6D virtual image

Two steamed buns, two steamed buns, a bowl of porridge and a dish of pickles are placed on the writing desk. I took the lead in taking a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, which was sure to be vegetarian, with vegetables and mushrooms. No way, we must eat, or we will starve. I wolfed down two steamed buns and left two steamed buns to eat when I was hungry. I miss the mutton skewers of Yeri Xiali, the boiled chicken of Zhending Chicken, the big bones of the three-person bone king, the braised pork of grandma's house, and the roasted wings of New Orleans in KFC. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but shed saliva. I really want to eat meat. I want to eat meat. When I go through the customs, I will definitely eat enough.

when you come, be safe. I went back to the meditation mat and started a new day of practice. It's over. I just thought about a lot of delicious food. Now I close my eyes and it's all food. Countless delicacies floated before my eyes, leaving a burst of fragrance that made my mouth water. My back suddenly loosened, and my hands couldn't help scratching. No, I'm going out to find something to eat. I left the meditation mat and strode to the door of the house. The hand touched the doorknob and shrank back. Greed is also my thought. And unconsciously fell into his own thoughts. I am a natural foodie. As long as I can afford it, I will try my best to satisfy my appetite. Not only like eating, but also greedy. For example, if I order only two dishes, I will order four, and I will either waste it or bite the bullet and eat until I can't walk. Almost every night, even if I am already in bed, I will wear clothes and go downstairs to eat supper. At two or three o'clock in the morning, wearing pajamas, sitting in the night market food stall, left-handed mutton skewers, right-handed chicken skewers, and sending them to your mouth. I went home after eating and drinking enough, and my stomach swelled uncomfortably, so I couldn't sleep. I continued to brush Tik Tok until dawn. Get up in a hurry the next day, and two panda eyes catch the subway to work. Greedy is what I have to pass.

With this in mind, I moved the meditation mat under the bed, leaned my back against the bed, straightened my spine, sat cross-legged, put my hands on my thighs, and looked at the food, flying around without being tempted. This sitting, playing for a long time, entered a fixed state. A stream of heat generated by the spine burned my whole body, and in a short time, it made me sweat all over. Because there is only one set of pajamas, I can't take it off, so I have to open my collar and let it dissipate heat. My stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable, so I went to take a dump. It's really comfortable, as if I've cleaned up my bedclothes for many years. I touched the roll of paper casually, but I accidentally slipped it from my hand. This is terrible! In the dark, I groped around, groping for the floor, and I must have lost my place. Use your quick wits. There are napkins on the water bar that you can use. Fortunately, there are napkins, otherwise you will faint.

Strangely enough, just as I was wiping my ass and sitting back on the meditation mat, Teacher Shi opened the door and walked in to deliver the meal. Without saying anything, she went straight to the desk, put down her food and closed the door. During the period of closed doors, the happiest moment is to deliver meals. I groped my way to the writing desk and smelled the familiar smell of noodles. Hey, where are the two steamed buns I left behind? It was taken away. I really want to cry, and I finally left a midnight snack. Divide by two, solve the green vegetable noodles in the bowl and sit back on the meditation mat.

I can hear the barking of dogs and motorcycles outside. I judge that it should be eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and there are about twelve hours before the next meal delivery. At first, I thought it was a big deal to sleep for seven days and seven nights. Who knows, big sleep, it is impossible to judge whether he is dreaming or waking up. Because I was asleep and dreaming in my dream. There are dreams in the dream, layer after layer. The dream I am most worried about is two nightmares that have accompanied me for more than ten years. The real pain makes me want to come to appall, and my hair stands on end. No matter lying at home, sleeping at school, or staying in a hotel, nightmares can always find me, torture me and make me frightened. The first nightmare, I was asleep in bed, and suddenly there was an invisible force that grabbed me, and then I took my teeth out, one by one, hard to pull them out. My mouth was full of blood, and I screamed with pain, clutching and crying for help. The evil force, despite my pain, continued to extract teeth and even smashed them with a hammer until I had no teeth left. I was in unbearable pain. I touched the switch of the desk lamp and turned it on, but there was nothing. But the feeling of pain is very realistic. That I must leave the light when I sleep, and sometimes, he comes when I leave the light. Moreover, he is very powerful, and Buddhist incantations are no match for him. I tried to recite Buddhist scriptures in my dreams and other spells, trying to repel him, but I found it in vain. The torture of more than ten years has never stopped. If the closed night comes, I really don't know how to deal with him. The same is true of another nightmare, where they take turns to go into battle. In my sleep, I was pulled up from the bed by an invisible force, pulled to a high place, dropped, and when I thought I was going to die, I was caught again, thrown again, and then twisted my body, turned my head down, and turned around in the air, making me dizzy and shouting to stop. He didn't care, he continued to drag me to a high place and left me hard. It seems that I am his ball, throwing it around and having fun. I will pinch his hand and grab his arm, but it will have no effect on him. He was tired of playing before he threw me back to bed and left contentedly. I was so frightened that I opened my eyes and found that the room was empty. These two nightmares have haunted me for more than ten years. I once suspected that it had something to do with my previous life. I don't know what evil I did in my previous life, which led to my continued punishment in my dreams in this life.

the answer is always coming out, but no one will tell me. I have consulted monks in temples and visited priests in churches. They are awkward and just let me read more scriptures, or Buddhist scriptures, or the Bible. I have copied the Shurangama Sutra and recited the Old Testament poems. But it has no effect on nightmares. They are like two huge stones in my heart, which make me breathless.

in a trance, I came to an open-air bar. In the bar, there is passionate rock music, and there are many handsome guys and beautiful women. They are laughing, singing and dancing. Below the bar is a swimming pool where many children play. There is a dance floor in the center, and several couples are dancing. I sat opposite a blonde, who looked at me with a glass in her hand. A polite waiter asked me what to drink. I visually observed the girl opposite and said that she was just like her. The waiter got the message and retired. The surface is peaceful, but something is wrong. People here are repeating the same actions and saying the same things. At the next table, the father reprimanded his son, as if his son was taking drugs. He was heartbroken and called him an unfilial son. But repeated and repeated, saying the same thing. Even the children in the swimming pool below have been in the same area, with duck swimming rings and the same laughter. The men and women on the dance floor repeated the same steps and walked exactly the same way. There is also a man staring at a lottery ticket, crying and laughing, looking particularly strange. I tried to wave it in front of the blonde with my right hand. Without moving her eyes, she smiled and picked up the glass, then put it down and picked it up again. I touched her hand in fear and trembling, and she melted slowly like a candle. The music stopped immediately, and the people around it entered a state of dissolution, including the children in the swimming pool and the men and women on the dance floor. Originally, people were human, but now they are distorted and deformed, which is particularly terrible. I fell to the ground in surprise. At this time, the waiter came up with a cocktail. He put the wine on the table, pulled me up, and said shyly, I'm sorry, sir, we are all virtual images here, and I forgot to tell you that nothing can be touched here. It's my dereliction of duty. I'll give you this glass of wine for free. Then he took out his walkie-talkie and said something. Then spray water everywhere, on the floor, on the wine table and in the center of the swimming pool. It's not water, it's red unknown liquid. How dare I keep drinking? I ran downstairs, found a bike and ran away quickly. The road behind him is full of red liquid, like molten slurry in a volcano, spreading bit by bit and devouring houses and trees. I rode very fast, and the molten slurry bit me tightly.

I don't know how long I rode, but I came to another world. Wan Li is cloudless and bright here. There is a huge sun in the sky, and its infinite light shines on the whole earth. Where is this? I asked. A voice told me that this is your original face and your original home. Behind you, everything is a virtual image. I looked back, and the bottomless molten river, on the other side, was a virtual image of the neon lights that I had just fled. The virtual image has come back to life, and rock music and laughter have attracted people to the past again. I couldn't help taking a step, and suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out in the molten slurry and pulled me down. I struggled hard, and he pulled me deep. Red liquid poured into my seven holes, and I couldn't breathe, as if I was going to suffocate.

I coughed a few times and woke up from meditation. Everything is a virtual image. I recalled the picture just now and thought about this sentence. Although the virtual image is realistic, it will break at the touch. Stare at the virtual image, and it will trap you forever. And close to the truth, out of reach It's like a 6D movie. It's hard to tell the truth from the false. It's important that I always remind myself that I am an audience, and I can't be immersed in it, nor can I act with those virtual images. I am the big sun.

after a night, Mr. Shi swiped his card to deliver the meal, crept to the desk, put down the meal and prepared to leave. I asked, where is Teacher Huang? Teacher Shi replied softly, in the next room, do you want to see her? I'll get it. Soon after Mr. Shi left, Mr. Huang walked into my house. She asked, how was your evening? I replied, not so good, I had a bunch of strange dreams. Although I knew I couldn't leave before seven days, I still asked her, can I leave? She said with a smile, there are still three days, you should practice well, and don't worry about other things. I said, I am afraid that the nightmare that has tortured me for more than ten years has come. What should I do? She said, come when you come, just observe quietly. And I said, I'm afraid I can't beat them. She said, you have gone deep, you can do it, come on. With that, she closed the door and left. What will I experience in three days? Will nightmares come to me?