Anyone else sign up for this class, realize it’s more reading then they thought, and would like someone else to suffer with throughout the course, while trying to get a good grade? Lmk, cause I don’t want to be alone lmao.
What are some anime’s that have a dance scene of some sorts? Want to make a poster collage.
ex. In apothecary diaries when maomao dances on the castle wall
edit: probs should have been more specific lol, but preferably a scene where i can get a “pretty” photo from or find good fanart!
Anyone else experience the weirdest odds when playing Catan? When I play with my family, without fail, one random number gets rolled 1/4 of the time. Sometimes it’s a 5, sometimes an 8, but even sometimes 3’s and 11’s. And then usually a number that has a high chance of being rolled is almost nonexistent. Anyone else experience this?
Does anyone who lived in the 2 or 4 person dorms know if the rooms were different sizes?
So I wasn’t sure what community to post this in as it probably requires a concentration in neuropsychology but every forum is professional. But I just wanted to see if anyone had thoughts about this or share similar experiences
I’ve always thought I had a shitty memory. I would never form clear memories and I easily forgot them.
However, my brain decided to randomly supply a thought that I don’t actually form episodic memories at all.
The best way I can explain this is through experiences I have. (my memory is a bit of a special interest of mine, so I think about it a lot in random situations)
As a hobby I do dance, and sometimes after coming back from class I try to reflect on what I just did. Every time, I remember that I was just at dance and that I had learnt a dance. However, I’m unable to recall actually learning it.
My semantic memory is fine, and my procedural memory is amazing. But my episodic memory is where things start to ditch me.
It has been a few times now -after making the realization that I might not form episodic memories at all- that just a few minutes after my class is done, I try to recall a memory from the class but there is not a single episodic memory.
I have had zero brain damage, or any issues with it in my life (that I know of lol). But, it has always been like this, I have always just not remembered. (Btw, female and 18)
I THINK i have three episodic memories (all being ages 8 and younger). and frankly I don’t even know if these could be considered episodic memories as 2/3 of them are like a photo with a description.
Jumping on a couch, falling over and hitting my head on a stone coffe table (now… this one is a bit funny considering what i’m writing about, but I can assure you there was not brain damage lol) I also only remember a brief moment of jumping on the couch
This one is hella weird. But, I have this weird memory of falling asleep in my bed in the middle of the day. But I don’t remember waking up, and I do know I thought about this a few months after it happened and realized I couldn’t remember anything between the moment of me falling asleep and that moment, which then and even more now fucks with my brain. Furthermore, since realizing that, things have always seemed a bit off? Like i’m still in a dream that I haven’t woken up from.
Last one is actually a dream I had, and by far the most vivid. I was jumping on the trampoline when a bird flew above me. I jumped up and grabbed the birds legs. Almost immediately I let go of it, only to quickly feel disappointed that I did so, as for some reason I thought I could fly by holding onto it. This is the only memory I have and frankly any dream I have had where I remember feeling something. The disappointment I felt when I realized that if I held onto the bird I would have been able to fly is by far the most vivid ‘memory’ I have of anything.
Now… I’m not gonna lie and say that these 3 memories don’t feel like a death calling of some sort. Hitting my head, not waking up, flying (probably to heaven lol).
But, I would love to be able to discuss this with ppl who are curious about it or want to share similar experiences!
I’m sure everyone has heard about this dilemma but if you have not-without discussing beforehand, people choose between two options. More than 50% of the population picks blue - everyone lives. If less than 50% choose blue (more ppl picked red) only the people who picked red live.
Here is my take on this,
I would choose red in less than a heartbeat.
The number one reason I hear people being against the red button is that it’s “selfish”. But people are forgetting that you’re not automatically selfish if you don’t choose the selfless option, there is an in between. The red button means nothing happens, no moral dilemma is created, no problem is created. By choosing red you are deciding to do nothing, which is not selfish. Even without saying this, how could you ever say that wanting to live is selfish?
I think the biggest reason why people choose blue is because they don’t take into consideration the state of the world.
By picking blue you create and contribute to the problem of people needing to be ‘saved’. It all starts off with one person saying “I want to save others” when there was no one needed to be saved in the first place. It’s some sort of heroic complex people have.
Some people have brought up that there are those who do not have the cognitive ability to understand the importance of which button to pick, whether that be a child, someone with a disability or the elderly. But let me ask you this. How much do you actually believe that 51% of the population will risk their lives? (Remember this isn’t something that can be discussed beforehand) Think about it, realistically it’s impossible for that to happen. This is dark to say, but the small percent who picked blue because they do not understand, will die either way. So why kill yourself as well. I get that people would rather die knowing they tried to save someone than not. But that’s honestly an incredibly stupid take. Why would you kill yourself knowing that you saved no one, when you could have lived and save hundreds of people for the rest of your life. This isn’t a scenario where you can pick what goes with your morals, this is a scenario where you need to be realistic and know that people are going to die either way, and to save the most amount of people, is by not trying to save people.
By picking blue you are not being heroic, you are willingly killing yourself knowing that nothing will come out of it. I get that this is a moral dilemma, but you need to take into consideration the state of real life.
So as much as your morals may be against it, sometime you need to choose the option that goes against your morals to save the most amount of people.
I think this can also be better understood if the question is rephrased. By taking into consideration the red button is ‘nothing’, the question can be phrased; “would you press this button knowing 51% of the population needs to also press it, or those who press it will die. Yes or no?” In this case, why would you ever press the button. If you think the right choice is to press it, you are the person people are trying to save. And then those people trying to save you are the people other people are trying to save. It’s an endless loop of people trying to be selfless but inevitably actually being selfish in the end.
There is no scenario in which 51% of the population will press the button. So I hate to say it but if you still press the button knowing this, you either have the biggest victim or heroic complex out there. And I say heroic complex in a bad way as they only care about the thought of saving others. In the long run and realistically the people who actually want to save others will realize that living is the best way to save the most amount of people.
I’d love to hear what people’s opinions are on this and wethers you agree or disagree with my take on it.
For as long as I remember, I have always had thoughts about ending my life. Not because I was suffering, but because I just don’t wanna live. I’ve had an amazing life, never had to worry about it money, excelled in school and extra curricular stuff and have good parents. And yet, I just don’t want to live.
I’m a very very lazy person who will do anything to get out of doing stuff. Including life. And death just seems like the easiest way to not have do things. It probably does not help that my braid doesn’t grasp the concept of death, consequently making me not fear death
The best way I can describe this feeling is a toddler being told to clean up there toys and then saying “But I don’t wanna” in that whiny tantrum voice.