My eyes are crying

While I'm pondering concepts and the mechanisms of the thinking machine, on the other side of the river-consciousness, an eccentric old man is pondering conceptualism.

In case you didn't know (and you didn't know, because I didn't tell you), conceptualism got me out of my depression. Looking at the world through the prism of ideas not only gave me a clear method of implementing my game design ideas, but also gave me the meaning of life. And the path to it is now more brightly lit.