We would not be able to sense the outer landscape if we didn’t have the inner pathways of neurons. The inner landscape of neurons mirrors the outer landscape of objects, of trees, people, buildings, landmarks, pathways and the like. If we stray down an odd street, or into the company of different people, our neurons sketch out the notable qualia quite practicably. But we still miss details and we ignore all sorts of excess information; in other words, the improvised neuronal landscape is succinct, not thorough.
Neurons adapt, as all life adapts, in order to be fit — and the fittest should not, by any means, be mistaken for the best.