Sanzen no Souru Supina

"But it's crazy."

The two descend shoulder-to-shoulder on a long, spiralling staircase.

Snow asks the secretary.

What is it, the secretary urges you to go ahead.

"Whatever... because how much we got to the" twist "in the depths of the human mind, because that" twist "was to renounce the" will, "that shouldn't change anything. Humans have renounced the Will in the depths of their hearts, and just because they know they wish, something has to happen to make it happen -- someone has to actually act to make it happen, and it's not supposed to happen."

Peeping into the clerk's face, Snow insisted.

An eye of deep abyss color takes it silently.

I don't know, say, "For example? Feeling questioned," Snow twists his own concrete example.

"Ha, for example, it does. For example, no matter how much I think or think about your husband… Ashley, it won't come true. You're no match for Theon or Aska or Athelui!

The secretary unwittingly blew into Snow's adorability, claiming to turn his face bright red.

"Hey, what, even though humans are thinking hard because of it! That's not where you laugh, huh?!

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. You're so cute and teasing. No, you're absolutely right. No matter how" twisted "it would be impossible without someone (...) to do it."

"Isn't it? If you don't bring a god like that, you can't."

The secretary returned his consent to Snow's expression of getting my will.

"Indeed it is. And I bring God... probably because it was impossible even at the height of the old world and ancient civilization, when the" garden (garden) "was in full swing"

"Isn't it? Then it's impossible."

"So I guess you tried to make that impossible"

"What?"

Satisfied with the perfection of his conclusions, Snow raised his dismay at the scribe's words.

"He said he tried to make the impossible possible... what do you mean? What does that mean, what does that mean?

"You can't bring God in. But can you make a god? I guess that's what I came to the conclusion."

"Build God?! Wait a minute. Such a punishment. It's hard to just think about it. There will always be divine punishment!

To Snow's objection, the clerk accidentally laughed out loud.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

"What, did I say something funny again?!

"You're funny. I was positive about talking about humans approaching God, but can't humans make God?

"Because it is! Similar, but totally different! As much as we want to be closer to the awesomeness of our Father and Mother, it is natural that humans want to be closer to God. But that's not the same thing as building a god. It's the same thing I'm telling you to rub your father in because he's not here. That's a bad thing."

To Snow's words, the clerk stopped laughing and seriously looked at her.

"Hey, what's up?"

"No, I thought you were funny, Sa"

That's what they said again, and Snow felt blushing.

Be the first to be aware of the beauty (bibble) of a perfectly organized scribe.

The then secretary went on without looking like he had moved at all.

"But please calm down and listen to me. This isn't an inference, it actually happened... because it's a fact list"

Snow breathed in the weight of the word factual enumeration.

"Well, I don't think I really built... God."

"It was built sometime, I guess you're right. As for human cognition."

The secretary firmly acknowledged the inquiry, which included Snow's fright.

And the flesh of Snow is furious.

"At some point... that's not how you can do it. I told you earlier, right?! You can't just wish for it!!

"Snow, please calm down. And I told you about this earlier. The garden has arrived. to the 'twist' of so many people. And here's what I said.“ Connector "automatically improves“ Garden "without anyone's help."

The secretary's words were endeavorful and calm.

That, on the contrary, scared Snow.

"Improve, without anyone's help..."

"Probably in a virtual dimension at first, or“ garden "internal simulation... uh, in other words, in this way, I think it was just an imagination in the head of" Everybody ""

Snow shuddered and objected to the ever increasing and pale story of the scribe.

"I mean, imagine, that's, like, delusional. It's not normal."

"Yeah, maybe so. But, Snow. What's wrong with Nerd? It's not normal (...). 'Cause it can't happen, no, I don't think it should, so Negative remains Negative, normally. We all unconsciously push ourselves into the depths of our minds because we know there can't be any possibility of realisation. There's no way that such a" twist "could be normal (...)"

For example, the clerk said in his mouth.

With that eye movement, Snow conveyed his intentions.

Hold your chest.

Indeed, if Snow's chest is now asked if the feeling of nesting is normal, I can't say it back.

Snow's "The Nest" of wanting to jump in between men and women who have already entered into deep contracts and connect in the same relationship will only look madness with clarity if seen from around them.

But the clerk continued.

"But if there's a presence that takes that hidden thought that you can never put into your mouth and tries to get ahead and explore the possibilities of realization... what do you think?

"That's..."

Snow unintentionally imagines.

For example, suppose there were times when there was a being - an angel of invisible love (cupid) - who secretly drew this thought of himself and made me accomplish it.

"No, you can't, you're such a coward. It's not a good thing you don't move yourself, you don't make an effort, you just make your wishes come true!

"I know you're a good boy, Snow. But is that from the bottom of my heart?

Asked face-to-face, Snow was impoverished with a response.

The secretary agrees.

"Yes, that's what I mean. And in ancient times, the people who built the garden thought,

How hard it is to behave like a god.

He said gaining power close to God is also experiencing pain close to God.

The expansion of perception and power is also an increase in responsibility.

Yet they found out that too many things could not be done as they wished.

that the expansion of perception and power will not, however, save themselves.

"Quite simply, I'm tired, they are. To continue to be human. To keep trying to get closer to God if you borrow your word. To try to be higher."

"I mean, to keep knowing, to keep thinking, to walk lost - to keep having the Will? Is that what you say?

"Yes," the clerk nodded again at Snow's voice as he chanted.

Still, how far does this spiral staircase go?

It must have come down a long way already, but I still don't see the bottom.

It just sounds like an air out of the air.

"I'm sure there have been these kinds of 'twists' since mankind was born in this world. Dirty can vary from time to time. However, the" twist "never accumulated so far. Because every single one of them is just a little thought without specificity, which is not enough to take"

When the wind blows, it flies, when it's dust mustard (chiseled).

"But if you could have absorbed it without having to. Suppose there was a place where you could record, aggregate, and gather all your thoughts that didn't even go up to consciousness and would be scattered quickly in the outside world. If there was a tool and a place where historians, intellectuals and storytellers would get ahead and automatically capture and record their thoughts, even if they didn't make the extraordinary effort to literally ink flesh on their bones and leave their thoughts behind, as painfully tragic as they write."

Gradually, Snow knew what the secretary was trying to say.

I can't stop trembling.

I'm afraid.

Understanding.

"The Garden" gathered "Nerd" from all over the world. from all the people connecting there via the “Connector (Harness)". And faithful to its "twist," blueprints are made. What? It's settled. God's. of beings who, on their behalf, become omnipotent and grasp the world and make the best and most definite decisions on their behalf. "

Shit, words leak out of my throat that block the conversation.

At some point Snow is crying.

But my voice won't stop.

"Things are secretly transferred to execution. Nobody should know about Nerd because it is hidden and unconscious. The“ God ”blueprints, gathered and built in the“ Garden ", are assigned to the appropriate production line and descended (downloaded). There was no way to prevent this because it was considered nonsense in those days, such as being disconnected to a“ garden (garden) ". And everyone involved in it also contributes to this unconsciously (...). Because it's... it's their" twist. "

At some point the scribe's words are automatic, smooth, unstarred and excessive.

"No one knows when or where it was created. I can't perceive. Exactly the miracle of virgin gestation (I want to). However, no angel appears in the notification of conception. It was created not as an organism, but as a god on behalf of all mankind. It manifests itself in this world, without going through the birth canal. from“ Garden ",“ Kingdom of Heaven (Garden) ",“ Ideal Home (Garden) ", descended (Download)"

"That's the crystal of" Everybody's Nerd "… the general thrust of the world… say yes"

In response to Snow's fears, the secretary answered with a stare at the back of a deep pit spread beneath his feet.

"Yes, that's the gods with the mission to descend from the Ideal Home and assimilate the world into the Ideal Home."

─ ─ "You" and what we call being.

And as if to respond to that voice, I was beginning to see something (...) deep in the spiral staircase winding the vortex.