Ease is the Hypnotizer of the Senses

Ease is a hypnotizer of senses

Author | Han Shao Gong

Time passes quickly, especially in the last ten years, because it has become a flower due to excessive speed, unable to see anything, and when it passes, it seems like it hasn't passed.

People all wish for a stable and comfortable life, but stability and comfort accelerate time, shorten our lives, which is a sneaky plunder. It is a dilemma.

Nietzsche said: 'If you want to make your life a little longer, put yourself in danger.' Danger, in a broad sense, including poverty, discrimination, and turmoil, can fully open our senses and multiply the absorption of information. Any movement around us is difficult to miss or escape our attention, and eventually become memories imprinted on the heart—we might as well call it the ‘sensory enhancement rule’. Only by relying on the harvest of feelings and relying on rich storage in memory, can people prove the existence of life and prove that they are different from those vegetative people in the hospital beds.

However, ease is also eroding our perception. People's pursuit of happiness is making us vegetative.

Ease is a hypnotizer of senses, it is a wonderful movie that can make you excited for a few days, a beautiful movie that makes you drowsy after repeated hundreds of times, eventually making you become a blank person on a soft and warm sofa, a person who hasn't become a vegetative person in the hospital.

These people don't have life because they don't have a 'year of hardship' but have a 'year of joy', the same days can never be the same day.

Life is awakening, it is a chance to wake up from the long night of the entire universe, everyone only has this chance. I have taken a few naps, again almost fell asleep. Therefore, I must wake myself up, activate myself, and always be able to see, hear, smell, taste, and touch something, just like when I encountered a miracle, I checked to see if I was dreaming.

I must leave this large sleeping bag at No. 99 Longquan South Road, Haikou City, wash my face, brush my teeth, and go out into the dazzling light, I know that tourism is useless, no travel is strange or dangerous, it's just a magnified review of the beautiful scenery on TV; social gatherings in bars and tea houses are also useless, any social interaction is strange or dangerous, it's just a face-to-face visibility review of the phone's greetings and formalities.

I even realize that reading and writing don't work, these word movements can nourish the brain but may waste the senses, making my eyes, ears, nose, tongue, skin, etc. prematurely decline in function.

But I found that whether it's the adventure of a hermit or the adventure of a hedonist, the lives I envy are always the lives closest to death, requiring the courage of life and the courage of death: life and death are so close.

I’m afraid of death, I’m also afraid of life, finally understand that life is no easier than death. I will certainly come up with various excuses to avoid these lives, avoid new beginnings. Responsibility for children, obligations to parents and wives, and the entrustment of friends and official duties, and work in the unit—all are valid excuses for escapists.

I can even sincerely tell myself: why do you need to make the unknown and dangerous the purpose? Is it too selfish to go out and look for a feeling?