I fake smart good. I'm good with words. I know how to sound
convincing and convince people of things with words. I should be
a political writer but I hate politics. One trick: Mention
something they said. Make metaphor/analogy connecting it to
something REALLY unexpected so they have to think. Confusion.
Result: I look smart. == Yup. Same here. I'm lost with a blank
piece of paper. I need a conversation. I pick a few words that
look important and run with it. Always works. == I vaguely
remember something about Shannon's law I read in high school.
Something about the redundancy of English and that most
communication is just fluff. The actual important stuff requires
very few words and even sometimes not even words. == I played
around with CB Radio in the 80s before I got my first modem in
'89 and liked to try to skip the signal across the clouds and
talk to people much further than 5 miles away. Communication was
difficult as we'd only get a few words back and forth to each
other, sometimes just a tone of voice. It was enough. That's
when I read up on Shannon and commuinication, signal noise and
stuff. Didn't care about the math but the concepts were gold. ==
A razor? vibrations and a hairspring? I'm trying to picture how.
Fascinating. I built one set from Radio Shack and got AM but
never could do the soldering kits. Always cold solder. Loved boy
scouts though. Wanted to do the build-your-own-radio stuff but
no help around, but at least I learned morse + braille on my own
from it. I guess I was more into the language side. I can build
plug-together things but I was a wire-wrapper and never could
get to the level of soldering correctly... not for lack of
trying. == fucking awesome.... jealousy-level 100 here. I loved
making electromagnets - I was good at wrapping cylinders and
making them as powerful as possible. = I've made a few decent
antennas from scratch though. I still have a shortwave radio
hanging around. On nights where the internet is dull (never
anymore), I'd listen in and try to make sense. I'm also pro at
finding good cellphone reception spots. I'm patient with making
my arm do various contortions to catch the signal from the sky.
== cool. I'm of the "use what works for you" mentality about
that so that's awesome smile emoticon Mine is: 3rd grade to
control stutter, had to learn to pause b4 speaking and while
speaking. 5th grade: Biofeedback. 1983. I had to control a
computer with my mind and make tones go up and down. You can BET
that fed into my ego that "I can make a computer do anything
with my mind". Because I can. My mind, a little cleverness and
some typing. Total ego boost for an 11 yr old. Used "QR
technique" - doesn't exist anymore, but basically guided
meditation/breathing stuff. Control anxiety. It worked enough.
late teens: Learned vipasana meditation from a book. mid/late
20s - got into Eastern Orthodoxy - the mystical stuff. jesus
prayer, noetic prayer, putting your mind in your heart, stuff
like that. Can't do binural stuff though. No hearing in left
ear, right ear only goes to 5000hz (premie). Blind in right eye,
poor vision in left. Diagnosed with cerebral palsy. Special
school 'til 5. Entered normal school. Nobody can tell. No
medicine either, just brain plasticity effectiveness through
good physical therapy at the right time. == Something messed up
with the brain causes muscles to work wrong. Intellect is
usually fine. Bad cases are in wheelchairs and can't move or
speak. I'm lucky and grateful to have had good people to help.
No signs at all but there's probably some rewired section of my
brain somewhere. == What did I get? I'd like to have good ears
and eyes. Two messed up inputs I have to work around 16 hrs a
day. I have perfect pitch but I have to use my mind to hear
octaves that go higher than 5000hz. == Yeah, I doubt anybody
really 'gets it all'. Maybe they do, I dunno. I'm just grateful
the pauli exclusion principle keeps working so my ass doesn't go
through this chair to the center of the earth at any given
moment. Thought crosses my mind more than it should but I ignore
it most of the time. Anxiety issues never leave but they can at
least get to a dull murmur. == Oh I don't want sympathy. You
have it worse than me. You have no escape. I avoid ppl as much
as possible. Had to go to tiny private school because the
throngs of ppl that liked to provoke me would do it all day
long. Even in the private school (poor was helpful there),
there'd always be one or two that would provoke me. They knew my
buttons and pushed freely. No, I can't complain. I wouldn't want
to have to deal with that stuff again. You know what helps me? I
don't talk to people who try to provoke me. I still get them
here. I smile now and nod my head and let them try. I make
myself look stupid on purpose until they give up trying. I
refuse to be emotionally manipulated. Takes lots of practice.
I'm still working on it. No, you have it worse. I get to do
stupid stuff like this in public because I dont' care as much.
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https://vine.co/v/iKIrtp3r3iu == I
could never be a dictator. I make a good diplomat though. When
there's a crisis, I'm the guy that stands in the middle and
settles it so nobody's happy but everybody's 'ok' with each
other again. It knocks the shit out of me, but I'm good at it.
== Well I don't know where my knowledge comes from but seems
similar here. An analogy is when I sit at the piano and play: I
just play. I don't have a plan. I don't know what I'm going to
play. I just let the notes do their thing. I can play for hours
on end. Been a while since I played but it's like a muse thing.
"Flow". I get into "flow" states really quickly, although
they're easily jostled. Anyway, my life's kinda like that. I
think of humanity as overgrown children and treat them as such
but I guess I'm more nurture type. No, I know I am. I cut the
lines firm when I must but I allow a LOT of leeway 'til then.
Ppl gotta figure thing out for themselves 'cause I'm not gonna
be there to give orders but I *can* watch and guide and cut firm
lines when necessary. You should hear me yell at the bears
though. There's a family of bears that' been coming by past few
days. I have a dictator voice like nobody here's heard. 12 ppl
at this house and they're always shocked to hear me roar but
those bears are going to LEAVE NOW and listen to me, and they
always do. == You got your path and it's nothing like mine and
neither is my path like yours. I'm just another know-it-all type
who think they got all the answers but doesn't know shit. No
sarcasm there - I know I'm like that. ==
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