Who among you experience something like this?
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Off the subject - but you mentioned rabbi or should it be Rabbi... ( but religious post are werbotten ) This in not religious... I have learn that "Salem " is "englesized (sic ?) " version "Shalom ". OK , I can ask Mrs Google but I am asking here how do you pronounce Shalom ? Is it SCHALOM or SCHOLOM ? Cheers - pronounced cheeeeeeers
I am not Jewish, for the record. I just really like Rabbi Twerski, whom I used to listen to periodically before he died. Clever guy. As far as the pronunciation of Shalom, I am not sure. You might ask Daniel Pfeffer, as he posted earlier on this thread. I think he would know.
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
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I kind of envy you. Mine just tells me "Why did you say that stupid thing 20 years ago".
Wrong is evil and must be defeated. - Jeff Ello
Mine does that too. :( If only it was as good at math as it was stoking my anxiety.
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
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Off the subject - but you mentioned rabbi or should it be Rabbi... ( but religious post are werbotten ) This in not religious... I have learn that "Salem " is "englesized (sic ?) " version "Shalom ". OK , I can ask Mrs Google but I am asking here how do you pronounce Shalom ? Is it SCHALOM or SCHOLOM ? Cheers - pronounced cheeeeeeers
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how do you pronounce Shalom ? Is it SCHALOM or SCHOLOM ?
It depends. Askenazi (most European Jews) pronunciation differs from Sefaradi (descendants of the Jews expelled from Spain in 1492) pronunciation. Ashkenazi Jews would say SCHOLOM or SCHOLEM Sefaradi Jews would say SCHALOM. The Sefaradi pronunciation has been almost universally accepted in Israel.
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows. -- 6079 Smith W.
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When I was super young, and also when I got older and went over the high wall (at that point in my life I was manic a lot and seeing things that weren't there) I had what a shrink called a "partially integrated identity" I referred to as "Scout" I could explicitly present problems to Scout and Scout would eventually ping me with the answer. When I was three Scout (which I didn't name at the time) was a narrative in my head that taught me how to read. I still have that, but it's sort of receded into the woodwork with medication. It still dutifully churns on answers to problems that vex me, but I don't/can't explicitly direct it anymore, or if I can, only indirectly, kind of like (as Rabbi Abraham Twerski described) "reaching around your own head and grabbing yourself by the opposite ear and then pulling yourself along." I described the above to a mathematician I know and they were like "aha! I have something very much like that but I never gave it a name" What I thought was fairly unique wiring in my head maybe is not as unique as I had thought - something I find both comforting, and ever so slightly disappointing. So now I'm curious how many of you multitask in this manner, with a little helper in your head that feels like someone else or otherwise external to you, whether or not you give it a name?
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
When I have a problem that my conscious mind can't solve, I set it aside and do something unrelated. I often get the answer popping up while working on the second task. Note quite the same as your named alter ego, but still evidence of multi-tasking.
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows. -- 6079 Smith W.
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When I was super young, and also when I got older and went over the high wall (at that point in my life I was manic a lot and seeing things that weren't there) I had what a shrink called a "partially integrated identity" I referred to as "Scout" I could explicitly present problems to Scout and Scout would eventually ping me with the answer. When I was three Scout (which I didn't name at the time) was a narrative in my head that taught me how to read. I still have that, but it's sort of receded into the woodwork with medication. It still dutifully churns on answers to problems that vex me, but I don't/can't explicitly direct it anymore, or if I can, only indirectly, kind of like (as Rabbi Abraham Twerski described) "reaching around your own head and grabbing yourself by the opposite ear and then pulling yourself along." I described the above to a mathematician I know and they were like "aha! I have something very much like that but I never gave it a name" What I thought was fairly unique wiring in my head maybe is not as unique as I had thought - something I find both comforting, and ever so slightly disappointing. So now I'm curious how many of you multitask in this manner, with a little helper in your head that feels like someone else or otherwise external to you, whether or not you give it a name?
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
Terry Pratchett - "Maskerade", she had it too. The only voice in my head is my wife telling me I did it wrong.
Granny Wetherwax
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When I have a problem that my conscious mind can't solve, I set it aside and do something unrelated. I often get the answer popping up while working on the second task. Note quite the same as your named alter ego, but still evidence of multi-tasking.
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows. -- 6079 Smith W.
Sure, most of us can multitask. It's just the way I do it is weird, or rather was. :)
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
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I sometimes think that he's the real OriginalGriff, and I'm the imaginary friend he keeps around to deal with people.
"I have no idea what I did, but I'm taking full credit for it." - ThisOldTony "Common sense is so rare these days, it should be classified as a super power" - Random T-shirt AntiTwitter: @DalekDave is now a follower!
If you read the book, Incognito: The Secret Lives of the Brain[^], By David Eagleman you will come upon split-brain studies and discover that you are actually designed as two people. Back in 1950s or so there were some patients who had grand-mal seizures that doctors couldn't figure out how to fix so they tried something drastic. They cut the corpus callosum (wires that connect the two sides of the brain). Afterwards they noticed that the patients had some interesting experiences. Zombie-hand One patient described the situation where there are cookies on a plate in front of him. He is not supposed to eat the cookies. The patients left hand moves toward the cookies and the patient yells out, "I didn't do that!" Team of Rivals This is the way the mind was designed and it keeps you safe. The author calls your brain A Team Of Rivals. That's because one half may think, "let's do A for sure" meanwhile the other half of your brain says, "That is dangerous and you must consider these things and do B" And so it goes. Although many people do not understand it and modern garbage science has even pushed some to believe they have dissociative personality, it is likely that certain people "hear" the communication between the two parts of the brain more clearly. Read the book and you'll see there is much science that shows us that our split brain is what helps us target in on the correct solution. Some people just completely turn off one half and do stupid things. Other people turn off the other half and cannot move outside of the box. Yet others are just confused by all the noise of the "talk" in their brain.
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When I have a problem that my conscious mind can't solve, I set it aside and do something unrelated. I often get the answer popping up while working on the second task. Note quite the same as your named alter ego, but still evidence of multi-tasking.
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows. -- 6079 Smith W.
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When I was super young, and also when I got older and went over the high wall (at that point in my life I was manic a lot and seeing things that weren't there) I had what a shrink called a "partially integrated identity" I referred to as "Scout" I could explicitly present problems to Scout and Scout would eventually ping me with the answer. When I was three Scout (which I didn't name at the time) was a narrative in my head that taught me how to read. I still have that, but it's sort of receded into the woodwork with medication. It still dutifully churns on answers to problems that vex me, but I don't/can't explicitly direct it anymore, or if I can, only indirectly, kind of like (as Rabbi Abraham Twerski described) "reaching around your own head and grabbing yourself by the opposite ear and then pulling yourself along." I described the above to a mathematician I know and they were like "aha! I have something very much like that but I never gave it a name" What I thought was fairly unique wiring in my head maybe is not as unique as I had thought - something I find both comforting, and ever so slightly disappointing. So now I'm curious how many of you multitask in this manner, with a little helper in your head that feels like someone else or otherwise external to you, whether or not you give it a name?
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
I now feel disadvantaged, I have only a single stream in my head and am thankful for that- two of me on the inside would just be terrifying. Damn, having someone/thing to help out with the tricky issues would have made life a lot simpler.
Never underestimate the power of human stupidity - RAH I'm old. I know stuff - JSOP
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If you read the book, Incognito: The Secret Lives of the Brain[^], By David Eagleman you will come upon split-brain studies and discover that you are actually designed as two people. Back in 1950s or so there were some patients who had grand-mal seizures that doctors couldn't figure out how to fix so they tried something drastic. They cut the corpus callosum (wires that connect the two sides of the brain). Afterwards they noticed that the patients had some interesting experiences. Zombie-hand One patient described the situation where there are cookies on a plate in front of him. He is not supposed to eat the cookies. The patients left hand moves toward the cookies and the patient yells out, "I didn't do that!" Team of Rivals This is the way the mind was designed and it keeps you safe. The author calls your brain A Team Of Rivals. That's because one half may think, "let's do A for sure" meanwhile the other half of your brain says, "That is dangerous and you must consider these things and do B" And so it goes. Although many people do not understand it and modern garbage science has even pushed some to believe they have dissociative personality, it is likely that certain people "hear" the communication between the two parts of the brain more clearly. Read the book and you'll see there is much science that shows us that our split brain is what helps us target in on the correct solution. Some people just completely turn off one half and do stupid things. Other people turn off the other half and cannot move outside of the box. Yet others are just confused by all the noise of the "talk" in their brain.
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I do not have something like this, but I can clearly remember the day (I was 7) when suddenly lots of things became clear at once. It was like a switch, like I was struck by a lightning bolt or something similar - it just when like "snap", and then I could understand many many things more easier than I used to. Like coming out of mist. It is probably all existing in my head and never happened, but it is my deepest childhood memory - I do not remember anything much from my childhood apart from this, and that I have been a very happy child.
Is that your earliest memory? Or just a milestone memory? I remember one time I was stuck in a weird state while falling asleep. My brain had disconnected my motor system for some heavy dreaming, but then my conscious mind did not relinquish control. I was stuck in a place where I could not move for 5-10 minutes, but I was awake. I could not even open my eyes. It was almost scary, but I was too comfortable to be scared.
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When I have a problem that my conscious mind can't solve, I set it aside and do something unrelated. I often get the answer popping up while working on the second task. Note quite the same as your named alter ego, but still evidence of multi-tasking.
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows. -- 6079 Smith W.
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I now feel disadvantaged, I have only a single stream in my head and am thankful for that- two of me on the inside would just be terrifying. Damn, having someone/thing to help out with the tricky issues would have made life a lot simpler.
Never underestimate the power of human stupidity - RAH I'm old. I know stuff - JSOP
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When I was super young, and also when I got older and went over the high wall (at that point in my life I was manic a lot and seeing things that weren't there) I had what a shrink called a "partially integrated identity" I referred to as "Scout" I could explicitly present problems to Scout and Scout would eventually ping me with the answer. When I was three Scout (which I didn't name at the time) was a narrative in my head that taught me how to read. I still have that, but it's sort of receded into the woodwork with medication. It still dutifully churns on answers to problems that vex me, but I don't/can't explicitly direct it anymore, or if I can, only indirectly, kind of like (as Rabbi Abraham Twerski described) "reaching around your own head and grabbing yourself by the opposite ear and then pulling yourself along." I described the above to a mathematician I know and they were like "aha! I have something very much like that but I never gave it a name" What I thought was fairly unique wiring in my head maybe is not as unique as I had thought - something I find both comforting, and ever so slightly disappointing. So now I'm curious how many of you multitask in this manner, with a little helper in your head that feels like someone else or otherwise external to you, whether or not you give it a name?
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
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When I was super young, and also when I got older and went over the high wall (at that point in my life I was manic a lot and seeing things that weren't there) I had what a shrink called a "partially integrated identity" I referred to as "Scout" I could explicitly present problems to Scout and Scout would eventually ping me with the answer. When I was three Scout (which I didn't name at the time) was a narrative in my head that taught me how to read. I still have that, but it's sort of receded into the woodwork with medication. It still dutifully churns on answers to problems that vex me, but I don't/can't explicitly direct it anymore, or if I can, only indirectly, kind of like (as Rabbi Abraham Twerski described) "reaching around your own head and grabbing yourself by the opposite ear and then pulling yourself along." I described the above to a mathematician I know and they were like "aha! I have something very much like that but I never gave it a name" What I thought was fairly unique wiring in my head maybe is not as unique as I had thought - something I find both comforting, and ever so slightly disappointing. So now I'm curious how many of you multitask in this manner, with a little helper in your head that feels like someone else or otherwise external to you, whether or not you give it a name?
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
It's called your subconscious. We all have it; nothing remarkable about it at all.
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When I was super young, and also when I got older and went over the high wall (at that point in my life I was manic a lot and seeing things that weren't there) I had what a shrink called a "partially integrated identity" I referred to as "Scout" I could explicitly present problems to Scout and Scout would eventually ping me with the answer. When I was three Scout (which I didn't name at the time) was a narrative in my head that taught me how to read. I still have that, but it's sort of receded into the woodwork with medication. It still dutifully churns on answers to problems that vex me, but I don't/can't explicitly direct it anymore, or if I can, only indirectly, kind of like (as Rabbi Abraham Twerski described) "reaching around your own head and grabbing yourself by the opposite ear and then pulling yourself along." I described the above to a mathematician I know and they were like "aha! I have something very much like that but I never gave it a name" What I thought was fairly unique wiring in my head maybe is not as unique as I had thought - something I find both comforting, and ever so slightly disappointing. So now I'm curious how many of you multitask in this manner, with a little helper in your head that feels like someone else or otherwise external to you, whether or not you give it a name?
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
I have felt something like that. For example, in school sometimes when a particularly nasty calculus problem bent my mind, the solution would come to me in a dream. Once while playing "Burnout Paradise" I could not complete a race and an alternate route came to me in a dream. Next day the I found the route not only existed but saved me more than 10 seconds and helped me finish the race. It still happens with problems programming problems that trouble me. I have discussed with some friends, and they have felt something similar but not exactly in the same manner. Maybe the solution "presents itself" while they're on the toilet or cooking, but dreaming it was novel to them. Still, I haven't felt that the one who solved the problem is not me. Hence never felt the need to name it.
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When I was super young, and also when I got older and went over the high wall (at that point in my life I was manic a lot and seeing things that weren't there) I had what a shrink called a "partially integrated identity" I referred to as "Scout" I could explicitly present problems to Scout and Scout would eventually ping me with the answer. When I was three Scout (which I didn't name at the time) was a narrative in my head that taught me how to read. I still have that, but it's sort of receded into the woodwork with medication. It still dutifully churns on answers to problems that vex me, but I don't/can't explicitly direct it anymore, or if I can, only indirectly, kind of like (as Rabbi Abraham Twerski described) "reaching around your own head and grabbing yourself by the opposite ear and then pulling yourself along." I described the above to a mathematician I know and they were like "aha! I have something very much like that but I never gave it a name" What I thought was fairly unique wiring in my head maybe is not as unique as I had thought - something I find both comforting, and ever so slightly disappointing. So now I'm curious how many of you multitask in this manner, with a little helper in your head that feels like someone else or otherwise external to you, whether or not you give it a name?
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
I'm a runner. Before I started working remotely, I ran at lunchtime three days a week. After coming back from a run, many times I found a solution to the problem I'd been working on beforehand. This was in spite of the fact I didn't consciously think about the problem during the run. Brain chemistry is a funny thing.
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It's called your subconscious. We all have it; nothing remarkable about it at all.
I'm aware of that. That's not what I'm asking.
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
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Is that your earliest memory? Or just a milestone memory? I remember one time I was stuck in a weird state while falling asleep. My brain had disconnected my motor system for some heavy dreaming, but then my conscious mind did not relinquish control. I was stuck in a place where I could not move for 5-10 minutes, but I was awake. I could not even open my eyes. It was almost scary, but I was too comfortable to be scared.
The earliest, and one of the single ones. I have no long-term emotional memory but for a few exceptions, e.g. the only thing I know from my not so recent past are things that were told me so often now that I know they probably took place, but I cannot remember them, not in the same way I remember what I did this morning. I know things from the past that I learned, but not the ones I experienced. I have no memory of my childhood, previous jobs, children when they were little, my wedding, etc... But I know that I had earlier jobs and what I did there, that my children are indeed my children, etc... What you experienced could be self-hypnosis, ticks all the marks. I never experienced that myself, sounds weird but fun :)
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When I was super young, and also when I got older and went over the high wall (at that point in my life I was manic a lot and seeing things that weren't there) I had what a shrink called a "partially integrated identity" I referred to as "Scout" I could explicitly present problems to Scout and Scout would eventually ping me with the answer. When I was three Scout (which I didn't name at the time) was a narrative in my head that taught me how to read. I still have that, but it's sort of receded into the woodwork with medication. It still dutifully churns on answers to problems that vex me, but I don't/can't explicitly direct it anymore, or if I can, only indirectly, kind of like (as Rabbi Abraham Twerski described) "reaching around your own head and grabbing yourself by the opposite ear and then pulling yourself along." I described the above to a mathematician I know and they were like "aha! I have something very much like that but I never gave it a name" What I thought was fairly unique wiring in my head maybe is not as unique as I had thought - something I find both comforting, and ever so slightly disappointing. So now I'm curious how many of you multitask in this manner, with a little helper in your head that feels like someone else or otherwise external to you, whether or not you give it a name?
To err is human. Fortune favors the monsters.
I have at times considered that ones BRAIN is another being and that your body is governed by that being Not a great example thought is managed by input to the brain When the body experiences pain it manages a reflex by talking to the BRAIN I sometimes wonder who made the statement "The Brain has a mind of its own" excuse me I am looking at a sweet roll my brain tells me it is time to eat!
