When you wake up, how do you distinguish between dreams and reality?
Pain? Vague memories? A scene without details?
What if in a dream, your feelings and everything were the same as in reality? Will you choose to fall into a dream forever?
What if... The dream is eroded by darkness... And the only way to truly wake up is with death as the dividing line?
As the white cat dies day after day, he is gradually no longer threatened by pain. Every time he struggles to survive, his will to survive can always defeat his dead body. When he thought that his own world was the only one in the world that was so weird and he was about to accept such a fate, he met someone who had the same problem as him.
Did God finally begin to take pity on him?
Or secretly dancing for his deeper fall.
The normal world is ordinary and boring. Fall into a dream, only the irrational can bring surprises, and the weird can survive.
Intention: Living without sobriety is a kind of bravery