in the primitive ocean gave birth to cells, and the cells evolved into animals and plants. The life of our human society today is just an extended by-product of gene duplication, inheritance and continuation of instincts in a coincidence that has never appeared on tens of millions of planets. It does not need any meaning at all. Then the meaning is not important at all. I think, therefore I am, which does not mean that I am thinking, so I exist, but that you can doubt everything but cannot doubt your own existence, then it exists, it just exists, no reason is needed.

Point of view: The protagonist is dragged to take care of the secular world. He really does not have to take care of anything and has incense. Maybe other gods and Buddhas are like this too.

In the end, Hui'an only wanted a Bodhisattva to show his true master-disciple love and walk peacefully. He must have lost hope in gods. In addition, I think that the fake Guanyin was actually the opportunity, but he was eventually assimilated.

After reading it, I feel disappointed I feel like my efforts are the same as theirs, but in fact, everything is meaningless in the end. They will not die, but people will die, but they remain the same day after day, year after year. It's a bit sad. Many things are like this. On the surface, everyone is happy, but on the inside, they are extremely absurd.

The best he is, even if he rebels against this heaven, he can't figure out how to continue next. Just like this, it's like boiling a frog in warm water. The huge, twisted and unscrupulous things distort everyone, even the great sage can't escape. What is true and what is false? It doesn't matter anymore. Anyway, Guanyin, who is sitting on the lotus platform now, is neither a god nor a human being. He may just be a puppet under twisted rules. The so-called time travel is more like an illusion that paralyzes oneself, because nothing has changed. There were also headaches and auditory hallucinations that Tuashi had at that time. He was probably making a final struggle, but it was obvious that the "human" side was completely dead. As for what was left, the final outcome has already been told to us.

I haven't read such a good article in a long time. To me, the protagonist is indeed not a Buddha. He is more like a person who has been suppressed for a long time. His emotions have nowhere to vent, and he can't express them in his heart, nor can he change them. This makes me feel very sad. I know the author did not mean this, but every time I compare it, I find that our lives are also like this. Who is not afraid of the stone monkey with sharp edges and corners? In the end, everyone has the edges rounded by life and becomes the Guanyin in the article. Survival is inherently difficult, and we can only face it with a seemingly good attitude, pretending that we know nothing and understand nothing. I used to think that the most important thing for a person is freedom. If you can't keep your inner freedom, it would be better to die than live. Now I think people need money. Without money, you don't even have any freedom, so money is more important than freedom. I don't know what my mentality will be 30 years later. Thanks to the author for the good article. I did feel a little rushed at the end. The emotions accumulated here. The final climax did not help me to vent it. Instead, it felt sour, numb and painful in my heart. But that doesn't stop it from being a good article. I like it very much. Thank you for this encounter.

Real gods and Buddhas are separated from people. They don't see sorrow or joy, and they don't see the secular world. They only pay attention to people.

It's healing and depressing, but I like it so much. I always like happy endings. I think the best ending is one that has gone through hardships but is still fresh and high-spirited, and can even change the world. But I know that the author's ending is the best. Everything in the world is not perfect. This is reality. It's just a little uncomfortable.