Post by dtjohnson on Mar 2, 2015 7:59:25 GMT
Looking back on my life and realizing that some actions were derived by different areas of the brain was actually rather rewarding to me. Deciphering my "Spock", "Kirk" , and "Scotty" moments was a unique way of reminiscing.
As a high school teacher I believe I stayed focused in on the rational portion of thinking. In my teaching I tried to explain how and why we do things and the lasting effects that those actions provide. I also try to base most actions off rational approaches. So I would consider myself a "Spock" type personality.
"Kirk" however definitely shows his face in my brain activity. One hugely disappointing way I know the Kirk style brain activity takes charge is when I see food. No matter what kind of diet I'm on, the sight of food usually diminishes most rational thought I could have potentially been carrying.
Looking into more primal actions I have taken, I have experienced some reaction based brain actions. These "Scotty" type moments are actually some of my more regrettable actions. It seems that over time my "Spock" and "Kirk" sides can be worn thin and be skipped over completely. I had been driven to violence on two occasions, once in elementary school, and once in my early 20's. When all rational thought and explanations had been ignored by other parties, my emotional side started to kick in making me rather upset. It seemed that I couldn't even think anymore. This "friend" of mine pushed me jokingly on my shoulder, and I just turned and punched him square in the arm. I am really not the fighting type, and I'm not proud of these moments. But it is a form of closure for me to actually realize where they came from.
I have experienced a few different "miracles" in my life, one of which will be explained is more of a haunting if I had to label it myself.
In my young teens I was on a road trip with my family. Nothing unusual was going on that day. It was a sunny 85 degree holiday in Southern California. As we were driving on the 605 fwy however, something extremely lucky happened to us. There was a white jeep driving right behind our back right tire. The jeep lost control and flipped straight over our car. Our car was not even touched. The jeep flipped over 3 lanes and the center divider and ended up coming to rest on the other side of the freeway hitting a few cars that we're driving in the opposite direction. This would be explained by a skeptic as a stroke of luck. Or the fact that the jeep could only flip in that direction based on the tire blowout that it experienced.
The second occurrence I will explain is a little creepy. I was in New York to sing at Carnegie hall with the mt San Antonio chamber singers. After the concert, I went to visit a friend who had moved to the city a few years before. All was well, we had a few drinks we had some laughs and the dinner was delicious. As dinner was wrapping up in her apartment, I heard a door slam shut. I immediately thought "oh she must have a roommate." So I went on to ask her about this roommate. Her entire demeanor changed instantly. So I dropped the subject and tried to lighten the mood. But before I could really get her back in a light mood, the restroom door slammed shut. Her face instantly changed. As I started to ask why, every door, cabinet, drawer, and window started to open and slam shut. She started yelling in a language that I didn't understand. I can still feel the chills and tenseness that I had felt that night. As soon as the commotion stopped, I ran. I ran straight out the door and down the stairs. I haven't talked to her since then and I doubt I ever will. I'd assume the skeptics would say that this was an elaborate hoax. Or a planned experiment to frighten me. If it was, they did a terrific job.
As a high school teacher I believe I stayed focused in on the rational portion of thinking. In my teaching I tried to explain how and why we do things and the lasting effects that those actions provide. I also try to base most actions off rational approaches. So I would consider myself a "Spock" type personality.
"Kirk" however definitely shows his face in my brain activity. One hugely disappointing way I know the Kirk style brain activity takes charge is when I see food. No matter what kind of diet I'm on, the sight of food usually diminishes most rational thought I could have potentially been carrying.
Looking into more primal actions I have taken, I have experienced some reaction based brain actions. These "Scotty" type moments are actually some of my more regrettable actions. It seems that over time my "Spock" and "Kirk" sides can be worn thin and be skipped over completely. I had been driven to violence on two occasions, once in elementary school, and once in my early 20's. When all rational thought and explanations had been ignored by other parties, my emotional side started to kick in making me rather upset. It seemed that I couldn't even think anymore. This "friend" of mine pushed me jokingly on my shoulder, and I just turned and punched him square in the arm. I am really not the fighting type, and I'm not proud of these moments. But it is a form of closure for me to actually realize where they came from.
I have experienced a few different "miracles" in my life, one of which will be explained is more of a haunting if I had to label it myself.
In my young teens I was on a road trip with my family. Nothing unusual was going on that day. It was a sunny 85 degree holiday in Southern California. As we were driving on the 605 fwy however, something extremely lucky happened to us. There was a white jeep driving right behind our back right tire. The jeep lost control and flipped straight over our car. Our car was not even touched. The jeep flipped over 3 lanes and the center divider and ended up coming to rest on the other side of the freeway hitting a few cars that we're driving in the opposite direction. This would be explained by a skeptic as a stroke of luck. Or the fact that the jeep could only flip in that direction based on the tire blowout that it experienced.
The second occurrence I will explain is a little creepy. I was in New York to sing at Carnegie hall with the mt San Antonio chamber singers. After the concert, I went to visit a friend who had moved to the city a few years before. All was well, we had a few drinks we had some laughs and the dinner was delicious. As dinner was wrapping up in her apartment, I heard a door slam shut. I immediately thought "oh she must have a roommate." So I went on to ask her about this roommate. Her entire demeanor changed instantly. So I dropped the subject and tried to lighten the mood. But before I could really get her back in a light mood, the restroom door slammed shut. Her face instantly changed. As I started to ask why, every door, cabinet, drawer, and window started to open and slam shut. She started yelling in a language that I didn't understand. I can still feel the chills and tenseness that I had felt that night. As soon as the commotion stopped, I ran. I ran straight out the door and down the stairs. I haven't talked to her since then and I doubt I ever will. I'd assume the skeptics would say that this was an elaborate hoax. Or a planned experiment to frighten me. If it was, they did a terrific job.