...And the information I'm getting is blowing my mind. Not the fact that lucid dreaming is possible or that it's so amazing but the fact that not everybody can't do this. It's like if you found a bajillion websites that were like "Did you know there's this thing called smelling? It turns out some people have a sense of smell and you can train yourself to smell too!" something ridiculous like that.
Maybe the fact that I daydream constantly has something to do with it. Do other people not constantly daydream? Most of the time, though, I don't even actively think about whether or not I'm dreaming, I just do stuff I can't do in real life. I just kind of always thought that's how it worked. This isn't the first time, I mean I read a lot of stuff about dreaming back in highschool because of this story I was writing but it didn't really click how they're acting like basically nobody does this. It's like controlling your heart rate, breathing, blinking, or smooth muscle, you don't have to, but it's not that hard. Whatevers.
Also, I just downloaded this book called the artist's way
that I read about in a Jason Mraz blog a while ago and it's kind of like a text book with assignments and such in it. And it has these weekly check-in things where you talk about your experience with the lessons before and how well you've completed the assignments. My check-in day is tomorrow and I'm considering blogging it. We'll see.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Time
So I've always had sort of an obsession with time. And I'm not old, but I've been noticing that time's been passing faster the older I get and it's sort of creeping me out. So, I did what I do every time I think of something for a while and I googled it. Some people are calling it a subjective kind of increase based on having fewer new experiences but I know for a fact I've been having WAY more new experiences in the past 3 years than I did when I was 13, but the past three years and the one year I was Thirteen seem to have fairly similar time durations.
I know perception is inherently flawed, but I also know there's almost always something real driving perception. . .basically, time must be moving considerably faster than it was at the beginning of the universe. I mean this time shortening thing is pretty much universally experienced and every clock ever made (except for, atomic clocks), after a while, ends up minutes behind what it should be.
I don't know enough about physics or Einstein's relativity theory to explain this why this happens, maybe it has something to do with the accelerating expansion of the universe and how time is one of the spatial dimensions.
someone's gotta figure this out.
-maybe I don't know anything
I use the term obsession pretty frivolously.
I know perception is inherently flawed, but I also know there's almost always something real driving perception. . .basically, time must be moving considerably faster than it was at the beginning of the universe. I mean this time shortening thing is pretty much universally experienced and every clock ever made (except for, atomic clocks), after a while, ends up minutes behind what it should be.
I don't know enough about physics or Einstein's relativity theory to explain this why this happens, maybe it has something to do with the accelerating expansion of the universe and how time is one of the spatial dimensions.
someone's gotta figure this out.
-maybe I don't know anything
I use the term obsession pretty frivolously.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
reform
I'm thinking of developing a policy of not caring how I present myself to new people at parties and whatnot. I've tested it and I've been liking the result.
There's no sense in obsessing over giving the most accurate sample of yourself to people you wil probably never have deep, quality interactions with. Especially when it's probable that you're the most yourself when you're alone and if you're like me when you're alone, you don't really do anything external.
What I'm saying is, in most cases of social interaction the lulz tend to be more important to me than anything. Might as well be dedicated to entertaining myself instead of stuff that doesn't really matter in the long run. Besides it's not a lie if you don't intend to be believed; it's storytelling and maybe it'll kill both birds.
-eff rambling
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Title?
So, I've been thinking about my 24 before 25 thing and how little time I really have to get it all done. And I'm thinking maybe setting up benchmarks would be the best way to go about it, for example focusing intensively on increasing skill in one instrument for two months, playing only that for the duration. On second thought, 8 times 2 is 16, plus, I'm trying to learn five more and spending too much time (like over a year) not playing an instrument will ruin whatever work I do to build my skill.
Also, I need to improve my focusing and time management by. . .a lot. I think each benchmark should have an element of that.
You know what I miss about xanga and myspace. . .and BEDA? there was more of a blogging community in those times. Oh well, time to figure stuff out myself.
OH! maybe I should do, like a P90X type deal for my MIND! . . .also, my body. I'm pretty flabby. maybe.
Also, Year 23 needs more Adventure. It's almost here.
Also, I need to improve my focusing and time management by. . .a lot. I think each benchmark should have an element of that.
You know what I miss about xanga and myspace. . .and BEDA? there was more of a blogging community in those times. Oh well, time to figure stuff out myself.
OH! maybe I should do, like a P90X type deal for my MIND! . . .also, my body. I'm pretty flabby. maybe.
Also, Year 23 needs more Adventure. It's almost here.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Oh hi, BEDA Was I supposed to be doing you this year?
Whatevers. So what's going on right now?
Writing a short story in song form about how Gilligan goes maniacal and purposely sabotages everyone's chances to leave the island.
No phone, no lights, no motorcars,
not a single luxury.
We're all pawns in a sitcom
and the main character is me!
It's told from the perspective of Mary Ann, because my brain loves perspective songs. I don't know whether or not it has a happy ending yet.
Weird stuff happens when I write using instruments I don't normally write with. Also, when I write in the park.
Here's hoping I don't forget that harmonica intro.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
There's a whole world out there too.
Been spending the majority of my life inside my own head.
Let's begin to venture outside.
extrospection.
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