It's a game. Some people say life is a game, except the rules are little different. It just cares less about rules. If you get what you want, it's all good even if it violates the rules.
And you need others to play your game. Sometimes people work together to achieve something. The important part is you've got to share the work. If you push everything onto a single person, then trust me, you'll never make shit happen. A invincible general can't lead a bunch of morons to victory, and he won't even try. If you're working together with some idiots who can't even tell what their names are, then just quit it. There's absolutely no point.
Sometimes one person is enough to mess up the whole game. When you got a dozen people doing the same shit, the chance is 99.99%; unless your partner is god, who can win a game by default. If god is playing basketball, he can make the opponent shoot their own basket, and the worst case is a 0-0 tie because they missed all their shots. But people are no god. That's why, never recruit any imbecile to your team, if you don't want to take the blame of losing. We all know idiots are good at losing. What we might not know, is that idiots are also good at dodging responsibilities. That's why they can fool around for a while; when you realize they're no good at all, they're already somewhere else messing up another game. So keep your eyes open so they can't even get near you.
One man can't fight against a whole army, one tiger can't survive against a whole pack of wolf. Even if you're far more superior than any other individual, look at who's on your side and if they are worth it. If it's a moron, the best case is him doing nothing constructive. Worst case is he reneges and stab your back. So if you can, kill them at first sight.
Stop thinking too much, because getting rid of junk is a valid move in this game called life.

Do you believe in God?

Lots of people say they do, but they don't even do what God is. And I am one of them. I hold firm that an existence like that is somewhere, controlling all the being in the world.

We believe in science, because science has brought forth benefits we can see with eyes. But science moves forward much faster than its applications, because it must keep itself ahead of every day life. When Newton developed the three laws, no one knew how to make use of it in real life, and we still can't use relativity and quantum mechanics to a large extent. Sure we can get help from them in astronomy, but the subject itself isn't quite meaningful to our daily lives. Just how many people care to look up into the night sky every day?

Talking about science, we have already come to the conclusion that the universe isn't deterministic as it seems. On a microscopic level, there is fluctuation, randomness dominates, and there's nothing we can really do about it. But I believe God is in charge of randomness. When energy bursts out of nothing in a vacuum, who decides the intensity and the intrinsic property of it? We don't, and we can't, but God can. When something is at a crossroad, we can only say that it either turns left, or turns right, or moves forward. God actually makes that decision.

Of course we can fathom deeper into the fundamentals of nature, but there won't be a time when everything makes sense and no leftover problems exist. If it's ever possible, human beings, or the entire universe will end. God has to keep an unknown side from us; when we see him naked, he will choose the destruction. It's just like those ancient tales: you can look into the secret of the ultimate being, but if you provoke him, you suffer. You simply do not possess the power to square off with him. If there's someone who knows all your secrets and dark side, you instinctively don't want to keep him alive. This is the incompatibility of human nature.

But human beings will eventually die out, just like there's an end to everything in this universe. Life is followed by death; it's determined from birth. Ying and Yang, negative and positive. They oppose each other, yet they complement at the same time. We can have mind-boggling paradoxes from these certainties, yet every paradox tells a true story. If it's completely wrong, the name of it becomes fallacy. It is just a matter of time before we realize the coming of doomsday. But despair not, because we should accept it, just as we accept who we are.

Science has suggested a number of ways that we can terminate as a species. One proposal is heat death, which implies that the structure of the universe will become overwhelmed by the encroaching of entropy. Everything is the same, yet everything is lifeless. Or the universe will just be too cold to support any life forms. The other is that the gravity will eventually halt the expansion of spacetime, and everything ends at a point, also known as the "big crunch." If you are to be destroyed, which path would you prefer?

For me, I rather let my life consume in a flash of glory, rather than leave the stage with a whispering sigh.

It is up to you to choose your fate. And, believe in God, for he will lead you to the path you desire.

There is an old Chinese saying: a cunning hare has three lairs.

The reason is pretty simple. When one gets discovered by a predator, it has two other hideouts. To really feed on this rabbit, you need attack all its hiding spots at the same time.

And according to the Chinese zodiac, I am a rabbit.

It couldn't be more common that someone has called me a weakling. I'm not even arguing with them, because I am one. I don't have the power or evilness to wage a war against the world, nor do I possess the god-like good will to salvage the human beings. I am just an individual, trying to make my way to a better life. Sometimes, I don't even have a definition of this "better life." All I know is keeping myself alive is quite important, since my purpose has not been fulfilled yet.

The world is one single identity, yet it appears different to every person because we don't see things in the same way. Now I've just told you it's the reincarnation of hell. In fact, hell is no different from heaven. When you think of heaven, you convince yourself that way, while the outside stays what it is. We should really be amazed at our ability of self-deception.

Again, I don't crave the destruction of the world, or anything of that sort. You may as well call that a lie, but look, if you are just another human, what you say isn't really going to do much. I just haven't found a purpose in my life yet. Curse me all you can when it comes to me.

For the following days, I am planning to tell a story. I'll leave the authenticity of it to your judgement. A few good ideas flashed through my mind, but either they're too quick to grasp, or they degenerate along the way. SO, no more stories. But this is going to be a collection of facts, thoughts, and most of all, the revealing of your heaven and hell.

Here ends the preface.

Welcome to hell.
In this place, predation is perfectly legal. You must eat, or you will be eaten by another creature, without a second thought.
In this place, time is dissolved along with space, like you can't tell a grain of salt from salty water. But time is watching you from the 4th dimension. When your time is up, you leave the stage and someone will replace you.
In this place, there exists superhuman phenomenon. You may be an ordinary being, but may as well have the power to kill the world as a whole. Everyone has a unique ability buried deeply within, and it is up to you to dig it out.
In this place, suffering does not stop for one second. I hope you are prepared for it, because troubles will accompany you for the rest of your time here.

Again, welcome to hell. Hope you enjoy your stay.

Dazzled in a world of treachery,
I stood alone on the edge of this humanity.
Daunted by a cobweb of frauds,
You drooped your head to search for the next step.

By that chance of one in a million,
we met at the crossroad of vanity and complacence.
But under your pitch-black hood,
I detected a flash of pristine beauty.

Maybe you and I were destined to pass by,
or perhaps our paths would intwine once again.
If there was only one thing I can hold true to my heart,
would you be my holy hand?

From afar, you threw away that grey coat.
And towards me you came, inch by inch.
I could not look straight into your eyes,
since you were busy staring at the ground.

Then we parted, naturally,
just like how we came together.
Without an exchange of words,
or even a slight change in our expression.

I chose not to look at your silhoutte,
because the wind was blowing sand at my back.
But, maybe it was just a hallucination,
I heard a quiet voice:

"Good day. Good bye."

A beginning, followed by an end.
Swift as it could be, there went another silent story.
Suddenly I understood,
I was just another passenger in your life.

Still I walked on,
as if nothing had really happened.
My life would be different without you,
but I guess it was meant to be.

I felt a slight flutter,
in my already stone-hard emotion.
Having lost the sight of my destination,
I sensed that terrifying helplessness again.

With the last bit of faith,
I raised my chin up one more time.
If winter had already come,
the spring wouldn't be too far away.

Maybe someday I would recall,
"O, on that day, at that crossroad, I met an angel.
She was wounded, all banged up in pure black,
but I still saw her eyes. And it was just fascinating."

I wish I had at least spoken to her,
but there was no way to travel back in time.
If we would meet again in another dimension,
please let me rewrite the story.