Life Clichés (7) : "The road less travelled is less travelled for a reason"

I remember borrowing "The road less travelled" from my friend W 6 years ago, recently its echoes came back hunting me for not ever finishing that book. I vaguely recall how its content was dissonant to my lifestyle at that time : being busy all day, pulling all-nighters and sleeping at the library.
In short, I had no idea what balance stood for. That was how W was making his point as he caught me waking up from one my little naps near the history shelves.

Half asleep, I could only agree on reading it, and he  instantly took it out of his backpack and handed it to me. I promised to read it in a month and would share my insights.
Truth is I have never read it. In three weeks time, I went back to him with his book apologising for not being able to read it.
I still remember his disappointment and somehow "shock", but he only said that maybe I can find some time to read it later but I insisted that he keeps it, I wasn't seeing any moment for a book in the horizon anyway.

Despite it all, "the road less travelled" metaphor kept haunting me whenever I think of any "warm" psychology book, I have never had a chance ever since (even today) to read it.

Today, W is pursuing his dream job as a painter artist, he might have just found his less travelled road.. and that has made all the difference..

The metaphor of a less travelled road in life, as I recall from the short time spent with that book, was about being more open and willing to change ones view of the world. It has also some deep meanings about love : how it was more about giving than the desire of being loved, actions are louder and last more than the flighty feeling.

In a nutshell, take the infinite leaps of facing your flaws, time to discipline yourself and delay gratification, hopefully someday you will become responsible enough to look for the Truth.

As of late I came across an interesting theory: it has it scientifically settled, if you wonder why a road is less travelled, then it is because of the high probability of crime down that road: that theory is Space Syntax. It has been first developed by Bill Hillier and Hanson in the 70's, at the height of computational endeavours (Good Old Days).

Source: Space Synatx Network (www.spacesyntax.net)

Broadly,  Space Syntax offers a new computational language to describe spatial patterns of cities (Hillier and Hanson 1984, Hillier 1996). It proposes that urban configuration affects people’s patterns of spatial movements throughout the city, making it possible to predict which routes will be more often used. It focuses on the spatial network analysis that uses the patterns of streets connections as a data framework, to which is connected the resource flows as well as environmental features, such as the sun path analysis that is linked to spatial accessibility analysis to improve the overall attraction.
(Stonor, 2014)

In short, take the same infinite leaps of facing blue zones, time to connect them to other main routes  hopefully someday they will become attractive for humans, and become vibrant and alive spots.

I caught my self wondering if there shouldn't  be an identical thing for the old "Metaphor", a road less travelled within one's soul... and perhaps, a guide or tool to rearrange and reconnect the blue spots within. A comprehensive map of your soul, indicating where you lack awareness, how to become more insightful, and the pattern of behaviour that all these salient factors lead to in your life.

Wouldn't it be fascinating, to finally have your soul revealed just like the London map above ?

Maybe deep down a road is less travelled in our soul because of our ego blocking the way. Attaining a healthy connected network in our soul requires a transcendence of all forms of Ego, just as Eckhart Tolle defines it : the idea of being different from the others.

In conclusion, the first step that I can think of at the moment, is reflecting on  this not less valuable, yet crude quote from Fight Club:
"You are not special. You're not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else. We're all part of the same compost heap."