Chapter 4 three

You know, people who are good at avenging themselves and generally good at protecting themselves—how, say, do they do it?We assume that they were suddenly filled with a feeling of vengeance, of which nothing else existed in them.Such a gentleman will, like a maddened bull, lower his horns and go straight for his goal, unless there is a wall in front of him to stop him. (By the way, such gentlemen, i.e. mindless men of action, have to throw in the towel when they hit a wall. The wall is not an excuse for them, for example, not like us People who do nothing; for them the wall is not an excuse for turning back, an excuse that people like us, although we don't believe in ourselves, always welcome it. No, They have surrendered in all sincerity. The wall has a calming, morally reassuring, reconciling power to them, and probably also some sort of mystical magic... But we'll talk about the wall later.) Yes, you, Such a mindless person is what I consider to be a real, normal person, and his loving mother—the nature that kindly brought him into the world, hopes to see him like this.I am very jealous of such a person, so jealous that my anger rises, and I can't help myself.Such people are stupid, and I don't mean to argue with you, but maybe, a normal person should be stupid, why do you say no?It might even be too beautiful.I am even more convinced that my suspicion is correct. For example, let us take the antithesis of a normal person as an example, that is, this person has a strong consciousness. Of course, he does not come from the bosom of nature, but from the retort (this already bordering on mysticism, gentlemen, but I doubt it too), the man who comes out of the retort sometimes bows to his own antithesis to such an extent that even with his own strong Consciousness, but willingly thinks that he is not a person, but a mouse.Although he is a rat with a strong sense, he is a rat after all, and this is about a human being, so... and so on.Above all, he himself, he insisted on thinking of himself as a mouse; no one asked him to be a mouse; and that was very important.Now let's look at the mouse in action.Suppose, for example, that it too has been insulted (and it almost always feels insulted) and wants revenge.It is full of resentment, even more resentment than I'homme de la nature et de la verite.The base and low desire to return evil for evil to those who insulted it is perhaps more intractable in it than in I'homme de la nature et de la verite, because I'homme de la nature et de la verite, because of his natural stupidity, thinks that his vengeance is nothing but an act of justice; but the mouse, because of his strong consciousness, denies that it is a matter of justice or injustice.It is finally time for action and revenge.In addition to its own first baseness, the unfortunate mouse has created around itself a host of other basenesses in the form of questions and doubts: it adds to each problem a great many more unresolved problems, and cannot help finding its way around it. There is a mortal mass of fetid filth surrounding it, a filth of its doubts, and finally, the mindless men of action standing majestically around it, laughing loudly at it, judges and dictators. The identity of the author spewed contempt at it repeatedly.Needless to say, he waved his paw, ignored everything, and slipped disgracefully into his burrow with a feigned contemptuous smile that he did not even believe.There, in its ghastly, foul-smelling basement, our insulted, beaten, and ridiculed mouse was at once plunged into a cold, vicious, and above all, ceaseless resentment.For forty years in a row, it will recall every insult it has suffered, bit by bit, down to the last detail that makes it feel shameful, and each time it uses its own imagination to deliberately add some more shameful details to viciously tease itself and itself. stimulate yourself.It will also be ashamed of its own imagination, but it still recollects everything carefully, ponders one by one, and fabricates things out of thin air, forcing some things that have never happened to itself. nor forgive.Perhaps, it will take revenge, but it is often trivial, petty, hiding behind the stove, sneaking, even it does not believe that it is qualified to revenge, let alone that its revenge will be successful, and it knows in advance Because of its attempt to take revenge, the pain it suffers will be a hundred times that of the person it wants to take revenge on, and the person it takes revenge on may not even feel it.When it dies it recalls everything again, with the accrued interest of the whole time and ... But it is in this cruel, repulsive half-despair, half-belief, in this During the forty years of deliberately burying myself alive in the basement because of pain, in this desperation of my own situation that I deliberately created, but after all, it makes people feel somewhat suspicious, and in this desire to shrink into my heart In the unsatisfied resentment, in this constant wavering, making up his mind, but regretting it after a minute-this is exactly what I mean. The essence of a strange pleasure.The matter is so subtle, and sometimes so intelligible, that it may be incomprehensible to the less mentally retarded, or even to the strong of nerves. "Perhaps those who have never been slapped will, too," you might add with a grin, politely suggesting to me that I might have been slapped once in my life, so I say this Only then will you look like an expert.I bet you must think so.But rest easy guys, I didn't get slapped, although I don't care what you think about it.Maybe I still feel sorry for myself, because I have rarely been slapped in the face by others in my life.But that is enough, Hugh will return to this subject which is of great interest to you.

I want to go on calmly about those nervous men who know nothing of a delicate pleasure, and in some special cases, for example, these gentlemen can roar like a bull, and, let's say, it is possible to give They brought great honor, but, as I have said, they also had to die at once because it was impossible.Does "impossible" mean encountering a stone wall?What is this stone wall?Well, it goes without saying that this is the law of nature, the conclusion of natural science, mathematics.For example, they will prove to you that you were transformed from a monkey, so you have to accept this fact without frowning.They will also prove to you that, in fact, a drop of fat in you must be worth a hundred thousand times more to you than the same thing in someone else, and that all so-called virtues and duties, as well as other Delusion and prejudice will eventually be resolved, you just accept this fact honestly, there is no way, because two times two makes four is mathematics.It is irrefutable.

"I'm sorry," they'll yell at you, "it's impossible to object: two times makes four! Nature doesn't ask you for advice; she doesn't care what you want, she doesn't care whether you like it or not." What law is it. You must accept it, and therefore you must accept all the consequences of it as it is. If it is a wall, it is a wall... and blah, blah." Lord God, if I The reason is that I don't like these laws of nature and two times two makes four. What do these laws of nature and arithmetic have to do with me?Of course, I can't break through such a wall with my forehead. Even if I am really powerless to break through it, I will never give up with it. The reason is simply because I have encountered a stone wall and I am alone. Weak and powerless.

It seems that such a stone wall has really become a kind of consolation for me, and it really contains some kind of reconciliation of sword storage and Ma Fangnanshan, and the only reason is that two times makes four.Oh, what absurdity!If you understand everything, everything, all impossibilities and stone walls, it will be completely different; you hate tolerance and accommodation, then you will fight to the end with these impossibilities and these stone walls. It's all right not to budge; and if you draw the most repulsive conclusions from the most logical inferences that are inevitable, it seems, after all, that you are at fault even for hitting a stone wall, though obvious and clear, There is nothing wrong with you at all, so you can only grit your teeth silently and helplessly, become insensitive and happy in inertia, thinking that even if you want to take anger on others, there is no one to take it; I can't find it, maybe I will never find it, there is cheating here, there is bag swapping, in short, it's a mess here - I don't know what is or who is who, but even though you don't know anything You know, you will still feel pain if there is a bag swap and mischief, the more things you don’t know, the more pain you will feel in your heart!