death is coming

When the show first started, I was surprised because it was in a playground, with puppets, portraits, and masks - I had a nightmare a few days ago - like a cartoon movie, there are always puppets in front of me. Running back and forth, these colorfully dressed puppets shuttled through the gorgeous background. I saw them use a thin and tough steel wire to increase the strength of the cute little girl's head and finally break it from the neck, leaving it behind. The head of the short-haired girl with neat bangs lost its support and fell heavily on his small shoulders, then fell again, and rolled over my feet; I saw the big, bright blue eyes of the clumsy puppet flow out of their sockets, following him. The scarlet gowns flowed down; I saw this group of hilarious puppets dance strange dances, and suddenly they would rip off their limbs. His own dream seemed to imply that the death of the god of death would take place in a place full of joy and excitement, so he was fully prepared to see the tragic scene that the girl foresaw.
Said that this one is a breakthrough. The most intuitive, this time should be dead clean. But we should see more than that.
Death's pursuit - evil; Death's footsteps - no one can match; Death's plan - doomed. On the one hand, it gave us sufficient clues and preparations, as if the god of death kindly gave us hints and conditions, so that we could fight against our own destiny; - A game arranged by death, an unfair game - the rules are set by him, the ending is set by him, and even the playmates are set by him. It's just a big joke, it's you. What's unacceptable is that you have to watch how you die, and then no matter how hard you try, you can't resist the same death scene. He knew how he would die, and then suffered mental torment before death. After some struggles, he faced the arrangement of the god of death in despair and helplessness. What I can't bear is the desperate ending in this death.
Will our whole life be one big joke? Living under the control and arrangement of a force that we are not autonomous, in fact, the personality choices we think belong to us are also arranged by that force?
The god of death walked in his dark cloak, as if it was a wake-up call, constantly ringing in my ears - how can I break through the fog and find my own way in a short amount of time? !
Mumu

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