She paused to read a sign: PLEASE STAY ON THE TRAIL. She stared at the sign, blue with white lettering. She could let her vision go out of focus. She could direct her thoughts inward. But if she looked at the sign, she could not help but to resolve the lines into letters, the letters into words, and the words into a sentence. She couldn’t see green where the sign reflected blue. Not only was her conscious mind powerless to control her perception, it seemed irrelevant to her perception, as if it existed only to experience what it was given. She continued to walk. If my unconscious mind can do
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