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0032. The Throne of Self

4.22-3-PM10:20

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night is boundless.

"Is the power of discipline?"

To be honest, Pei Weinian didn't know much. He took off his mask and the oral gums that were missing cheeks were exposed.

When he first met Di Yu, he heard him talk about the secret of controlling potential monsters in his heart, but it was only effective for him and others could not do it at all.

The center of Foucault’s thought is discipline and power.

There is a semicircular panoramic open-view prison where the prison guards can see all the prisoners, but the prisoners cannot see the prison guards.

When the prisoner is not sure whether the prison guard is looking at him, he will remain calm even if he is not looking at him.

Let the prisoner monitor himself.

This is the power of discipline.

Prisons, factories, schools, barracks, hospitals and other places can all be regarded as another form of panoramic open-view prison.

Disciplinary power is not based on authority, and most of the time it is not even based on punishment, but a dissemination of knowledge and morality, and capillary carpet-like extravagance to every corner of the world.

Make people "tamed".

Disciplinary power is not only reflected in these superficial things. This kind of terrifying thing is far beyond people's imagination. It can even penetrate the soul and intervene, intervene and operate thoughts in a hidden way. People think that they are thinking, but in fact they are achieving a "show of thinking" according to discipline power.

Since the elimination of feudal society, people no longer subordinate to the emperor or to the throne, and it seems that they have been liberated.

But the enlightenment of thought made discipline and power conquer the world.

The so-called ideological enlightenment means that people who are educated, thoughtful, and civilized and noble people who are free from low-level interests. There is no doubt about this.

But the ideas of the previous era may not be good to continue to the next generation. For example, the Nana regime used an example. In an evil and morbid Fax society, one must be a noble racial egalitarian. So who is the bad guy?

Even the wisdom, morality, and thought of predecessors are a kind of discipline and power.

In fact, people don’t know what success is. Your definition of success is just others’ definition of success. The concepts in your mind are instilled by others. It’s just that others tell you that even if you have money, even if you marry a perfect opposite sex, you will take it for granted and regard it as your own thoughts and believe it without doubt.

In fact, you have never had your own insights into success, you just imitate the success of others, and are dominated by things other than your "absolute subject" and tame yourself.

Whether you replace success with worldview, values, or outlook on life, it also applies. Even if others tell you to make independent judgments, all the basic knowledge based on your independent judgment is instilled by another "other".

People only conduct a "thinking performance" in accordance with discipline and power throughout their lives.

Ideological enlightenment puts the whole world in the perpetual motion of power and becomes part of disciplined power.

This power machine is powerful enough to dominate the world and declares the fate of human civilization.

The ultimate horror of discipline power is that in the process of discipline, the party who disciplines others disappears.

In modern times, the power of discipline is no longer the power of anyone, it is not the power of anyone, it is not the power of the emperor to discipline his people, it is not the power of parents to children, nor the discipline of leaders to employees.

Disciplinary power is a symbol, it only represents itself, and is empty on the throne behind people, and no one sits there.

It can even be said to some extent that human beings have perished, and all these things in the world are still operating in discipline and power itself.

But for brave people, human civilization is still thriving, but everyone has an extremely difficult throne about themselves in their hearts.

What Di Zhuo had to do was to dismantle his own discipline and power, break the superstition of outdated ideas and old knowledge, and break the historical superstition of "moving from barbarism to civilization".

He used to rely on reason to recognize and judge the world, but he no longer needed it after being infected with the curse of blood epidemic. He wanted to dismantle his reason and dismantle power buried deep in his heart. He only used the spiritual vision and insight brought by blood epidemic to understand the "truth" and sat on the "throne" of his own essence.

Pei Weinian didn’t know whether Di Zhuo’s method works or not, and only Di Zhuo himself knew it because it was something that others could not imitate.

But the only thing that can be confirmed is that he is the enemy of mankind.

The principle of morality is that everyone in the world is doing the same thing, and this thing will not destroy the interests of the overall human beings, so this thing is moral.

Yes, if Di Zhuo wanted to disintegrate rationality, disintegrate discipline power, and disintegrate all ideological shackles from ancient times to the present, then he would also disintegrate morality and do something completely contrary to the ethical principles.

In short, he is an ultimate crazy person who can't play according to any rules that humans know.

You don't even know that he will kill you with extreme hatred or kiss you with extreme love the next second, because no action will touch one of the two, or any other unreasonable action.

He loves to call himself "a bitch", and the same is true, perhaps it is a way for him to dismantle his power of discipline.

"You're tired from running all the way, eat oranges. Haha."

Di Yu smiled heartily and personally peeled the skin of the orange for Pei Weinian.

"No need, I'll give you these lists. You must find an awakened person within a week, otherwise there will be no anesthetics."

Pei Weinian threw the list of missing people on the table and turned around and left here. To be honest, Di Yu was the only person he was afraid of in the eastern district of the Mutual Aid Association, because in front of him, he would feel a powerful aura that no one else could feel.

The aura of hell.

"stop."

Di Yu said coldly.

Damn it...

A drop of cold sweat spilled on Pei Weinian's forehead.

"I don't like oranges and some newly bought skewers, which are still hot, should I get some?"

Hell smiled heartily and handed a roasted ham to Pei Weinian.

"Thanks……"

Pei Weinian couldn't refuse, so she had to pick it up and eat it a few bites.

"Does the boss have no more arrangements? It would be too monotonous to search for the awakened ones, and perhaps more plans are needed."

Di Yu took out a cheap cigarette, and the few men around him who he would rather call him often met, handed them on the lighter in one go, rushing to light the cigarette.

"Give me aside...I'm not your leader, I'm just a pure bitch, don't do this."

Di Yu was speechless, holding the cigarette in his mouth, and took the lighter with both hands to show respect before lighting a cigarette for himself.

Even Pei Weinian felt extremely uncomfortable staying here, so he gave him a perfect answer and left immediately. This was his strategy.

"What kind of plan do you want? I will convey it directly to the boss."

Pei Weinian said calmly.

"Phantom illusion, we want to break this lie, people need the right to know the truth. A lie of good will only make good will cheaper, and they have to face the truth."

Di Yu said deeply, swallowing clouds and mist.

"I will convey it to the boss. That day was soon, and the number of people in the mutual aid association was rising sharply. I will emphasize that this is your petition."

Pei Weinian believed that he gave Di Zhuo the most perfect answer and left without looking back.

Di Zhuo did not continue to make things difficult for him, and was bored to read the missing persons on the table and the list of fugitives registered by the police station.

"Like a penguin..."
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