Written by: himynameisdead(Jacqueline Guerrero)
This story may have been written by my own hands,but it is not only mine. This story is ours,collectively. It is the story of the human condition.

 
because I know what the self is

I know what perception is

I know what it truly means to be human

and what all behavior is

why people do what they do

regardless of their situations

regardless of their biology

I know the commonalities in thought process we all share, and what our

biases are by understanding what leads us to think we are different

they appear to be vast, but in actuality, they can be attributed to one thing:

the brain grows through making connections, neural pathways, learning to track

patterns, and to develop schemas

the more times a person observes a particularly common pattern(or a pattern

under the threshold of JND,just noticeable difference, which is said to be a

1:10 ratio),

the stronger a connection in our mind grows, and the more strongly we

rely on that pattern

like a path in a forest

at first, it’s grassy, no road, no people, no footprints, kinda rough, and

definitely awkward

one person comes, looking for novelty

they walk that path once, there is a single trail of footprints.. not much, but

a slight impression has been made on the ground

every once and awhile that person deviates from their normal path, the

one other than the new one, to walk the same path because they found it

to be particularly soothing to escape the mundane when they are physically

feeling stressed out

after visiting the path repeatedly, the grass is increasingly worn down, and

you start to see the ground.. the path is more obviously a path

a few more start noticing the novelty of it, and start following that

path, too, at scattered intervals, while it became increasingly habitual to

the first person

the first person doesn’t know necessarily others are using that path

but it rapidly becomes the main path for that person, because they became

accustomed to resorting to it in times where they needed relief for stress.

the path itself took on a special meaning to them, and so, every time they

took that path, they felt.. happier, and less stressed, simply because it offered

this strange sense of security and comfort

other people just see it as a convenience, and don’t understand that it was

never technically an objective path.. PLACED there by God for their

convenience

they tend to think,”Hey, it’s the worn path, therefore it’s the proper one. It

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