predictive keyboard has figured out what i want out of life
bunny morning 🌄 🐇‼️
she said she was microceleb but when i met her she was fucking normal sized. taller than me even. i brought a cute little bug carrier and everything and now i look like an asshole sitting here with it in my lap in this stupid fucking bar. sick of people lying about who they are online.
want to learn how to properly put my hair in buns so i can have little mouse ears!
I keep having dreams about meeting magical beings and asking them if I can take a picture so I can prove they are real and not forget them. And they say no.
And like. Hypnosis is REAL and is an actual altered state that we don't understand, that I can't explain in words, that I can't capture.
I just woke up this morning feeling like "why am I bothering even pretending hypnosis is about science? Why do we not just call a spade a spade?"
I think hyperrationalism is actually limiting, like literally I think if you stick to "this is a science" you can't do the Really Big Stuff.
I think the only thing that prevents me from fully doing that is the hunch that I'll be misunderstood.
We have a lot of our jargon and methods from science, that's fine. Science is necessary. But maybe in my own personal mind, I can just see it holistically for what it is.
I think hypnosis fits the definition of magic perfectly, has in fact been called magic over human history, and I think that makes people uncomfortable.
But I think we should sit with that discomfort. WE DON'T KNOW ANYTHING about it. And it's OK if that makes it a touch otherworldly.
me when im gay🌈
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