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Jangle

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Does anyone ever sometimes think how ****ing wierd it is that you're you and not somebody else? I mean, you're always seeing things from your point of view, and if you never see through anyone else's eyes they could not exist at all, or work completely different to you, or something...
 
I have pondered this many times.
 
Jangle..ya been hitting the weed there friend?
 
everyone thinks about that sometimes. some people take it so far as solipsism.
 
Yes, and I'm damn glad I'm me because although I...am a bit...hopeless at certain things I have a good life and a good family (except my sister is very self-centred :p)
 
Yes sometimes I think that. But then again I think....maybe someone else is thinking the same thing. Then I just let it go...very complicated yet simplistic
 
this is exactly the kind of stuff that people think of when they're high on weed.
 
Yes sometimes I think that. But then again I think....maybe someone else is thinking the same thing. Then I just let it go...very complicated yet simplistic


Yeah. I mean, even if that were the case being all paranoid and shit wouldn't help.
 
this is exactly the kind of stuff that people think of when they're high on weed.

Well I don't do any kind of drugs and I think about that sort of stuff alot. It makes you realize you're just a random guy like everyone else. I'm fascinated by my own brain and I constantly try to figure out the way it works and how I can control it, if possible. Kinda cool, really.
 
Well I don't do any kind of drugs and I think about that sort of stuff alot. It makes you realize you're just a random guy like everyone else. I'm fascinated by my own brain and I constantly try to figure out the way it works and how I can control it, if possible. Kinda cool, really.

i think i remember when i actually became self-aware when i was about 8 or 9 yrs old... i looked at my hand and thought to myself "wow im me... this voice inside my head is mine..."

makes no sense to explain it without making someone go "duh... whoelse would you be?", but its still a revelation to have it happen...
 
Sometimes I think about that but more in a... nonexistence way. As in, if my parents had a kid before me, and didn't want anymore kids, then I guess I wouldn't exist.

Maybe this is because it could've happened. I think my mom had a premature stillborn baby before me and my parents only wanted two kids (I have an older sibling too) so if that baby had lived, I wouldn't exist. Weird to think about.

I sometimes think about the whole "how is my consciousness in this physical person" thing that you're talking about too.

And then from there I have to start thinking about what happens when people die, which is weird too :(.
 
It's strange when you become self-aware. At least it was to me. I think I was about 4 years old. It felt like I had woken up from a long dream. I went over to my mom and told her I felt like I had been sleeping forever and had just woke up. It was incredibly strange. Probably the earliest memory I have from my childhood.
 
i think i remember when i actually became self-aware when i was about 8 or 9 yrs old... i looked at my hand and thought to myself "wow im me... this voice inside my head is mine..."

makes no sense to explain it without making someone go "duh... whoelse would you be?", but its still a revelation to have it happen...

i remember having the same experience, probably around the same age too. i understood and it was a bit surprising, but i couldn't quite get my head around the idea. then a year or so ago, while i was tripping on an eighth of shrooms, i walked into the bathroom, looked into the mirror, and realized the same thing again, and it completely blew me away, i spent the next half hour feeling my face and using my voice and other silly looking things, but it changed something and i've felt more contained and real since then.
 
Yeah, man. It's really wierd to think of all the things you're thinking, and then you realize that everyone else is doing the same thing, thinking, and seeing from their eyes, and everything. And nto only that, there's literally billions of people doing it. Totally crazy.

Another thing- when you think. THere's a voice in your head, saying the things you're thinking, right? But is it your voice? Does it sound like yours? Does it actually make a sound at all? I can't tell. And when thoughts appear, they come in sentances, like someone's talking, but all at once. Like sombody stamped it in there, but instead of a stamp it's a voice. And you can even make it go slower, one word at a time like someone speaking out loud, but ti sounds wierd. But when you say the thing you thought actually out loud, to someone, slower, one word at a time, it doesn't sound wierd at all.
 
Yeah, man. It's really wierd to think of all the things you're thinking, and then you realize that everyone else is doing the same thing, thinking, and seeing from their eyes, and everything. And nto only that, there's literally billions of people doing it. Totally crazy.

mind****
 
...i think my brain has just jumped out of the trap door
 
Well I don't do any kind of drugs and I think about that sort of stuff alot. It makes you realize you're just a random guy like everyone else. I'm fascinated by my own brain and I constantly try to figure out the way it works and how I can control it, if possible. Kinda cool, really.
Same here, and my eyes facinate me to no end. I probably look like a retard sometimes, closing, crossing and moving my eyes around randomly.

As for when I became self-aware, I have no idea. I have no memory of not being or a transition.

Another thing- when you think. THere's a voice in your head, saying the things you're thinking, right? But is it your voice? Does it sound like yours? Does it actually make a sound at all? I can't tell. And when thoughts appear, they come in sentances, like someone's talking, but all at once. Like sombody stamped it in there, but instead of a stamp it's a voice. And you can even make it go slower, one word at a time like someone speaking out loud, but ti sounds wierd. But when you say the thing you thought actually out loud, to someone, slower, one word at a time, it doesn't sound wierd at all.
I sometimes think about that and I realise that my brain has already gone throught that in a milli-second and I'm just spelling it out for myself. And then I think how I just spelled that out for myself and loop infinitivly until I get bored/a headache.

Sometimes, mainly when I'm very tired my thought process quite literaly slows down. The 'voice' in my head slows down and I find it harder to imagine things.

Does anyone else ever get where they're thinking about 2 things at once and everything gets muddled. This is especially wierd when I'm trying to picture something and some other random thought interupts.

The mind is seriously messed up :p
 
Same here, and my eyes facinate me to no end. I probably look like a retard sometimes, closing, crossing and moving my eyes around randomly.

Heh, every so often when I think about this kind of stuff I just stop and move my hands and stuff to try and figure out how I move them. People give me wierd looks if I do it in public.
 
Man, I hate it when my mind gets interrupted by other thoughts.

Ok, this is wierd. At camp last week, one night I stayed up all night and then at 4:30 in the morning I went on a big uphill hike. Around seven, I was feeling fine, and not tired at all, which was wierd. But then, if I sat still for too long, I would suddenly fall asleep, just like that, but then- here's the wierd part- I would be able to see and hear everything going on, even though I was asleep and my head was down and my eyes were closed. But I didn't only hear what was goign on- there weer otehr things going on, too. I would hear people talking and see them walking around even if they were miles away. The people that actually were there weren't saying the things they were really saying. This would go for a few seconds, and then I would wake up by myself, everytime.

Around noon, I was getting a ride home, and until then I had actualy managed to stay awake for a while. But I started falling asleep again- no warning, I would not remember falling asleep, just- *snap* and I'd be gone.

But then wierd things would happen. First, I dreamt I was eating something, i forget what, then suddenly I wake up and my friend next to me was sticking bits of paper in my mouth. That's actually not too wierd. But then, a minute later, I was asleep again, and as far as I knew,I was still in the car, but I was also back at camp, in the mess hall. I was holding a tray of food, and then suddenly I dropped it- as soon as I did, I woke up, and managed to catch the paper cup I had been holding when I fell asleep, which I had nearly dropped.

After that, it was more of the wierd talking. A comercial about tires was on the radio- I guess I fell asleep, and then it switched to a commercial about rogaine or something. I woke up, asked my friend if there had been a rogaine commercial on the radio- he said no, and I listened, and it was still the tire commercial. That's how short these things were.

Later, a led zeppelin song was on the radio. This time, I fell asleep, and I knew I was asleep, and I knew I was dreaming. In my dream, I was singing along with my friend to the song. Then I woke up, and asked my friend if I had been singing. He said I had been. Later, I fell asleep and started takling about pacman or something, and he couldn't understand me.
 
Main thing I ponder is what this 'observer' is that is viewing through your eyes. I don't believe in a 'soul' or anything, because you can influence the 'observer' through purely physical things (drugs, brain damage etc) so it is a brainfunction.
 
that's why it's bad to drive while you're tired, some people are prone to falling asleep without warning like that

also as far as the food/paper thing goes, that happens to me a lot too. it's some weird type of extrasensory dream phenomena as far as i can tell. you can feel something about to happen in the dream, then it happens in real life. it'd be less weird if it happened after the fact (IE your dream changes to accomodate whatever event after it happens in real life) but mine generally happen BEFORE said event.

PvtRyan, you can believe in a soul being tied into a brain and therefore affected by brain chemistry and the like, right? Just because you change based on brain damage or different chemistry going on, doesn't mean there's no soul.
 
I remember doing stuff like that when I was quite ill. I was watching the teenage mutant ninja turtles, except mario and luigi were in it, and then the transformers were as well, and then my friends were. It was sort of normal, though, not once did I think it was a dream. When I woke up I didn't know I'd been asleep at all. It was only a couple of hours later I realised it was too wierd to have been real, and that I must have dreamt it.
 
Main thing I ponder is what this 'observer' is that is viewing through your eyes. I don't believe in a 'soul' or anything, because you can influence the 'observer' through purely physical things (drugs, brain damage etc) so it is a brainfunction.

I don't really get what you mean- you mean who is actually there, looking through your eyes? It's you, the same you that is talking to yourself in your head and touching yourself in bed. But, indeed, it is not the same you that makes your heart beat and your lungs breath.
 
i find it interesting how some scientists or doctors refer to your 'subconcious' in more ways than just controlling your body physically.

like a murderer, who killed his victims subconciously and didn't conciously know about any of it.

does that mean we have another personality hidden inside us?
 
I remember doing stuff like that when I was quite ill. I was watching the teenage mutant ninja turtles, except mario and luigi were in it, and then the transformers were as well, and then my friends were. It was sort of normal, though, not once did I think it was a dream. When I woke up I didn't know I'd been asleep at all. It was only a couple of hours later I realised it was too wierd to have been real, and that I must have dreamt it.
could have just been delerium. i've been delirious from being sick and also from taking drugs to make me delirious (fun!) and it's usually weird like that, ambien made me talk to the couch and shit like that

tehsolace - no, i think it just means we exist on multiple levels of awareness
 
could have just been delerium. i've been delirious from being sick and also from taking drugs to make me delirious (fun!) and it's usually weird like that, ambien made me talk to the couch and shit like that

What did the couch say?
 
I sometimes think about that and I realise that my brain has already gone throught that in a milli-second and I'm just spelling it out for myself. And then I think how I just spelled that out for myself and loop infinitivly until I get bored/a headache.

Yeah I do that too sometimes, a real mind overload.

Does anyone else ever get where they're thinking about 2 things at once and everything gets muddled. This is especially weird when I'm trying to picture something and some other random thought interupts.

The mind is seriously messed up :p

That happens very often. I'm trying hard to picture an object but the image just goes "haywire" for lack of a better word. It's very annoying I wish things weren't so chaotic in my mind.

One weird thing i sometimes think about is what if everyone sees differently, I mean literally. For instance an object that I perceive as red another person might see it as blue, but they've learned the colour is called red so we both call the object red. It's a real mind job isn't it. I know the eye is supposed to work the same way for everyone, but what if the electrical impulses sent from the eye are interpreted differently by another persons brain so they perceive colors different.
 
i find it interesting how some scientists or doctors refer to your 'subconcious' in more ways than just controlling your body physically.

like a murderer, who killed his victims subconciously and didn't conciously know about any of it.

does that mean we have another personality hidden inside us?

I don't think he wouldn't know about it at all, he'd probably have some wierd dreams where he brutally murders a stranger, but then it isn't a dream, but he thinks it is.
 
What did the couch say?
it wasn't just the couch, it was the couch, cushions, and blankets on it, i thought they were all living entities (maybe 10 of them or so) and since they kept me warm and comfortable i told them i loved them and i was happy they were there for me and stuff like that, and they just kind of nodded and hugged me in response, i can't really explain it. that night was weird, lots of other strange shit happened too

One weird thing i sometimes think about is what if everyone sees differently, I mean literally. For instance an object that I perceive as red another person might see it as blue, but they've learned the colour is called red so we both call the object red. It's a real mind job isn't it. I know the eye is supposed to work the same way for everyone, but what if the electrical impulses sent from the eye are interpreted differently by another persons brain so they perceive colors different.

i don't think this is true, i've thought about it before and it seems to me like color coordination and whatnot would not work if this were the case, since i don't think that sense of what colors go with what is conditioned, but probably somewhat instinctual
 
When I was six or seven I had a theory that I was the only real person on earth and everyone else was just in my head.

...I was kinda a weird kid...
 
Sometimes I also think about words- sometimes I'll say the word enough so that it doesn't make sense anymore, and sounds funny to say. Or, if we called a rock a flower, or a flower a rock, it soudns wrong to us, but if that's how it had been called for thousands of years, we wouldn't even know, and then we would think calling a flower a flower is wierd.

And then, translating. Vaca, and cow for example. Cow is the english word for cow. Vaca is spanish for cow. But "vaca" doesn't mean "cow", vaca means _________, being a big four legged thing with a big tit on the bottom, and NOT being "cow". I can't explain it too good, but I think you'll get it.
 
When I was six or seven I had a theory that I was the only real person on earth and everyone else was just in my head.

...I was kinda a weird kid...

Think most had that, I did.

Ultimate vanity :p
 
Think most had that, I did.

Ultimate vanity :p

I don't think I ever thought that, but I do remember that I used to want to be a dragon, with a tail that could go around the world. And my name would be "max". I realize now that pirates and "Wesley" are much cooler.
 
Sometimes I also think about words- sometimes I'll say the word enough so that it doesn't make sense anymore, and sounds funny to say. Or, if we called a rock a flower, or a flower a rock, it soudns wrong to us, but if that's how it had been called for thousands of years, we wouldn't even know, and then we would think calling a flower a flower is wierd.

And then, translating. Vaca, and cow for example. Cow is the english word for cow. Vaca is spanish for cow. But "vaca" doesn't mean "cow", vaca means _________, being a big four legged thing with a big tit on the bottom, and NOT being "cow". I can't explain it too good, but I think you'll get it.



I was *JUST* talking about that to a friend the other day. Exactly what you're describing... insofaras the whole thing about looking at a word long enough that it doesn't seem to make sense. "What the hell were they smoking when they created that word!?"

Simple words... like blue for instance, i've had that happen to me.
 
When I was six or seven I had a theory that I was the only real person on earth and everyone else was just in my head.

...I was kinda a weird kid...

I still sometimes wonder that. Or perhaps I'm a clever construct in someone else's mind altogether.
 
Sometimes I also think about words- sometimes I'll say the word enough so that it doesn't make sense anymore, and sounds funny to say. Or, if we called a rock a flower, or a flower a rock, it soudns wrong to us, but if that's how it had been called for thousands of years, we wouldn't even know, and then we would think calling a flower a flower is wierd.

And then, translating. Vaca, and cow for example. Cow is the english word for cow. Vaca is spanish for cow. But "vaca" doesn't mean "cow", vaca means _________, being a big four legged thing with a big tit on the bottom, and NOT being "cow". I can't explain it too good, but I think you'll get it.

yea i thought about that with colors.

like if i was the only one in the world that had bad eyes in such a way that green was red and red was green, so if someone saw through my eyes they would see grass as red and think 'man thats ****ed up looking', but to me i define the red as 'green' so it looks just fine to me and nobody would know i see it incorrectly because i would be calling that color 'green'.
 
i think it would be more weird to be any of you
 
yea i thought about that with colors.

like if i was the only one in the world that had bad eyes in such a way that green was red and red was green, so if someone saw through my eyes they would see grass as red and think 'man thats ****ed up looking', but to me i define the red as 'green' so it looks just fine to me and nobody would know i see it incorrectly because i would be calling that color 'green'.

That's exacly what I said in my post.
 
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