I haven’t written an article for two months. I originally wanted to pursue a better life and embarked on a journey. I wonder if I have made a big detour?
Sometimes I look up at the vast starry sky and extremely doubt whether living is real. It is said that scientists have confirmed the existence of multi-dimensional space-time, and multi-dimensional space-time has a total of eleven dimensions. If there is a multi-dimensional space-time me in the universe, then where are the remaining "me"s? Which balance universe are they in? If there is a hand of God, why did it create things and allow these little people to explore so endlessly?
I used to have an astronomical telescope. When I saw the surface of the moon through the small observation hole for the first time, I was more than shocked. The universe is so vast and boundless, and those stars as big as sesame seeds are actually stars as bright and hot as the sun, and we are slowly crawling on this planet like maggots, and they actually say that they have been to many places and experienced many things. But in fact, most of us have never even been to the moon. So what experience should we talk about and what vision should we talk about?
I have no doubt that I am a dreamer. When I have free time, I will fall into endless imagination. The universe is so big, I really want to see it. I believe everything the scientists say. They say quantum communication, they say the folding of time and space, they say the speed of light. These are all so exciting. I really hope to see it in my lifetime, or the funeral should be in the vast universe.
In the long journey of life, we can not believe in anything, not believe in multi-dimensional space, not believe in a balanced universe, not believe in cause and effect reincarnation. But what good does that do? I believe in multi-dimensional space and the multi-dimensional theory of the universe without reservation. We are like babies in swaddling clothes, reaching out to the vast universe. No one knows the end of human beings. Is living existence virtual or just like a dream?
Everyone’s life experience seems to be distinct, but they seem to be the same. It's just that we divided it into high and low levels.
Human beings must be the most incredible biological evolution among all species. Suddenly humans became intelligent and began to explore, and then began to evolve continuously. They were divided into classes, learned to trade, and picked up gold grains from the land to form currency.
It is these money and transactions that make everything very direct. As an emotional species, we often have to give up emotional communication because of transactions, which is really uncomfortable.
I was eating in the restaurant and watched a young waiter busy. She seemed unhappy. She was performing repetitive tasks like a clock on the wall. She was running for a living and earned little respect. Every diner was elegant and well-dressed. But for being slightly inconsiderate to the waiter and showing a polite tone that suppresses dissatisfaction but is forced to do so, I wonder why this society is so indifferent? No one will see her efforts, and they think these tasks are too humble to be worth mentioning.
I was passing by a street in the city and saw a homeless man in ragged clothes. I was thinking, before you now, what ups and downs did you go through to reach your current life? Or that you have discovered the truth of life and are no longer obsessed with it?
I talked with some rich but superficial people, and they showed respect and understanding of the value of art, but they also issued an order from the side with great posture: You can say a lot, but in the end just let me make the decision.
Sometimes I design some results very carefully. I look forward to showing my customers that I am not solely interested in making money from them, but I just want to do things better and look forward to injecting a little emotion into these collaborations. But it seems that some people's attitude is very direct: since I paid the money. . .
There have also been some colleagues with whom I chatted expectantly, taking pains to show that I was not trying to extract value from them. I just hope that everyone can talk about how to become useful people to society and see if there is an opportunity for us to walk a journey together. But some people’s attitude is: Don’t talk to me about your ideals. My ideal is to get paid without having to work. . .
An older entrepreneur friend once told me that many companies in China will end up miserable. Either he will die without a burial place, or he will become a human spirit after success and will not be recognized by his relatives.
This is indeed a tough time. Some are greedy for success and love the world, some are sentimental, some are in the business world and are intoxicated with money, some are as miserable as ants struggling on the critical line of food and clothing, and some shed tears at the last moment of their lives, hoping to live another life.
Whether it is on WeChat Moments or Weibo, the generation born in the 1980s has gradually faded away. They do not seem to show their emotions as much as they used to, and they are gradually no longer willing to criticize some social behaviors. This cannot be said to be a sign of maturity. Who did not have those passionate years? However, the pressure of life is pressing down like a mountain, and gradually I understand that people are not just living for food and clothing, but that they really still have to have dreams that are a little barren.
There are many ways to teach people to follow the rules or remain unruly, and there are many kinds of personality or mediocrity, but who are we, where do we come from, and where are we going?
It is said that the universe has eleven dimensions of time and space. I unconditionally believe in the existence of these time and space, and I rightly desire to meet myself in the future or past on January 1st of a certain year.
One dimension is a line that is stationary and cannot be decomposed;
Two-dimensional is the surface that exists and is combined between two base points;
Three dimensions are three-dimensional space-time with length, width and height;
Fourth dimension is three-dimensional space-time plus timeline;
The fifth dimension is the infinite possibilities of time + space;
(Since the description is too complicated, let’s explain it to the five-dimensional space for now.)