Just now, while sitting at my desk in my comfortable task chair, I suddenly had the feeling that I should fasten my seatbelt. It was an impulse to reach over my left shoulder. Familiar, yet completely out of place.
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Okay, it is totally wierd to read this right after readig some updates on Mind Hacks.
I understand that feeling though, and have had similar things before. Like walking into the bathroom, taking out my contacts, and walking out, only to realize I still have to go to the bathroom and I had no reason to take them out. It kind of makes you feel like an angel played a practical joke on your mind (and all of heaven is snickering). Or perhaps simply that someone rebooted the Matrix.
I like the idea of angels playing jokes on us. Like big brothers.
As for the matrix, I remember my dad having insulin reactions (low blood sugar) where he would do non-sensical things. Reach into the fridge, and upon noticing his hand reaching in, forget what he was doing. Starting over, and doing the exact same thing over and over again, like an infinite loop. Maybe I don’t remember it quite right, but it seemed fascinating to my developing mind.
Oh, this is a funny post. Who hasn’t had a moment where something doesn’t make sense or our mind gets tweaked for a minute?