The Determinism Behind Human Conduct
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Last published Fri, Jan 15, 2021
Have you been told you are your own person? Perhaps that you have a free will, or that you govern your actions, are responsible for them, and for this reason, deserve to be held accountable to them? Well, I'm here to tell you otherwise, to suggest something quite different.
If you're indeed interested in how predictable and linear a biological machine you truly are, then read on. If not, well, let's just say no one can blame you for anything anyway.
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