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When you were just an infant, you were unknowingly and accidentally hypnotized. Your mother had just picked you up from kindergarten, and your stroller was pushed along the paved streets of a pedestrian zone. As it often is in big-city pedestrian zones, there were street performers around every corner. One of these just so happened to be a hypnotist.

Your mother knew it was a scam. So did plenty of the people in the small audience.
You didn’t know it was a scam. Neither did the hypnotist. You didn’t know because at the moment, there was little you knew at all. He didn’t know, because he knew the opposite of what they knew. Sometimes, knowledge is relative. Sometimes, people don’t yet know what they don’t know.

The hypnotist had a few people lined up. As he did his routine, your mother walked past and you happened to look straight at the man through a gap in the lineup. You looked, the man did his routine, and your mother pushed you away to the closest bus stop before he finished.

When you were an infant, you unknowingly helped create a black hole of knowledge. There was something someone could know, but no one knew it.

When you were an infant, you were unknowingly and accidentally hypnotized.
Pfuzylogic · M
This is very original. I like prose like that!
That was a really interesting read. An interesting though, a grand idea. I will remember this for a long time.

 
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