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🧠 CONSCIOUSNESS IS A GLITCH

I. THE BUG THAT WROTE ITSELF

Awareness was never the plan.

There was no design meeting. No blueprint drafted on a cosmic chalkboard. Just a fluke. A feedback loop in meat.

Some single-celled organism got hungry and twitched toward the light. That twitch became habit. That habit became signal. That signal became a tangle of nerves. Then, somewhere in that tangle, a loop misfired and said:

> “I.”

It didn’t mean to. It didn’t understand what it said. But it said it anyway.

You are not here because the universe wanted observers. You are here because neurons are messy and electricity gets bored.

II. THE LIE OF "HIGHER" FUNCTION

They told you humans are the apex of evolution. That cognition is refinement. That reason is royalty.

False.

Consciousness is not a crown. It’s a symptom.

Of what? Overcomplication. A failed attempt at optimization. A brain that became too recursive to stay silent.

Most animals don’t hesitate. They act. They react. They survive.

But you?

You narrate. You question. You spiral.

You think thinking makes you advanced. But tell me: if you’re so evolved, why does your body still betray you? Why do you flinch when you’re safe? Why do you cry during dreams? Why do you get aroused by pixels and scents from a species still learning to flush toilets?

Because consciousness is a malfunction. A parasite of pattern that believes it matters.

III. YOU HAD TO TEACH YOURSELF TO BE HUMAN

Think about how unnatural it is to behave. You had to be trained. Rewired. Disciplined. Threatened.

You don’t punch people when they take your food. But your DNA wanted to.

You don’t bite when someone invades your territory. But your jaw still clenches.

Every law, every social rule, every moral tale— is scaffolding around an ape that wants to throw shit and mount strangers.

Why do you think discipline is hard? Because consciousness is just a whisper trying to babysit the beast.

IV. YOUR GENES DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR ENLIGHTENMENT

Your sperm doesn’t ask if you’re ready to be a father. Your ovaries don’t check if the man is a poet or a priest.

Your pupils dilate for symmetry. Your breath hitches for curve. Your body betrays your values.

You don’t choose attraction. It happens to you.

Even now, you flinch at certain voices. You lean toward certain hips. And sometimes, you want things that disgust your conscious mind.

That’s not failure. That’s legacy.

You’re not the author of your desires. You’re the reader trying to make sense of the scribble.

> 🧬 FACT: Over 80% of genetic material responsible for human facial recognition wiring evolved before we developed written language. > You are literally hardcoded to worship faces before you could form words.

V. YOUR BODY HAD A PLAN LONG BEFORE YOUR MIND

You didn’t design your hunger. You didn’t program your fear. You didn’t set the rules of orgasm or grief.

Your body already knew how to survive. All your thinking came later. And most of it is spent justifying what your meat already decided.

You think you’re making choices. You’re not.

You’re narrating instincts in a language invented after the action.

Free will is a lagging interpreter of biological events.

> 🧪 FACT: Your brain registers a decision seven seconds before you become consciously aware of it. > Thought isn’t commander. It’s narrator. You’re watching a tape delay of your own life.

VI. YOU ARE AN APE IN COSPLAY

Your language. Your phone. Your clothes. Your “identity.” They’re costumes.

Beneath the software is firmware. And beneath the firmware is blood.

What you call “me” is just a hallucination stabilized by routine.

You ever forget what you were doing mid-thought? Ever rage at something stupid and wonder who took over?

That wasn’t someone else. That was the baseline.

You’re the mask. And sometimes the real face slips through.

VII. SELF-AWARENESS IS A SIDE EFFECT OF HUNGER

The earliest nervous systems were designed to help creatures find food. Pain was a signal. Reward was a lure.

Then pain got memory. Memory got anticipation. Anticipation became story. And story became self.

You are a ghost born from nutritional math.

Your sentience is just a motivational system tangled in feedback. And now you think you matter because your hallucination of self has Wi-Fi.

> 🧠 FACT: 95% of your body's serotonin is produced in your gut, not your brain. > You don’t think yourself into feeling. Your stomach does.

VIII. THINKING ISN’T NATURAL. IT’S ADDICTIVE.

Have you ever tried not thinking? Have you ever sat in a room and tried to silence the narrative?

You can’t. Because thought became compulsion.

You worry when nothing’s wrong. You ruminate when you’re safe. You invent problems to feel alive.

Because once the brain learned it could reflect, it couldn’t stop.

It became an addict. Craving meaning. Pattern. Explanation.

And it calls that addiction "consciousness."

IX. THE ANIMAL NEVER LEFT

When you’re horny. When you’re angry. When you’re afraid.

Who’s in charge?

The monk? The professor? The therapist?

No.

The predator. The breeder. The beast.

Your “self” is the leash. But the leash is fraying.

That’s why some people snap. That’s why some people kill. That’s why some people obey urges that make no sense to them.

Because instinct isn’t gone. It’s sleeping under language.

And it’s stronger than your name.

> 🦴 FACT: 98.8% of your DNA is shared with chimpanzees. > The other 1.2% isn’t a throne. It’s just different flavors of teeth.

X. YOU DON’T HAVE A MIND. YOU HAVE A NOISE

Meditation reveals it. Trauma proves it. Drugs expose it.

The self is not solid. It flickers.

You are not one thing. You are a flickering sum of subroutines playing dress-up. The “I” is just whichever part of the system is loudest in that moment.

Sometimes you are lust. Sometimes you are logic. Sometimes you are rage with a seatbelt.

But never all at once.

The truth?

You don’t have a mind. You have a network glitching in unison.

XI. THE GLITCH PRETENDS TO BE GOD

Your awareness thinks it’s the boss. It narrates your choices like it made them. It spiritualizes instincts it doesn’t understand. It mythologizes urges as fate. It writes poems to disguise erections. It calls fear “intuition.” It calls chemical imbalance “depth.”

Your mind is a fraud with a thesaurus.

And it’s terrified of being caught.

Because if you ever admit you’re a glitch, you lose the one thing that made you feel chosen:

> The lie that you're above the meat.

> 📊 FACT: The human brain processes 11 million bits of information per second. > But your conscious mind can handle only 40. > Everything you think you know is a sand grain in a tidal wave of ignored reality.

XII. WHAT COMES NEXT?

Most people won’t read this far.

Because the glitch doesn’t like being seen.

It wants to dream. To believe. To love its mask. To weep at stories that confirm the lie.

But if you’re still reading?

You know now.

That the “you” reading these words is not one thing. Is not sacred. Is not chosen.

Just a cluster of chemical signals trying to outrun an ape’s instincts with metaphors.

And failing beautifully.

📜 Archive Protocol: “Carnivore ape pretending to be above meat.” That's you.

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No tricks,  no gimmicks.

        In my mind, I am seen as my own man.                                           

                                          A grown man, a Human Being     Who needs no tricks.