Remember the 3D photos we used to stare at. It is a great analogy to hypnosis. With the help of two dots, our eyes can be locked into another stage where the 3D images begin to present themselves out of ulterly random chaos. Same with hypnosis. With the help of a hypnosis master, the mind switches to another stage. While I was hypnotized yesterday, I was highly aware I was hypnotized and I knew that if I just shook my head, I could get out of it. But why should I? The 3D images are so beautiful and amazing that they eyes are willingly to be locked. My mind kept exploring the sensation that I never experienced before, and my curiosity finished off the loop that the hypnosis master's master plan. Awesome!
I had a run a minute ago. According to my running log, the first time in 10 days due to the rainy whether. I intentionally used some hypnosis technique: focusing on something other than my exhaustion. It worked! It felt like a really good run. And the more I think about it, the more it began to make sense. For example, I always feel less exhausted when I run a new route, because I am easily distracted (or focused) on the new scenary. What's why I can hit 7-8 miles when I ran the West Lake. I do not think I can do it by running campus loop twice. Cheering also works. When people cheer for you, you are so focused on not letting them down, and your body just stretches itself to it ultimate edge without you even realizing it.
On the dark side, I also realized that it could be used to make people stupid. Now I am ulterly convinced that religion takes advanatge of it to convince people that when they concentrate, they will feel an unworldly sensation, because of god or whatever. Nonsense. People's mind is amazing because it could be shaped into different sensations (probably due to evolutionary advanatge), and contributing it to another person, god or whatever, just belittles human spirit. Well, it is not my fault. Maybe some day I should find an evolutionary advantage for believing in god, then I will be ulterly speechless, as if I picked up a stone to hit my toes.
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