I came back after a while, but I didn’t seem to find a particularly suitable time to write anything. In front of us is the Pearl River. The weather in the past few days has been misty and rainy, dripping and delicate. Spring should be the season for the growth of all things. The rain and dew give everything a chance to grow. If it cannot grow, it will definitely become a dead tree.
I shuttled around this city, from Tianhe to Panyu, from Xintang to Huangpu, and from Foshan to Zhongshan. Tossing back and forth every day. Go talk about some business, meet some friends, look for some opportunities and various possibilities, cheer up every day, work at sunrise and rest at sunset.
Neurotransmitter chemicals
I have been running outdoors a lot in recent years, and my thoughts have become more and more scattered. Occasionally, when I have free time, my mind is filled with thoughts about the uninhabited scenery, simple days and nights, and simple road meals, which are not delicious food.
I drank in the wilderness, stood on the highest hill Yadan to urinate, shivered in the snowstorm in the snow-capped mountains, and when I encountered a clear day, I would squint my eyes to feel the stars, and imagine the vast universe beyond my imagination. The most complicated thing floating in my mind is: What am I living for?
To be alive and have thoughts is the most incredible existence and the most fantastic journey on this planet. I type every word here, think about every past and present, worry about gains and losses, every opportunity, feel the gentle breeze and drizzle, the residual warmth of the setting sun, and think about the world of dust in all directions against the smoke and dust floating in the light and shadow, day and night. It seems to be hypocritical, but there is no need to explain it to everyone.
Thinking causes a neurochemical reaction in the brain, which is called growth or experience. When a person is thinking, there will be a "voice" in his mind that reads out his thoughts, and he will often think about many unrealistic ideas, but his physical expression must conform to the logic of a normal person. I often wonder, how old is the other self in my mind? What is his/her IQ? Is the so-called balanced universe based on neurochemical reactions?
Because I want to form a better team, I have recently recruited some people, about twenty or thirty people. They are smart, highly skilled, and have refreshing ideas. If it were the other way around, I could only whisper: There are no lone heroes in this era. If you are aloof or hesitant, you will lose some opportunities.
As for these people I know, whether they are friends, customers, or businesses, what is the [voice] in each person’s heart? Is that what they said and thought?
About physical possession
The amount of physical possessions can easily intuitively reflect a person's wealth, but possession of wealth does not represent his ability to control. Just as people with wealth do not necessarily have vibrant brain neurochemistry. A long time ago, many little people with no knowledge but courage could get some good luck. But in our generation, luck is almost based on a lot of hard power.
The regret of the times is that sometimes it is too materialistic. Material is undoubtedly important and as indispensable as air, but trees and stones also have air, so what is the use?
In the course of thousands of years of history, all physical creations can be destroyed by the baptism of time.
With bright lights and neon lights, every city is growing nervously and orderly. There is an endless stream of transactions. Many people have made profits, losses, happiness or disappointment. Some people own a mansion, some own many houses, and some occupy the best land and properties. But occasionally I open Google Earth and look at this small light blue ball. I zoom in and out many times and look at these blocks, bridges, parks and buildings. It turns out that the richest possessions are nothing more than the wings of a feather and are not worth mentioning.
These cute little people are gradually becoming more and more anxious. Spiritual food is good, but how can we be noble without physical possessions? How to sleep peacefully?