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NYC is gratefully received. So thanks for your consideration. Our brains are prediction machines, which means we don't actually perceive the world the way it is.

In every situation, our brains, millions of cortical columns in the neocortex.

That's the part of your brain that does all the higher processing and cognition and

cortical columns work together. And they load in mental models of what it expects to happen

well before any sensory information from the outside world or from your body works its way into the brain.

So when you walk into a room, you turn on the light, your brain launches a model of your kitchen

or your living room. And it doesn't wait for you to look around and take in the sights and sounds.

Basically, it produces a model of what it expects to see.

And then sometimes you look around and you see things and they're close enough to the way your brain predicted that all's good.

And sensory information is only used when it's important for us to update them.

So if somebody's moved a chair or put something you could trip over in the middle of your kitchen,

hopefully your brain spots the

prediction error, sees the object, the box that's on the ground before you stub your toe or trip

over it, accidentally kick it or whatever. Yeah, without predictions, reality would be incomprehensible.

The raw sensory data that arrives to our brains is actually unusable. For example, your eyes

jump about three times every second in what's called saccades. The images that were arriving to

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