#{thought processes}

What are some things constantly running through your head on a daily basis or things that you do mentally throughout your day? I know what I deal with, I just want a running consensus because I keep coming across stories where a person finds out specific people can hear their thoughts (specifically them, not broadly hearing everyone's thoughts, just specific character to specific character connection) and I NEED a character with constant mental chaos to drive another character insane IMMEDIATELY.

Things I deal with:

- Multiple songs playing sometimes simultaneously, sometimes they get mixed up because a couple of notes sound similar to each other, sometimes they don't go together at all, my brain just fights over which one to play

- Constant vocal stims running in the background

- Meme songs and phrases and images

- Constant cloud and tree commentary (I travel a lot for work)

- Constant critter commentary (baby voice or naming consistent critters I meet irl - think Jimothy and Neal the Seal, but less famous.... they're famous in my heart that's what counts)

- Disembodied voices arguing with each other until I make an OC out of them

- Incorrect quotes applied to irl

- Inner therapy sessions

- Mortifying Memory Hour (it can be any time anywhere no set length when a mortifying memory attacks me with post experience disorientation and I either go to an Inner therapy session about it or immediately get distracted)

- This specific song in this specific meme format but instead of just applying to cooking it applies to everything and the wiping of hands on the ass towel is envisioned when I accomplish a task as if "Wiping my hands of the deed" but mentally.

- Bass Boosted SFX commentary for Emphasis

- Badly done accents

- Commentary on people I dislike but am nice about it out loud

- Story Time! I make up fake scenarios in my head for enrichment.

- The Talk Show Hour where I mentally discuss a current hyperfixation as if at a TedTalk or interview

- Reads a number I need to write down immediately, chants it in my head as I turn to write the number, immediately forgets the number. Rereads the number, chants it again, writes down part of it, forgets the rest, rereads it, turns to write it, numbers are in the wrong order, reread the number, chant it while also mouthing the sequence, corrects the number, rereads the number twice to confirm it's correct. (It's was 3 digits long.) Is asked about a 9 digit number for a stop I only make 1x a week rather than every day: recites it perfectly and notes the difference between it and the other 9 digit sequence for its counterpart in a different city differs by 2 numbers and the way to remember which is which is by remembering the difference is they use the last 2 digits of the zip code on the end to tell them apart. No, no one told me, I just noticed the correlation.

- Thought Trails that connect seemingly unrelated things (like that one time I looked at the green cover of a book, went down a thought trail that made me laugh at a joke from a show I watched where the character was wearing that exact shade of green, then immediately remember I was sitting in that exact spot when a ghost threw mayo at me and that reminded me of the time I looked up theories on residual hauntings that happen more often on ground with lots of quartz because quartz can store information and memory is information, and there was this sci-fi show I watched once where aliens stored their information on crystals and crystals get used across both sci-fi and fantasy worlds where one is magic based and the other is science based. And alchemy which combines science and magic would be a pretty cool concept to use crystals for to combine sci-fi and fantasy ideas! Cause in some ancient cultures, transmutation circles were aligned with stars, but if you wanted travel alchemy you could combine crystals which would store the transmutation circle information, and put a magnetic needle inside it to align the crystal with the energy flow of the world like a compass, and bam! Instant travel ready transmutation circle! - but someone heard me laugh and asked what I was laughing at and I realized I was still staring at the green of my text book and 3 seconds had passed and I didn't know how to convey I had already forgotten the joke I'd laughed at and was 12 thoughts post joke laugh already so I replied "Green is a funny color.... Hey do you think there's a difference between the soul and spirit in that souls are what carry us to whatever afterlife awaits and spirit is the memory of us that gets left behind?" And got a weird look.)

What goes on in y'all's head?

Artfight 2025

These facts are received either from our own senses, or from the report of other minds; that is, either experience or authority supplies us with our material. But each man’s experience is so limited that the second source is the more usual; of every hundred facts upon which to reason, ninety-nine depend on authority.

Secondly, there is the direct, simple act of the mind perceiving self-evident truth, as when we see that if A and B both equal C, then they equal each other. This act I call intuition. Thirdly, there is an art or skill of arranging the facts so as to yield a series of such intuitions which linked together produce a proof of the truth or falsehood of the proposition we are considering.

Thus in a geometrical proof each step is seen by intuition, and to fail to see it is to be not a bad geometrician but an idiot. The skill comes in arranging the material into a series of intuitable “steps.” Failure to do this does not mean idiocy, but only lack of ingenuity or invention. Failure to follow it need not mean idiocy, but either inattention or a defect of memory which forbids us to hold all the intuitions together.

Now all correction of errors in reasoning is really correction of the first or the third element. The second, the intuitional element, cannot be corrected if it is wrong, nor supplied if it is lacking. You can give the man new facts. You can invent a simpler proof, that is, a simpler concatenation of intuitable truths. But when you come to an absolute inability to see any one of the self-evident steps out of which the proof is built, then you can do nothing.

Every teacher knows that people are constantly protesting that they “can’t see” some self-evident inference, but the supposed inability is usually a refusal to see, resulting either from some passion which wants not to see the truth in question or else from sloth which does not want to think at all."

It's sort of like Mass Effect if instead of a cover shooter it were a spaceship combat simulator from 1992. It's great. (And also, after a lot of copyright lawsuits between the developers and publishers, open-source freeware! The Ur-Quan Masters is a fanmade quality update with the creators' blessing.)

The first aliens you're actually likely to meet are the Spathi, a species of cowardly bivalves who call you "hunam" and are both drily cynical about your claims of peaceful intent and stoically shameless in avoiding danger. (They also, incidentally, speedran bronzesmithing to nuclear power in less than a century, so trifle with them at your own risk.)

Each day when we awaken we call forth the traditional Spathi prayer:

"Oh God... Please don't let me die today! Tomorrow would be so much better!"

When they surrendered to the Ur-Quan, the Spathi High Council voted enthusiastically for the "impenetrable force field" option, but alas! in a cruel miscommunication ended up as battle thralls anyway.

The Ur-Quan left a detachment of Spathi on the moon in case the humans tried anything tricky, then took their fleet corewards. In their absence, the Spathi decided it would be safer to watch from a little further away. You find the base on Pluto, populated by an officer named Fwiffo who drew the short Ta Puun stick every time and is doing his best to make it look like they're still fully-armed and staffed. Everyone else has "strategically redeployed" one at a time back to Spathiwa as reinforcements to defend against something called the Ultimate Evil, whom they believe may attack them at any moment:

As yet, the Ultimate Evil remains largely unmanifest, and its powers and exact intentions are still a bit obscure, since it lurks just outside the range of even the most sensitive, long-range detectors... which we feel gives conclusive evidence as to The Ultimate Evil's nefarious intent.

For some reason, I got in the mood to share some music with him. He tends to like softer, blander, singer/songwriter stuff, but I had his attention. So I started with Devo videos. I either sent him 3 or 4. Then every bit of info I know about Mr Mothersbaugh and DEVOtional.

Then I got off on a tangent on Booji Boy. So I shared the page of the guy who makes the masks. And a video from a few years back with quite a number of people with Booji Boy masks on.

Then, because the mask guy makes a bunch of other great masks, I remembered his Eddie mask. So then my poor kid gets subjected to some Iron Maiden and how Eddie has changed through the years.

Then, I sent him the video for Run DMC “Tricky”. Since I know he likes the magicians, and he likes Run DMC; and that kinda ran into a brief history lesson on the popularity of Adidas in the US.

My Depression: We're irredeemable garbage. Why do we exist?! All we do is take up space! Why do people like us?! We're the worst kind of person! Bio-mom should've aborted us! Ahhhh! ;_;