<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702</id><updated>2012-02-17T16:21:37.799+13:00</updated><category term='purpose'/><title type='text'>ovisional</title><subtitle type='html'>reflections.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-258332520533806750</id><published>2009-04-19T13:20:00.014+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:47:01.123+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading on a graveyard clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Reading at the early hours of the morning can be highly challenging. One's body is conditioned for sleep at these times, so any activity that elicits rest states is usually difficult to sustain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Previous attempts of reading at these times result in repeated lapses of microsleep, with virtually no noticeable transition from awake state to dream state. The transition would be only a few seconds long, and would end with me jolting myself into consciousness - only to lapse into another microsleep just moments later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What I set out to do was find out how I could stay awake for 3 hours of reading (from 3am - 6am). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;First Challenge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How to stay alert when sleep is overdue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Easter Saturday night, I was staying at my aunty and uncle's elevated homestead overlooking the Waikato Plains. As I was transitioning to polyphasic sleeping (first night), I had to amuse myself for an entire night in isolation - away from my computer and other entertainment that I would usually entertain myself with. What I did bring with me was a book called "Emergence" by Steven Johnson. I told myself that I would finish at least half of the book before my 6am nap (about 100 pages worth).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How on earth was I going to do this? I was sitting in a cosy room with a lazy fire flickering in the background and mood lighting... this sort of environment was perfect for snuggling up and snoozing all night long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I sat back on the deep leather couch, and began to read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each time I felt myself losing concentration, I would lean forward onto my haunches. I found the simple change in posture cleared my brain and brightened my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sure enough, I got through around 90 odd pages (including interludes for juggling and food/drink).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Next Challenge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How to keep alert when heavily sleep deprived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, so this was quite something else. I could barely keep my eyes open following the 2:30am nap... yet I really wanted to read "Way of the Superior Man" by David Deida. This seemed like a ridiculous prospect given my state. Nonetheless, I set out to experiment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could tell that just sitting forwards would not keep me awake long. So I tried sitting on a ledge with my legs suspended in the air. It was an act of balance and weight management. This sort of position kept my mind focused and alert - which allowed me to read for some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought that perhaps now I could read whilst standing. No such chance! I quickly slipped into la-la land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found that I could stay alert during reading by holding myself in an active position (stretching, lifting, balance, and motion [to a lesser degree]).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-258332520533806750?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/258332520533806750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=258332520533806750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/258332520533806750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/258332520533806750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2009/04/reading-on-graveyard-clock.html' title='Reading on a graveyard clock'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-4068966487064241333</id><published>2009-04-16T09:31:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:40:33.571+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Alarms and raw food</title><content type='html'>Right, I think I'm gonna do a wake-up rehearsal as suggested by PureDoxyk and Steve Pavlina...  Once again I slept through my core sleep by 1 hour. This time I decided it would be best to 'reset' myself by continuing to sleep a full 8 hours (and wake at 6 am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I shall set my alarms for 5 mins, and practice getting up automatically and walk out of the room to wash my face. Then do some yoga stretches and juggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have started introducing more raw foods into my diet. The last few days, instead of buying lollies at the dairy ($1 - $2), I bought a bag of kiwifruit ($1.50), avocados (2 for $2.50), and bananas (1 bunch @ $2.90). Much better for me, and actually more flavoursome than chocolate and sweets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-4068966487064241333?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/4068966487064241333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=4068966487064241333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/4068966487064241333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/4068966487064241333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2009/04/alarms-and-raw-food.html' title='Alarms and raw food'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-7453632406442432700</id><published>2009-04-16T09:31:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:32:04.378+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Alarms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-7453632406442432700?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/7453632406442432700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=7453632406442432700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/7453632406442432700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/7453632406442432700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2009/04/alarms.html' title='Alarms'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-548324058106230556</id><published>2009-04-13T08:17:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:34:10.374+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Oversleeping through core!</title><content type='html'>So I've been fine with sleeping during naps, however I've overslept the core sleep (2:30am - 4:00am) three nights in a row. I slept until 6:30 or until the 7:30am nap reminder arrives. The first night I don't think I had my alarm turned on for that nap (new cellphone), however the 2nd and 3rd night (last night) I am sure the alarm was working. So what must have been happening is that I would turn off my alarm and not bother getting up... classic oversleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This presents me with some options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;change the core sleep to a time when I'm less likely to oversleep: 6 - 7:30am or 10 - 11:30pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;set up multiple alarms - which I did during uberman schedule 2 years back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;change where I have my core sleep to a less comfortable place or sleeping position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;place alarms in a out of reach place - set up problem solving alarms etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I could do all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, however, pleased that I stayed up following oversleeping at 7am ish. This is an improvement on the 9 or 10am wakeup that plagued my daily life. I am also pleased that I can easily fall asleep for the naps, and have been dreaming through them - which suggests REM sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to pull out the FURY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-548324058106230556?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/548324058106230556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=548324058106230556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/548324058106230556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/548324058106230556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2009/04/oversleeping-through-core.html' title='Oversleeping through core!'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-1309884954535620322</id><published>2009-04-13T01:53:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:04:27.279+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to Polyphasic Sleeping Lifestyle!</title><content type='html'>I stopped polyphasic sleeping mainly because of unpredictable uni and work schedules. Also uberman conflicted with my social life. I lacked the determination to take an interlude out of a social affair for naps (peer pressure came into it also). My lecturers were also completely against me sleeping in university. It seemed society was completely against such ways of living. I left polyphasic sleeping for future investigation when my environment was more forgiving and I had a flexible and/or a well spaced schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has realised itself of late. I am actually quite amazed. It's nearly perfection. Not only that, I feel far more congruent with the logic and implications of such a lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am now a third year (digital design) student, I have been allowed 24 hour access to the computer labs. This means that I can actually theoretically 'live' at university if needed. As the university is located in the city, I am able to head there after clubbing/partying and use the facilities. It is warm, safe, and silent. The tutors have changed their attitude to students staying in the labs overnight (security upgraded) and it is now encouraged that students do so if they wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just acquired a job as a cycle courier, which is brilliant exercise (Auckland is built on 150 dormant volcanoes) and it gives me the motivation to rise early (8am - 10am daily shift).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening job doing waiting fits in nicely with the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University classes slot nicely into the schedule also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago I was all over the place... I kinda did polyphasic sleeping out of a retaliation against society, I was a mismatcher with an instinct towards global harmony. My brain was scattered. I dove into the information age and became totally consumed by exploring human potential and personal development. I spent half my life looking for the weirdest and most challenging forms possible. I basically alienated myself from myself and others through having unconventional and extreme interests. I lived a life of opposition and contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has changed. The scattered mind is collecting ever so rapidly. It feels like the rest of the world is doing the same. That is probably a delusion of my reality tunnel - either way, I prefer to think that it's happening like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-1309884954535620322?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/1309884954535620322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=1309884954535620322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/1309884954535620322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/1309884954535620322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2009/04/return-to-polyphasic-sleeping.html' title='Return to Polyphasic Sleeping Lifestyle!'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-4655892541914385877</id><published>2009-03-07T02:30:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:40:45.916+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Having fun with everyone!</title><content type='html'>Tonight I went to a concert, Shihad and The Mint Chicks... they are New Zealand bands and I had a complete blast. I was partying it up, moshing hard out with heaps of dudes - laughing, having a wicked time... my flatmate hooked up with a good friend of mine from audio engineering school, and they are both such cool people... so I'm stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shihad was awesome... we went nuts and so did the band. There was this crazy little chick who kept punching me in the back. At one stage I got pushed backwards into her, and she went completely bonkers... kicking me in the legs and stuff going "don't fucking do that shit!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later explained to her that I was pushed. It turns out she had already figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later went to a club called Margaritas, and basically got eye contact with every single person and danced with them... lots of hi-fives and knuckle respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruised home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the promo work I've been doing lately, I feel completely comfortable in my own skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-4655892541914385877?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/4655892541914385877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=4655892541914385877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/4655892541914385877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/4655892541914385877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2009/03/having-fun-with-everyone.html' title='Having fun with everyone!'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-7492311090391059161</id><published>2009-02-27T09:34:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:38:18.027+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Your motivation? Necessity and Possibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Opening up our options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternative ways of doing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Options &amp;amp; Procedures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibility:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;can, could, want to, will, would, may, might, possibility, love to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necessity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;must, mustn't, should, shouldn't, have to, need to, impossible, can't, couldn't, won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which has more options?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose to be sick&lt;br /&gt;Choose to be well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to be sick - positive learnings&lt;br /&gt;Want to be well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to be sick&lt;br /&gt;Have to be well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be sick&lt;br /&gt;Should be well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can be sick&lt;br /&gt;Can't be sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can be well&lt;br /&gt;Can't be well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Nominalisations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reducing choices. Focus. Static.&lt;br /&gt;Turning verbs (doing, processes) into nouns (labels).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semiotics - Tree vs. Treeing (the tree that grows - therefore it is a treeing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Semiotics helps us to not to take representations for granted as 'reflections of reality', enabling us to take them apart and consider whose realities they represent." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.aber.ac.uk/media/Documents/S4B/sem02a.html"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Turning a process into a static thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you loving? How are you relating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a book yesterday called "The Myth of Tomorrow" by Gary Buffone... he states that love is an action, that love is a verb. To demonstrate love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He argues that obligatory love without demonstration is not love - for example, loving a family member just because they are family, yet never actually going to visit or demonstrate that love - to act out that love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting to note that to be in love suggests it is experiential. It is dictated by time. It's in the moment. A process of (being in love).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one can fall out of being in love with someone quite easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However love as a noun is putting a label on something, saying you love someone or something suggests that attachment. It sounds static and infinite. There are contradictions to this for eg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One may say they love a song, then get sick of it because of overexposure or an unpleasant anchoring experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, one may love someone, until it becomes obligatory - because you HAVE to or should love due to marriage or because of your genetic connection with that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denominalise everything!&lt;br /&gt;Turn the noun into the verb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-7492311090391059161?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/7492311090391059161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=7492311090391059161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/7492311090391059161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/7492311090391059161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2009/02/your-motivation-necessity-and.html' title='Your motivation? Necessity and Possibility'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-519291391040812482</id><published>2009-02-01T17:10:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:14:15.476+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison: The antidote within us all.</title><content type='html'>NLP - An attitude of curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The antidote within us all. Poison reframed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soap - Cleanser made with rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all the resources we need to succeed... it is just a matter of looking at them in a different way and applying them to more useful situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So NLP is a way of finding out how one does things successfully - like for instance, a phobia of meeting people. A presupposition of NLP is that there is a positive intention behind every action - everyone is doing the best they can with the resources they have available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-519291391040812482?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/519291391040812482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=519291391040812482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/519291391040812482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/519291391040812482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2009/01/poison-antidote-within-us-all.html' title='Poison: The antidote within us all.'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-5643837060587490309</id><published>2008-12-20T15:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:11:25.075+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes! And...  ~ Notes on Progression ~</title><content type='html'>The well known improvisational comedy principle "Yes, and" is an incredibly powerful tool for positive progression in conversational settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its structure is simple, and is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To agree to what has been said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To add something to what was said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also works for potentially hurtful responses i.e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're old"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Yes, and I'm currently exhibiting at the Maritime Museum... have you seen The Little Mermaid?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or for negative ones, by reframing their negative into a positive, more useful message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The whole world is corrupt, everyone's dying"&lt;br /&gt;"That's really cool that you notice what's going on in the world, it shows me you want to make a difference"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, and... (it's like this...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Positive Affirmation + Positive Reframe ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(+) + (+ ~) = :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna fucking kill you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wow, you have confidence - I respect that"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... or (in context of protection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"That's cool you look after your friends like this. People like you seem to be a rarity these days"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so fat and ugly, no one will ever invite me to the dance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I like (+) how you actually care how others feel (+ ~). That also shows me you take pride in your appearance and want to improve yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-5643837060587490309?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/5643837060587490309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=5643837060587490309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/5643837060587490309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/5643837060587490309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-and-notes-on-progression.html' title='Yes! And...  ~ Notes on Progression ~'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152578715866447702.post-950109696692017069</id><published>2008-12-20T12:43:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:13:08.218+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><title type='text'>Reasoning</title><content type='html'>As I have decided to attend the NLP master practitioner training, I deem it important to re-evaluate what is important for me as a person, what I want out of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, I have pinpointed my passions in life to 3 clear categories. Through this post I shall attempt to abstract these further into one meaningful statement / message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no specific order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visual Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Relationships&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it seams two have bonded already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music can be seen as fulfilling various smaller needs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The desire for beauty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The desire for discovery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The desire to express&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The desire to influence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The desire to cause an effect.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Specifically ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linguistic relationships:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;aesthetics: visual and phonetic ~ the look of the words and the sound of the words (letters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kin-aesthetics: emotion and movement ~ how the words feel, , the pacing of the words - rhythm and articulation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;auditory digital: unconscious and conscious ~ firing thought processes at different levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;How do each of these considerations relate to/with the music?&lt;br /&gt;Do the lyrical elements contrast or align with or oppose the music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, music is about asking time for its eternity.&lt;br /&gt;Time knows what feels right. It knows what will be passed on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It knows its eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask it. I ask it to let out its natural formulas. Its secrets. Its heritage and roots. Its common knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's common knowledge. It is within us all. We know what is eternal, what is timeless. We just need to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A memorable tune is universal.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love is universal.&lt;br /&gt;Emotion is universal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mozart once said: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  "I am looking for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two notes that love each other&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About time in relation to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitch is time.&lt;br /&gt;Rhythm is time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitch is frequency.&lt;br /&gt;Frequency makes up rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitch is tiny fluctuations in time, through compression and rarefaction (to stretch) of a medium such as air. Pitch tends to affect one's emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes are measured in hertz. 'A', for instance, is 440 hz... meaning that every second, air compressed and rarefied 440 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rhythm is larger slices in time. Rhythm tend to affect ones kenesiology temporarily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faster tempos may quicken heart-rate and breathing leading to a possible boost of adrenaline - allowing emotions like anger, fear and excitement open to suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower tempos may slow heart rate and breathing, allowing one to relax easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst I was on the NLP practitioner training, we completed a process which was to visualise ourselves at the end of our life, reflecting on every decision and experience, and the motivation and purpose behind each. We then asked our unconscious mind to present one word for all of these experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So my one motivation in life is to share. Share experiences; share learnings and wisdom&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; share time and energy; share beauty and observation; share emotions; share the love. To relate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why sharing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why share? Surely a more selfish existence would be more fulfilling? Through offering oneself as a valuable asset I will connect with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152578715866447702-950109696692017069?l=ovisional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/feeds/950109696692017069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152578715866447702&amp;postID=950109696692017069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/950109696692017069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152578715866447702/posts/default/950109696692017069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ovisional.blogspot.com/2008/12/reasoning.html' title='Reasoning'/><author><name>spherm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10171788766659225501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1OIVVaYS6I/SeH3SmmJUcI/AAAAAAAABQk/ALUEpVez0qM/S220/P1070957.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
