It’s no secret that millennials are constantly seeking validation. Oh wait, I phrased that incorrectly. That actually is a secret.
On synesthete.org, there is a test you can take to prove that you have synesthesia, scientifically. For all the marbles. No more can anyone can doubt you, like they often do. It is an empirical test that can quantify if you are making up your “ability” or if you really do have the rare, neurological condition. The test is simple. Pick what kinds of synesthesia you have, and then choose what color is associated with whatever character/attribute appears on the screen. Below is a letter I wrote to the admin of this site, after attempting to take the Synesthesia Battery.
Our society spends a lot of time in a culture where we speak to each other silently. The difference between verbal and nonverbal communication has long been researched, but many studies still focus on face-to-face conversation. In the silent communication of IM, email, and texting, nonverbal cues are simply not present.
From a perspective of self-preservation, all actions are justifiable. All actions can contain peace.
If a situation arises in which I feel disloyalty and disrespect, I have no issues enacting whatever consequences necessary in order to free myself of the offense.
This may just be me, but I think the Europeans have it right when it comes to cemeteries. I’m generally against the whole, “taking up valuable land for dead people” idea, but I live my life pretty non-judgementally, and burial rites are one of the first pillars of civilization, so I guess I can’t really knock it too hard.
I went to Seattle and only took pictures of a goose. He was nice, and I asked permission. I am not sure what is wrong with me as a typical millennial, but I can assure you, I am becoming more and more tech averse.
The whole Internet seems to be obsessed with Pokémon Go. While I am loath to weigh in on this matter myself, I think it’s important to make a few notes of the phenomenon while it’s still happening. I know you’ve all been *anxiously* awaiting my thoughts, so without further ado, here they are.
The rhythm of my body has become unpredictable. Weeks of no rest, sparse food, sparse sleep, and transitory places have left me in shambles. The dreams I do have feel as if I’m awake, and in those dreams I’m still learning lessons. My mind has no way to relax.
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Since no one had responded to me, I started to analyze the possibilities of what was actually happening to me. I wasn’t ready to accept the truth, so I stalled by sipping on my lukewarm coffee.
I am an Austin resident who often listens to your news program for the latest information on local events. I was startled to hear about the continuing flooding in Houston, our nearby neighbors, but was even more shocked to hear no correlation between the “historic floods” and global climate change.