People are actually terrifying when you think deeply about it. Your brain is literally a prison with electricity running through meat. You have never seen your real face before. Only reflections. Only reversed versions. The “you” everyone sees is different from the one in your mirror. Now read that again slowly. Even crazier? Your brain can create fake pain, fake memories, fake fear, fake love… and you’ll swear it’s real. There are people right now still crying over someone who stopped caring years ago because the brain got addicted to memories, not the person. And do you know your brain edits reality every second? Your eyes have blind spots. Literal missing spaces in your vision. But your brain fills the gaps so smoothly that you never notice. Meaning… You are not truly seeing the world exactly as it is. You are seeing your brain’s edited version of reality. That’s insane. Another disturbing fact? The voice in your head is not technically “you.” Scientists still debate consciousness itself. Like… WHO is listening to your thoughts right now? And why can’t you shut the voice up sometimes? You can literally ruin your own mood by thinking too hard at 2am 😭 Also imagine this: Somebody somewhere remembers you as: the nicest person they met the most annoying human alive their first crush a disappointment a lifesaver a stranger Different versions of you exist in different minds… and you’ll never control all of them. You could die tomorrow and somewhere your old Facebook comment from 2017 will still be there arguing about Indomie or football 😭 Human existence is lowkey weird. We wake up everyday, stress about money, relationships, appearance, and status… while floating on a giant rock in the middle of infinite darkness. And somehow we still find time to gossip. Life is actually one big confusing group project nobody prepared for. But here’s the beautiful part: Despite all this weirdness… people still fall in love, still laugh till they cry, still pray, still help strangers, still fight to survive, still dream of becoming something better. That’s honestly powerful. Maybe being human is not about having everything figured out. Maybe it’s about surviving the confusion without losing your softness. Think about that tonight.
