imagine youâre walking down the street on an early, rainy morning. you just got yourself a cup of hot coffee. youâre thinking about work. thereâs a bumpy part of the sidewalk, and you tripâŚ.what do you do? you brace yourself with your free hand, of course. you balance yourself with your dominant foot, naturally. you catch yourself while holding your drink high above your head, nothing is spilled, you donât get hurt, you keep walking. but as you read this, you arenât even standing are you? youâre likely reading this while lying in bed, sitting on the couch, or sitting at your desk. you donât consider how slowly your brain works behind early-morning fog. your sense memory of a rain-slick sidewalk beneath misplaced feet is vague at best. you donât consider how instinct takes over logic when youâre scared. you donât have to avoid getting hurt while maintaining balance from where you read this.
but iâm sure you wouldnât fall in real life. you wouldnât crack your chin on the sidewalk, you wouldnât spill coffee down your shirt. youâre a reasonable person. you wouldnât kill the random traveler on your way to thebes. you wouldâve just talked to the creature you made, formed formed from corpses. you wouldâve just talked it out before making a harsh decision. youâd wait a minute to see if your lover woke up before killing yourself. iâm sure of it.
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