Chapter 39 Chapter 2 The Evil of the City (5)

"Where did you get the mind of God?" Jill asked back. "Superman's there." "Sad solipsist, you've been poisoned by Nietzsche," Jill said. "What's wrong? How do you know your poison isn't my wine?" "I don't care about superman, I don't talk about God, I believe in fate." Suyuan said, "To me, this sea of ​​lights looks like a sky full of stars, and the stars are attracted by gravity and affect each other's lives. The karma between each star is very long-term. Today you see that the pull to the east may be the reaction force left by another star that went west a thousand years ago. The predestined stars continue to reunite and achieve each other. Direction. The tens of thousands of tractions will not stop until each star finds its eternal trajectory and forms a state of perfect balance.

"We are the predestined stars, and the fate of the previous life is fulfilled in this life. We all come to the world to cultivate with unfinished homework. After completing one lesson, we are one step closer to consummation. We are destined to meet because of the homework in this life. There are many problems in each other, we must meet each other, encounter problems, and then use our lives to seek answers. If we can’t find the answer, then we will meet again in the next life.” "Then I will never find the answer." Xiaoye said, her voice was so soft that no one could hear it.

"I think this sea of ​​lights is like boiling bubbles in a pot." Marty said, "It's peeling and peeling, some are rising up, some are sinking, but everyone is pushing and fighting desperately in the pot." Stretch yourself. They think there is a wide space above. The fate of the bubbles is the same, the abomination is the same, who told us that we are all in the pot? The pressure in the pot is the same regardless of the upper and lower layers, because this is a pressure cooker. I don't want this typical In life, it seems that we are all puppets on a huge stage, acting so vividly that we forget that we are in the play. In fact, our destiny is not in our own hands. Work, work, make money, make money, the script is like this. This It is a boring script, but everyone is rushing to be the protagonist, and no one is willing to play a role. Everyone is trying to create an identity and life that everyone can recognize, but forget how they want to live. No one Freedom, I am eager to find freedom, but what happens if it pops out of the pot? Bubbles can only burst, become air, and become a gust of wind. The wind may be free, I don’t know, how does a bubble imagine the wind What about freedom?"

"There is freedom in the pot. Let me tell you where freedom is." Cane said, he took out his heavy wallet and threw it in front of Marty's eyes, "Here is freedom. This is money. As much money, there is as much space. As long as you are in the space that belongs to you, and no one can control you, you are free." "What if your freedom meets mine?" Hai'an also threw out his wallet.Apparently, his leather jig carries too much weight. "Limited freedom is not real freedom. Freedom is here." Hai'an pointed to his mind. Xiaoye reached out to pick up Hai'an's wallet, opened it, and whispered: "Brother Ke, who is this person?"

Everyone leaned over to look, there was a photo in the wallet, in the photo was a man, a bearded young man. "Is this you? Brother Ke." Xiaoye said. The bust of the man in the photo is wearing a strange robe, and the sky behind him is very blue.The man's facial features are very handsome, and he looks almost like Hai'an, but this is not Hai'an, his body looks much thinner than Hai'an. "Oh, it's unbelievable, it really looks like Ye." Su Yuan said. To Marty's surprise, Hai'an, who never cared about anything, hesitated.He put away his wallet and continued to look up at the starry sky without speaking.

"It was a weird guy he met in Madagascar, no name, no one knew him," said Jill. "Then do you know him, Brother Ke?" Xiaoye asked. Hai quietly looked at the night sky, and after a long time, said: "I don't know." "Let me tell you," Jill said, "this man is unknown to anyone, and he wanders alone in the plains of South Sisar, Madagascar. He never speaks, he just wanders. The local indigenous people call him Jesus, which is a joke in his name." Mostly, because he wears a long robe and has long beard and long hair. In my opinion, this is a hippie, a hippie wandering around the world, too decadent, so decadent that he doesn’t even bother to talk.”

Marty wanted to ask Hai An to let her see the photos again, but she knew Hai An would not show them again.Marty's heart soared to the height of the stars in the night sky.There, it is infinitely cold and infinitely vast.Ah, this silent hippie roaming around Madagascar, through the photos, Marty saw in his eyes a tranquility he had never experienced before. "This sea of ​​lights looks like a group of cockroaches. Their smooth wings reflect light in the night sky." Hai'an said, "Have you heard of the famous Bodry experiment? A group of cockroaches were raised in a closed giant bottle, Sufficient supplies, let them reproduce freely. The more cockroaches reproduce, the more water and food are given in the bottle. The only thing that remains the same is the size of the bottle. The cockroaches are too crowded, living layer by layer, but the supply Not lacking. As a result, the cockroaches were all degenerated, their wings were weak, their intelligence declined, and most of their original behavioral instincts were lost, but they did not die, they still reproduced, and tenaciously continued the life of the whole body. In the end, Bodry concluded , the cockroaches have all degenerated into idiots for lack of space.

"The evil of this city is that it is too crowded. There is no room for it. Everyone is doing everything they can to fight for space. But at the same time, they have encountered narrowing of thinking and degeneration of spirit. The so-called turf war, the so-called values The communalization of the world all stems from this crowding. If you can’t leave the city, if you can’t learn to escape metaphysically, if the crowding continues, the result will be irreversible corruption. Look at this group of cockroaches! Shaking their wings , live in groups, continue to reproduce complacently, continue to increase the degree of crowding, and continue to accelerate the extinction of species."

"So why don't you just leave and make this city a little less crowded? You American with a US passport?" Jill asked. "Whether it's crowded or dying, I want to experience this destruction with enthusiasm. I stay in Taipei because this is the city I hate the most." "I think Taipei is not bad." Cane said, "This sea of ​​lights is like a sparkling diamond. Where can I find such a dense wealth? Don't tell me you don't love money, you all love it. You need money to sit here , You need money to live, you need money even to breathe, you just don’t bother to say it, but I dare.”

Rattan stood up and walked to the very edge of the hillside, overlooking the entire Taipei City. "Money! It's all money if you copy it down! I want to make money!" Rattan's cry echoed on the hillside, "I-love-Tai-bei!"