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cortexelation - wubwub

Hey
LMAO writing in my own handwriting is amazing.
I realized something about myself, and my social habits.
I'm a loner with tons of friends.
xD
And I figured out the geometry to it.
Essentially, I prefer to do tons of awesome stuff on my own, so I can blow people's minds about it later. That's what really gets the knives stabbing in my milk-plus. If I hang out too much, I miss out on my alone mind. If I lone out too much, I miss out on everyone else's minds (and what their alone minds discovered, feeding into me, and so on). Some of my best thinking is done with other people. Some of my best thinking is done on my own.
It's like, often, you have an INCREDIBLE hang out, and you need time to absorb what just happened. If you continue the hang out to a bitter end, sometimes you're just hanging on by a thread of habit, sometimes parts of memory-integration are lost. Also, if you have an INCREDIBLE alone day, you want to be around others (before your mood/memories/epiphanies pass) so other people can absorb your glow, and feed back into you.
Breaking down rigidity in either habit. The taking-for-grantedness. What it really comes down to is oscillation. Too much of one yields desire for the other. And it's like a swing: if you want to get higher, you can't just perpetually push yourself in one direction; you have to move with the pendulating momentum.
But even more ultimate is the combination (working on projects FOR other people (when I'm alone) / exploring the universe and going on adventures WITH other people.) And even MORE ultimate is feedback. (Hanging out, drawing a picture about the hang out when I'm alone, looking at the picture the next time we hang out, making a clomoid about how we looked at the picture, writing about all of it when I go home)

Tangent t/o: look at this picture. Turns out senile dementia is the result of ultra-self-referencing neurons XD. So many thought tangles one cannot even think!

College is called "uni" here.
People add "as" to the ends of things with major emphasis.
"Dude that's sweet as."
I like to think of it as a simile without comparison. (because sometimes there's just none)
They drink Mother energy drink. Energy drinks are EVERYWHERE, kiwis love their adreneline.
My flatmates are James (Psych student from Australia and the awesomest dude ever,), Gemma (kiwi, EMT, habitual smoker and insomniac, very left-brained, full of fascinating stories of people dying in front of her, reminds me of House, often sneaks us into her ambulance), and Krista (American, we tied her up in a blanket after we made a fort last night in the living room lmao). We're like a family.
Marmite is a popular condiment/spread thing made from yeast. I thought it was kind of salty+bitter at first, but within a few days I learned to like it. Actually, I'm in love with it. Actually, it's quite fascinating: I can picture my subjective feelings of how it tasted every day this week, and it gradually becoming more awesome as.
The Australian version is Vegemite, which is essentially the same thing, although James and Gemma endlessly debate the superiority of their country's yeast spread. After my jar is bugger all gone, I reckon I'll skvat a vegemite, and I'll see once and for all.

I LOVE doing the dishes.
I weaseled my way out of doing them, or even learning HOW to do them, or what it was like, my whole life.
Like, I remember there was one night in Amherst last month, when Ann and I did all the dishes (to be nice, being guests and all), and I had little idea of what I was doing ("wait, do I put this in the dishwasher after I clean it with a sponge? or is that redundant? what am I supposed to put in the dishwasher? why put anything in the dishwasher when I can just clean it. I don't understand ._.")
It's fascinating, the fact that my mom cleans everything in the whole house and cooks everything for us, it's like this fact I've never empathized with, totally ignoring all ethical implications, blind to points of view.

On Wednesday I played in a netball game. It's this New Zealand sport. Basketball raped ultimate frisbee and out came netball. It's totally a game of position and passing. I sat out the first game and a half, trying to figure out the strategy and such, but once I started playing it was a totally different story. Objective learning != subjective. I was a center. There's defence, center, and offence, and each is restricted to their half of the court (like a Venn Diagram). Interestingly, Leo was there! He was amazing. He'd pass it, and then SHOO like lightning he'd be in the like perfect position to receive the next pass, ahead in the court, and BAM basket. He was so fast he was like passing it to himself the whole time XD (lol)

I live in Ilam Village. It's essentially full of Americans. Everyone knows me. The hair predominately makes me easy to remember. But also my awesomeness and my bizarre antics.

blue brain project!
holy crap, brain simulations. >< We're going to learn so much. Like, psychopharmacological simulations? Whoa! WHOA! I want to like, drop out of school and join this project lmao. I find it fitting that science is finally realizing that reductionism only goes so far, and due to the nature of chaos, complexity, and emergent behavior, one needs to actually see an entire system running as a whole to make further progress in understanding.

Been listening to tons of audio books, while I go on walks and such. V.S. Ramachandran (neuroscience dude) is awesome as. Everytime he rolls his r's I get nerd butterflies . I listened to him talk about synesthesia. Amazing. What blew my mind was this girl who was colorblind yet in numbers had the sensation of colors she couldn't see in the real world . Martian colors she called them. Holy crap. Could I make myself see a fourth color synesthetically? Wtf is qualia? Do bats experience color in their own way? Do rhinos use color for smell? Synesthesia is innate in all of us, and he argues it's responsible for the formation of protolanguage, that certain sounds have a tendency to connect with other sensations in the brain. WHICH is totally awesome and related to Terence McKenna's DMT glossolalia.

"Create an object with your voice"

*tests*
Booogantythsths

LMAO i pictured this humped snail-snake with an awkward look on his face, dragging along this floppyslimed tail that's like 3-5 tails allslimedtogether

Mad glosso.