Writing or speaking about consciousness is very difficult.

Philosophical, scientific, psychological, sociological, religious statements, etc.

It is even interesting how the brain acts since in reality it is nothing more than chemical reactions that produce electrical discharges and then become chemical reactions again and thus a cycle. A brain with portions or gyres that determine each function, how stimuli are perceived, integrated into an area and then a response is generated, only through chemical reactions and electrical discharges.

So we can describe consciousness as being like a compass that guides you, which like any compass can be altered by magnets, which would be those around you, the famous collective consciousness. Consciousness can be trained and the better trained it is, the less likely it is to be influenced, the less likely and not improbable, but there is always free will that gives us the freedom to choose.

Consciousness can warn you when you may be going to do something wrong or contrary to what you have learned in your training. But it can also judge and prosecute you when you have already done the opposite of what you consider correct depending on what you have learned. Also consciousness can be cauterized, meaning that it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong from any angle, it's done and done with.

Now, a compass is only useful when we have a map. So the map would be the scenario in which you must walk, it takes you to a place, it is always designed by someone, what happens is that the map will be better designed depending on the experience, techniques and resources available to the designer. of that map.

Then we must choose where to walk.

Who designed the map I use, someone with the same limitations and biases as me? Or someone wiser and more capable than me? Has the map used by those around me always taken them to good places or to disastrous cliffs? What they say is good, is it really good? Has it brought real well-being and truly solved problems?

To think that when the blind lead the blind, they never arrive well.