Sometimes objects im using have like, a personality and desire? Like they won’t want to get thrown out or there’s some kind of relationship between two forks.
Its kind of subconscious - I’m only somewhat aware of it. Its weird.
Also when in recalling things Ive learned recently I’ll sometimes recall a place I’ve been to as well. This happens most frequently with code for some reason. Programs I’ve written or functions will be strongly tied to places in some way? I don’t get it.
I was transferred between 16 different reps on an amazon chat trying to return a busted chair. I refused to log off, was polite, and started asking what the record for transfers was and of wed best it. I refused to explain the pr9boem again after the third transfer.
I wanted to return the chair and get the same model but not broken. I refused to take it to the post office.
They ended up refunding me the money and I kept the chair. Which kind of works. You can sit in it. Just can’t lock it when you Kean back.
Same thing happened with a vacuum that worked but kind of shot.out dust when you first turned it on.
I read… Something once and they suggested the past we may have collectively possessed a more direct relationship with rekigi9n like you’re talking about. That for some reason or another we don’t tend to “hear the voice of hod” like we once did. Out relationship with our internal self had changed. Maybe it was bred out by our tendency to kill the religious folks who disagree the most with whatever the dumpster jour religion at the time is.
I, too, did a heroic dose of mushrooms once
Who the fuck would rather repeatedly pause and in pause a fucking video, skim past bullshit, skip ads, or hell even USE YouTube over a block of text somewhere that c9ntains the info you were looking for.
People watch this dog.shit. is it because its.the only.place you can find info anymore? Or do people actually LIKE this format?
I too suck at it.
If I am picking up on a vibe I don’t go all in. I point at the elephant and say: look, I think I see an elephant. Is it really there? My eyes play tricks in me sometimes, but I could swear you brought this elephant with you into the room.
Then they will say: yes, I did, or no, no elephant.
And then you carry on, with or without the elephant.
I really don’t think you understand the point they are making.