#eye fixation trigger

Another day, another trigger idea. This one focuses on one of my favorite tropes in hypnosis, so let's take a look.

This trigger is exactly what it says on the tin. When you hear the words "eyes up", your eyes will immediately focus on the tist's. There are variations to this of course, such as "look here" or classically "look at me", but they all end with the same result: the moment your eyes meet theirs, thoughts evaporate, leaving only vacant eyes staring into eyes of intent, eyes that know what they're doing, what they're going to do to you.

How exciting.

I absolutely adore this trope, and one of my favorite things about it is how, when connected to your tist in that way, they can move your head just by moving theirs. Make you nod, make you shake your head, agreeing with whatever they say. And of course you do, their gaze has frozen all other thoughts in place after all.

Another favorite element is how this plays into resistance. Perhaps you can try to resist them, but you must look into their eyes as you resist. Perhaps you have to resist looking at them, but the moment you do you lose. Either way, when you finally give in, when that need finally penetrates your psyche, their eyes are all you see. And suddenly, all cares, worries, everything just dissolves in the color of those irises, the softness or intensity of their expression.

What could you possibly have been trying to do when all that matters is to stare?

Into the single digits we go. Today's is another hallucination type of trigger, but one that has a story to go along with it. Let's dive in.

A while back, I was walking along a pier at dusk. It'd just gotten dark, the water an identical color to the sky. As I walked, I noticed there was a lure in the water emanating a soft green light. It pulsed gently, the waves moving over it causing further distortion. I don't know how long I stared at it, but it stuck with me even after I moved on from it. A classic visual, wouldn't you agree? I can practically see a gif of it now.

"Depths" is a callback to that visual. When I hear it, I see that green pulsing light, just out of reach but nonetheless alluring. And all I can do is stare, wanting to get closer but it remains out of my grasp.

The beauty is in its simplicity. After all, it's a lure. Bait. A hook. I know what happens if I approach, if I touch it - I'm caught, at the mercy of whoever holds the line.

But what if being caught isn't the worst fate? What if there's more of that pretty green color? What if the whispers in my periphery that promise relaxation and rest and sweet sleep are telling the truth?

Only one way to find out. If I don't drop first.