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Yummy peanut butter cookies, YAY! I am done with baking them, also YAY! And in less than an hour I'm off to Austin to see Helix and possibly The Marquis de Josh and Nick and some of the Feri peeps, where we will study the NATURE OF OUR VERY SOULS. Or so I hope. Most of what 'magic' is, it seems to me, is just learning how your head works and getting a handle on the rules so you can program yourself to do all the complex shit you need to keep up with. And there's a lot in our world to keep up with.

I'm not sure how done I am with grieving, but I'm going to risk it. Deep meditation always brings things up, but just because the Rhoda thing is fresh doesn't mean it feels more immediate than the other emotional baggage I've got. I'm pretty sure that I felt my way through the worst reactions to her death while she was still alive.

It has been interesting to find out that my previously-acquired intrapersonal skills don't work like they should when I'm not a crazy person, but that's just life I suppose. Does this mean I need to chase down all the things I tried back in school, all the behavioral modelling I decided I couldn't use because I just didn't work like that? I didn't then, but maybe now I do. More stolen magic and mind-macros. I wonder what size my operating kernel is? heh. :)

I run so many programs, and I have things partitioned really crazily, but it does OK. Years of beta testing seem to work miracles. Now I only run CrazeOS when I have to, and most of my applications and drivers got exported over here. So many system resources, what will I do with them next?

/o\

Jun. 18th, 2009 12:14 am
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So, talking to Coworker A again today, and I really am feeling the Bengali Tea-Boy story. It bothers me, watching people do the stupid shit I'm still trying to get better at. It bothers me listening to someone be ill-informed on abrasive issues and then not admit that their logic or data are faulty. Some people are sort of dispassionately annoying because they do things we don't do aand don't understand. But some people live under our skins and pull our thoughts back around to them and irritate us to madness because we recognize ourselves in them.

But in less personal-issues news, Coworker A - you'll get tired of not knowing who you are eventually, right? Reliance on convention is not the cure for your confusion. Kinky people are just as likely to be movie stars and bank executives as they are social outcasts with mohawks and obvious visual cues for subcultural leanings. Maybe David Carradine was murdered, but lack of defensive bruises says he did let someone put a rope around his heads; whether or not his death was accidental, he was still a kinkster.
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So [livejournal.com profile] ultimate_bryan asked me how it was that I could now get away with telling people whack things about themselves with minimal upset. He was not there for my attaining 4th level and getting the Earn Forgiveness feat, so it's understandable that he's surprised. I am amazed myself sometimes. SOSHUL SKILLZ: I HAZ THEM! So I'm making up a conversation in which I impart wisdom to him for a change. :D Given an infinite timeline, all probabilities approach 1. It could eventually totally happen!

HEIDI: Hey, you know that thing a week ago with that person, where you had this particular response?
BRYAN: Yeah. What about it?
HEIDI: I was thinking it was like that thing a year ago, how a person did a similar thing and you responded by doing that. Do you remember it that way? Like, do we have a common context here?
BRYAN: Yeah.
HEIDI: Here are some other similarities about both situations, and why I think they both happenend that way. Witness the logic process that you used to interpret the situation. See how I totally get you and where you're coming from?
BRYAN: *is wary* I can see how the situations have things in common. You're going to say something critical now, aren't you?
HEIDI: Sorry, but yeah. Neither of those responses worked out very well for you, and I don't like seeing you get hurt. I get that you see these events from this perspective, and if I'd been through this thing your family did, then I'd think the same way. I identify with your miscommunication or other problem. I'm no better than you and do not pass judgement. But the other people in the situations don't know you like I do and they have an interpretation that goes like this and makes you look like a dick. The situation may not come up much, but maybe you could try something different next time? It's just a thought.
BRYAN: I don't have this problem with people who make sense, and I don't think I should have to change or justifying my actions.
HEIDI: Hey, you know you already have my approval, and while it can get painful to watch sometimes when you're upset over these things, you're also worth it. I'm not, like, invested in changing you, so if you don't want to change then don't. But if you want to talk about it and pick apart the logic, you can. I'm not going anywhere.
BRYAN: Oh. Is that it? I thought there was going to be judgement in there.
HEIDI: Nah. I left that habit behind at cleric lvl 3, mostly because someone pointed out my bullshit to me in a conversation just like this.

logic structures behind this conversation )
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Bless LJs save draft function! I'm writing this from a computer at the public library, because the laptop is down, probably 'til this weekend. Most of you have my cell number, if you need me.

[saved lj post continues]
Now, since I couldn't read or sit up for longer than a half hour on Thursday, I had lots of time to think. Yes, I am only just getting to the typing it out part as I am easily distractable. Have a look at some of my thinky thoughts!

Some of you have this mistaken belief that you can take care of your social network without being taken care of. Let me draw up the charts and graphs that illustrate how very wrong you are! :D Pay no attention to my own history behind the curtain!

So first take this out of your own perspective and make it impersonal. Person A likes to help others but doesn't like to be helped, person B can do either and likes both reasonably well, and person C likes being helped more than helping. These three people are a tiny network of friends, a microcosm of interaction. If person C gets hit with a big life event and needs help, C will tell A and B, they will help, and everything is okay. If person B gets hit similarly, A will help. If person A gets hit, nobody will help unless A tells someone which may not happen. Now factor in the way that life works. If A is still staggering under the last hit when B needs help, C will have to step up despite not liking to do so.

That seems fair, right? We expect that friends go out of their way to help keep everyone taken care of, that C should have to do some sharing of the burden to make sure the situation works out better? If so, then A should suck it up, too, and tell the network of troubles and let them help. I don't care if you A people don't like my logic here. Your reticence is potentially just as damaging as C's unhelpfulness.

Further explanation of poor tactical planning is available here. )
So think of it like a finacial organization, what we have is revolving community credit. It's not that any one of us is accepting charity as it is that we're taking control of some of the excess capital until the next person needs it. We nurture the community nest egg, and then pass it along.

(And to those who don't trust their Cs: if you don't believe in them, why are they your friends?)
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My brain does this thing when there are deep, important conversations that I'd rather avoid having with myself, where it distracts me with cool things that will keep me busy in contemplation for a while. I'm getting better at just noting them down for later and moving on to the more important stuff.

# People like me aren't dangerous because we're bad, we're dangerous because we defy classification. There can be no such thing as informed consent when dealing with the unquantifiable. That's why people are afraid of the unknown. It's a consent issue.

# We don't get to choose what we mean to other people, and what people mean to us is not what they are, no matter how much they mean to us. It's the first time I've been able to articulate that, but I've held the belief for a long time. Now I can back-figure for the reactions of people who don't believe that, and have a more accurate view of them.

# My spiritual practice involves dirt. I don't know how I keep forgetting that being in dirt and fixing my garden reconnects me to myself, but there it is.

# I realized that broadening my experiences would give me more, quantitatively, in common with other people, but that was after I was already doing it. I think I started because I was frustrated with what I would eventually learn to call re-contexting. I saw the same facts other people had, but I knew I didn't see them in the same way, and I was tired of being confused at the difference.
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (Like You Mean It)
Except for this guy, we all like to use our brains, right? So one thing I've been trying to improve the functioning of my brain with lately is this assumption reversal technique.

My hypothetical problem: popular culture still perceives geeks as being 'weak' for their common lack of social involvement, thinking that it denotes poor socialization skills. I know that most geeks I've met are strong people. Could it be that geeks lack popularity because they are strong?

As adults, we have one primary format for decision making, the cost-benefit analysis. It sounds complicated, but means that we decide whether the cost of a course of action in time, effort, and emotional hardship is worth what benefits it will bring us. The problem with predicting each analysis is that since people have different values, they will weight decisions differently. If the cost of doing something you want to do is too high, you will probably avoid it. If you want something enough to tip the scales toward the 'benefit' side of the ratio, or if the cost to you can be negated by another factor, you are likely to do it.

What social people consider to be the cost in terms of peer disapproval for following unpopular interests may be higher than another, geekier person's cost who is less interested in peer approval. The geek would not need to be more interested in the subject, merely less invested in other people. And that's a trend that I can confirm from my own observations.

There are many skill sets in which I am weak due to never bothering to develop those skills because I didn't care enough to do so. Maybe that is true of all geeks, of all people: we focus on and develop the skill sets for the things we are most invested in. We try to minimize the costs to us or find ways to disregard the costs by learning not to care.

This runs in parallel with Bryan's theory that everyone is a geek of some sort, and that some people simply geek for social skills and baseball. Tell me what you think. :)
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (Default)
Since the discovery of a real unidentified object in space I have been having some strange thoughts. Here, have one:

Latter Day Saints has a habit of sending missionaries, usually men 19 to 24, out in pairs to preach their holy word to people whose language they may not speak, all over the world. And I thought: what a great tactic! When I start my own religion, I'm totally going to take boys at their most neurotic and acceptance-seeking period and throw them into an environment where they don't know anyone, to do cold-conversion which I know doesn't work, while the only people can relate to or depend on are others in my church. The strength of that kind of enforced bonding will last a lifetime! And if LDS can get them to volunteer for it, I bet I can, too!

Then I realized how that's the bad kind of manipulation that I'm not supposed to let myself do. So instead, the next time I see a pair of the dudes in white shirts and ties, I'm going to buy them a caffeine-free soda and ask them how they're getting along. Maybe leave them my number in case they need some logistical advice, since I'm local to here and know where everything is and can explain how stuff works. I'll tell them about the sympathy I have for their situation, seeing as my ex-girlfriend is LDS. Because there's nothing to combat closed-minded churches who wish you didn't happen to exist than by befriending their followers. :D
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If not understanding people is scary then those who are different from us are our enemies, because we don't fear our friends, right? Fascism, such reasoning goes, is the obvious answer: if everyone's alike then we don't have misunderstandings with each other, and we have nothing to fear. :\

We look down on memes but still participate by taking them, posting them, and pimping them around. Do we recognize the truth in them: that no matter what we score, we're still included in the test's results? Do we feel empowered knowing that while our friends have different outcomes, they are different in ways that it's possible to quantify and understand? Do memes make interpersonal differences less threatening?

If so, then email questionnaires, website personality quizzes, and other memes are one more way the internet is breaking down the kind of thinking that leads to fascism. Strength in numbers used to mean excluding anyone that couldn't fit the most popular mold, but we've got a new paradigm going here on the web.

Accepting our differences together is its own kind of solidarity.
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In moments of desolation or extreme self-destruction, you come across a part of yourself that you can't get rid of, fuck up, or break down any further than it is. That's your soul.

I love you all, and I never want you to be ashamed of being yourselves. )
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The next time I go to Club 2505 presents Panoptikon, I'm teaching a class on how to pick up girls in a club setting. This is not a comprehensive list, so feel free to add to the list in comments, for the good of the class.





Know your target audience
It's important to understand where on the dating spectrum the women in the club fall, so that you have a realistic idea of your chances and do not waste time being emotionally defeated when a girl has someone or is out to catch someone that isn't you.

Girl dating stages and their visual strategies:
Single and not looking
Looks good but not great, probably watching people dance or hanging around the bar, may not be appropriately dressed for that club, doesn't change expressions when contact is made: was probably dragged along with friends, will not be looking for romance. Buy her a sympathy drink to earn brownie points with her friends later if you're looking for an opening gambit with her pack.

Single and looking
Dressed elaborately, wearing too much jewelry, or hiding in dark, quiet corners being a wallflower- all warning signs for damaged or high-maintenance women. If you don't think you're interesting, one really poor tactic to bolster your confidence is to bling until you LOOK interesting. Only try your game if you feel secure and have a high degree of skill. Or if you just want to practice flirting with someone to make them feel better.
Large, single pieces of jewelry, accessorized to catch attention (without looking like a Christmas tree that has too many ornaments). Interesting outfit, hair and nails done, good looking shoes. Makes eye contact for longer than a second. This one is your winner. She's not trying too hard, but not hiding out either. Because she's in the middle of the spectrum she usually blends into the crowds, making your task that much more difficult. Still your best option.
Girl Herds - competitively ho'ed out, hive-minded, and usually loud. These travel in packs, and if you make contact they will pass you around to the one they think you fit best with. Let it happen. Sometimes it works out, but everything you do or say with one all will know of by tomorrow night.

New boyfriend stage and not looking
Lots of girls want to make sure their new boyfriend continues to have fun, and want a chance to both proove to him that she's as hot as anyone out there, and to observe him interacting with other females to make sure he hasn't got a short attention span for girlfriends.
Recognizeable signs: they're called 'fuck me' boots for a reason. Girls with boyfriends feel more secure showing off for him because they have a champion in case someone decides to be an ass. They will be even hotter than the girls who are single. Yes, life is unfair. Shirts printed with words right across the breasts, necklines so low you can hear the echo from her cleavage, and corsets or other boob-trays with a dangly necklace mean she's deliberately drawing attention there. Single girls usually do this at the desperate stage, so let's hope she's with a guy whose attention she wants to keep right where she directs it.
Makes eye contact mostly with ONE GUY, assorted others only occasionally- this girl may not be going out with him, but her attention is already taken up by someone not you. Be neighborly and point out her interest to him if he continues oblivious. Wouldn't you want someone to help you out if you weren't cluing in?

Steady boyfriend, not looking
Has on appropriate clothes but minimal accessorizing of jewelry, nail polish, makeup, and hairstyle. Will make eye contact but does not react to flirting. Probably just there to dance, drink, and socialize.




Know your technique

Once you have an idea of how she'll react to being approached, actually approach her. This is what courage and confidence are for.

React to her attention. Smile brighter AFTER you make eye contact, so she can see that she's the reason for the extra wattage.

Chat her up. Indirect advancement toward your goal of finding dateable prospects is good for showing that you have respect for your audience and allowing you to time to show off your game skills. Asking, "Who are you here with?" rather than, "Do you have a boyfriend?" displays more interest in her social situation than it does in whether she's interested in jumping your bones. It's an open-ended question, and allows her to tell you about her friends, herself, and her significant other if she has one. Talking to people is a time investment well worth spending, as it allows a gentler let-down and may include her hooking you up with her single friend if you have game.

Mnemonics. How much do you remember after talking to her for five minutes? What's her name, her friend's name? What did she say she was doing with her life ten minutes ago? How much attention you pay to her will show, and will cut you out above the crowd in her estimation. Men who pay attention are rare, and therefor precious.

Enjoy yourself - it's not called "game" for nothing. People desire fun, and they desire people who bring that fun with them. Play with your words, use moderate touches of flair or theatricality, tell your stories and jokes, ask her to dance or dance when she's nearby. Bring your A-game and share it with her. Failing that, buy her a drink (only one, as a social nicety, string free) so that your game seems better than it is. If you fear seeming pretentious, practice your flirting skills with your female friends until they think you're charming. It takes practice, so don't be discouraged by early mistakes.

Let her have her turn. You're not the only one with game. Let her bring hers, and share some of the fun she brought. Be fascinated, amused - show what you feel. If you're being respectful and your interest or honesty somehow offend her, then she's probably not the type you're going to get along with in a relationship. Wish her well and move on.

Know when to retreat. If you get any impression from a girl's body language or expression that there's an apparent lack of interest, then tell her you're interested in talking to her more if you see her later. Then go dance or something. Be sincere about respecting people's right to be uninterested in you, or to be absorbed in their own lives. It's usually not about you, so don't take it personally. People are who they are, and it's going to be difficult enough to find someone to fit into your life without carrying around a lot of unfounded blame for other people not fitting. It makes you bitter and cripples your enjoyment of an evening.




That's all I got right now. COMMENT, BITCHES! Help out.
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (WOE)
You know how sometimes I have feelings and I don't know what they are, so it just bothers me continuously 'til I figure it out? Today I figured out why I can't just let the whole thing go and be calm about the family member of mine who's sick. For privacy's sake we'll call her A.

A had a life-threatening illness a few years ago, due to her health choices and some genetic predispositions. She had surgery and has been taking medication since then. Because of the job she had and the really good insurance, she pulled through financially with a minimum of debt. Afterwards she left that job and (unknown to the family) got different insurance with less coverage, despite her knowledge of the probability of a relapse.

The other job she got was supposed to lower her stress, but didn't. She did not leave it to find a job that was actually less stressful. She didn't stop smoking or start eating any better. She didn't start an exercise regimen, or a program to meditate and release stress through consciousness. She kept living as though the pills would fix everything and keep her safe forever despite warnings by her doctors and her family that they were no guarantee.

And now she is ill again, having failed to learn any lesson from the first time. And it's worse than it was. And while there is hope, there is also a much greater chance that she will die.




She did not choose her illness, but having once beaten her illness she chose to ignore it and not continue to beat it. And I'm angry at her for that. I feel like a jerk for being upset with someone who may be dying. I also feel upset with A that she chose to not take any sort of preventive maintenance to ensure that the people who love her don't have to endure the slow torture of watching her struggle with something that will weaken her, take from her what health and wealth she has, and feed her despair. Are we supposed to not care that she's created a situation to punish herself? Are we supposed to prove our love for her by bailing her out and propping her up again? Will she believe that we love her and stop punishing herself, and thus punishing us for loving her?

I feel enraged that I cannot choose not to care, cannot NOT watch or help, even though there's no guarantee that I'm not pouring love and effort and energy down a bottomless well of self-resentment and neglect.

I'm not used to emo anymore. But maybe now that I've got a handle on where my emotions are going, I can chill out.

Also: I have a massive headache, so now that I've told you guys the news I'm gonna go read and eat cookies in bed, where nothing bad ever happens.
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (Movement)
I remember things better if I have a picture or my own words to lead me back into the thought process. Words work best.

I have a pretty bad memory for people and events, except as facts that can be organized into a structural framework. Those parts are handled by a different part of the brain that seems to work just fine. But the fine detail, the 'flavor' of an experience will eventually degrade and I'll need to be reminded of what happened. I'd like to be able to blame that on the bits of brain damage I've got, but unfortunately I've always had selective amnesia where people are concerned. Maybe it got worse, but I have no way of judging that.

Maybe it was easier being kid-me if I could choose who mattered and who didn't by refusing to remember anything I didn't like. It's a form of control after all: like propaganda used inside your own head, and to much the same purpose. In a world where you have no power, it's the very first thing you have a choice in. You can't control your family or their behavior, you can't even control your body very well, but you can control who you ignore and what matters to you. You babysitter that drinks beer and makes you watch daytime TV? You keep only as much of her as you are willing to allow.

So I taught my brain to be this way, and now I'm training it to be some other way, and I've been trying for years. I think it's worked as much as it can, but I won't give up on the mnemonic exercises. I hope I'm wrong, but in case I'm not, I want to share with you my fears in the hope that even if I forget, you won't.

I don't want to lose you. If you read this, you are important to me. But eventually the details of our meetings may be lost to me, and that frightens me. I have all the things I have right now, but what of when these things are gone? Some of you will move away, or grow away from me, and then I will only have as much of you as I remember.

And those memories will fade.

I started keeping notes in my day planner a few years ago, and making sure to write down anything I absolutely had to remember. But I lack the skill to wrap all of an experience in few enough words to write them and have enough time to live the life to which they belong. I wish I could trust to my brain to do all this by itself, to correlate and stack information in ways that keep all of you safely here. I don't. I'm resigned to that. It's upsetting, but not tragic. I can write some of it down. But if you want to maybe sometime go through with me and make sure that I remember something that was important to you, well, that would be nice.
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (Dark and Wrong)
According to predominantly Christianized Western beliefs, we have a silently suffering minority that has been overlooked for hundreds of years. These poor souls have been oppressed on the basis of their gender and been unable to voice any concerns without severe social backlash. But it's not who you think it is.

Women are not supposed to be sluts, and as such we are discriminated against for enjoying sex with men. Our culture has a lot of social pressures designed to reinforce our place as the withholders of sex. Gay men aren't even supposed to exist, being similarly vilified for liking cock. So, if it's not okay for women to like dick, and it's not okay for men to like it either, that leaves pretty much nobody to like what's in a man's pants.

Sorry, guys.

But, see, now it's on your shoulders, too. The reclaiming of women's right to be sexually forward is up to us all, and you stand to benefit as much from our freedom as we do. Feminism can only come so far without the help of masculism: the belief that the power of men and maleness is a cure for particular social ills of our culture. If feminism has made it okay for men to be more open, more intimate, then masculism can make it okay for women to be more promiscuous. And that can only help your chances, y'all.

So praise the sluts you know and treat them well. Be sex-positive and encourage this forward-thinking social change that gets us all laid. :D


[ETA: This is what happens when I'm sick. My brain starts working all funny and goes in strange directions and new ideas come out of it.]
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (Default)
"We don't love people's faults, but their faults make us able to love them. We love the people we can reach, those differently broken than ourselves, that seem beautiful to us."

Doug asked me to elaborate last week, but there's still some bits that aren't finished with my idea of the impulse toward love. People mostly ask questions that make sense to them, but y'all're some strange race to me so I get to ask questions about things other people already think are obvious and come up with cracked insights and look like a smarter person than I really am. :) I'm okay with that.

Today's question: Why do people want to fall in love with the people they fall for? )
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (Biohazard)
I'm baking pumpkin cake in preparation for the Halloween 'drink rum and watch bad movies' session. Yes, [livejournal.com profile] brotherdaniel, I found some Cruzan Black Strap of my own. It is Of. The. Yummy. I have also taken one of your posts and stolen a tangent of it to put here.

In thinky news, articles on assault often take a stance that says that violating common safety precautions is like asking to be mugged, beaten, raped, or kidnapped. And in an understandably irate response to that, people who have been in such a situation or know of someone who has rail on at the journalist putting forth that view. But what if both parties are wrong? Surely if either side actually knew how to fix the problem it would be fixed by now?

So here is assault as I see it, and to put a label on it for memetic aptness it will be called Save The Villain, Not The Victim. ) Hidden behind the cut for bandwidth reasons.
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (Metaphor)
People seem to get stuck on duality, even relatively intelligent people. It's easy to see why: 9/10ths of the options are in those two categories. But always choosing one of the two most popular options means that your brain has drowned in the mainstream, been undertowed and sucked into complacency. Sometimes you want to choose a different course to navigate, and if you've trained yourself to see only those options which present themselves most clearly, then you're missing out on a lot of opportunities to go a different way.

If the workplace were the Serengeti and you had to interact with the other animals in it, most people would be either predators or prey. If you want to be in control you're obviously a lion. If you want to have srength through solidarity, you're a wildebeest and may get eaten anyway. (If you just want to have great hair then you're a zeebra, and probably deserve to get eaten.) But what if you don't want to bother with power dynamics? You don't want to eat or be eaten, just to grow as a person until you're too strong to be pushed around? If you are taking a slow and difficult path of self-betterment that has nothing to do with fitting into the herd, or with being the scariest badass, then what kind of archetype is that?

You are an elephant. As a healthy adult, you will have no natural predators. Your massive, powerful feet are sensitive enough that you can tell a rock from a turtle, so you will never step on your neighbor the turtle. You do no harm to others and are the wisest creature in your landscape. How do you fit that much effort, vulnerability, and willingness to change into a social paradigm? How do you show that the boring, slow-moving elephant is a good alternative to the loud and cool-seeming lion? Or that not being a particular thing does not limit your choice to being its opposite?
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (normal)
I have finally figured out the repressive, normative impulse in people who do not themselves fall within the norm. It frustrated me for the longest time that I could not figure out why the over achievers and some of the freaks would exert pressure and punish other people for being outside the norm in the same ways that they themselves are. They want to be special. THAT'S IT. They are assholes to people they could otherwise identify with, connect with, so that they can feel important. I liked a lot of those people for who they were, and tried to reach out to them, but my unashamed deviance seemed to repulse them even when they were the same way, because they didn't feel special. They didn't understand the unique nature of each spirit, the unavoidable distinction between any similar things.

This is it. This is (I hope) the last really big piece of human nature that I never had part of, and never understood. I've always been able to tell the difference between myself and other people, always known that the self was inviolable, inimitable. But I knew that because I grew up energy sensitive, and most people didn't. Maybe now I can do this being-human thing, live in this world and know what it's like for others.

I would not even have figured this out yet if it were not for the TV show Heroes, and the character Sylar who represents this paradigm at it's most extreme. But in a less dramatic form, it is present in so many people I have had contact with all my life.

I'm sort of stunned at the magnitude of implication. I'm going to be re-writing my social interaction protocols for a fucking week.

coalesce

Feb. 27th, 2007 04:41 pm
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (Metaphor)
Procrustes: Greece's first serial killer has quite a legacy. He may have been killed by Theseus more than two thousand years ago, but the tradition he left of deliberately making people fit an unfair standard is alive and well.


I'm trying to simplify the concept of how a statistical universe of people not complying with the Procrustean bed model of interaction will change your world, so that I can turn it into a ritual for this Samhain's CMA. There has to be a way to break down the idea into smaller pieces that a layman can converse about, but only some of those I've already got. The translation effect I can make simple enough to put it into a ritual, but terms like "statistical universe" require explanation, and I don't want to write a ritual where I'm talking for half an hour. I always hate those, and other people will, too.
Meh.


I'm thinking of doing a daytime-hours class on it instead if I don't get the reductionism worked out by August.
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (headkicked)
So: somewhere in the back of my head there is a giant table on which things get taken apart and put back together, and lots of what gets fucked around with in this manner is human interaction. ('Cause I'm both good and bad at it. You'll see.) Sitting on the table currently is what I know about Peter Nguyen, the owner of my clinic.

His business practices state clearly that he doesn't know how to motivate people. That he has not yet figured out how means that he doesn't know what motivates people, because from what to how is a step of reading a few management books and a couple hours thinking. If he had the basics it wouldn't be taking this long. His avoidance and distance from the therapists means that because we are even further outside his ideology, he is made uneasy by his lack of control over the interaction, which is a standard human response. So I have one archetypal baseline to play with. Maybe I'll not-quite-flirt with him and make him even more uneasy? But it would be difficult to make sure that he didn't react by withdrawing further and staying walled off. Maybe I'll get someone to have a convoluted argument with me on therapist ethics and maneuver him into mediating so that he has both people and ideas to deal with. Hmm . . .

I've talked to him, tried explaining us to him (which is why he thinks I'm a basketcase), as have other therapists, and that has not produced any noticeable changes (other than the basketcase thing). So probability say that he lacks, 8 chances in 10: imagination/empathy to connect our experience with his, 2 chances in 10: enough awareness of himself to connect to other people period. This will require research and thought before the pranking can begin. Because knowing your mark is fundamental to the dance. :)
flamingsword: “in my defense, I was left unsupervised” (caffeine love)
Okay, the true meaning of that dream has finally emerged, and it's a weirdie. )

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