Today, I finally had a cold. I haven't had a cold for a long time. I have almost forgot the existence of a cold. But today I found a feeling of colds, let me nose, let me halt my heart, let me feel unhappy. I am from the view of the world, the Buddha's mother, from God to the Buddha's feeling, still can't reduce the feeling of the cold. Since I can't stop it, I started indulging a cold virus, letting it in my mind, let him turn in the sea in my mind, let him release his soul in my body. Will there be a soul? Yes, because I feel its soul, its soul is swallowing my soul, my soul is a little bit by it by its soul. I watched the soul of being swallowed, but I couldn't force it. I closed my eyes and gave my soul and started to dialogue to the virus. I gave it "Marxism-Leninism" and say "three representatives", but he did not slow down the speed of phagocytosis.
Will I become a virus? When all my souls are swallowed, I will become a virus? In fact, I was a virus? Zhuang Zhou Meng Butterfly, Butterfly Mengzhuang Week?
