There are two paths that one may take.
The first path is the easy one, or so the traveller thinks at first. There are no troubles, only pleasure. He does not feel any pain. He walks forward with ease, taking what he wishes, whichever way he wants, no matter who he hurts.
Yet as he follows his chosen path, it grows narrower and narrower, and hotter and hotter. He continues to fool himself that the path is wide and cool. He refuses to turn away no matter all the slipways