"Adjective and noun associations are worthy of our consideration because by careful linkage of words such as 'black' with strong emotionally positive words (such as in 'black heavens' and 'noble black night') we can start to program subconscious bias from the brain by creating a background neurochemistry that is more positive. This keeps the prefrontal cortex more fully operational and encourages more empathy in both thoughts and behaviours. Thus society develops better through their own choices and evolves. This is part of social evolution and this kind of awareness in writers is essential."
When his anxiety peaked he did the 333. Name three things you can see, three sounds you can hear and three parts of your body. It worked. It was so simple but in that 333 he broke the spiral and felt so much more calm.
Shadows come as testimony to the light, of that which brings joy to their bright-lit side.
Out here in space, the only thing you'll want is to return to someplace cozy, someplace that is home to your heart and soul. For all the beauty of the black, for all the stars that shine, we are all hardwired for love and company. And so as we come home to land, as the rockets cool, we are home for good. Let others take the next mission if they wish.
"It turns out, as obviousness would have it, that our brains (especially those of Stan Lee and Jack Kirby in this case) have been teaching us neurology through comic books and the movies that have come from them."
Full article linked to from my profile, click "abraham" below, awesome!!
"When we make daily choices that are emotionally indifferent, the sort that the money-nexus makes faux-virtues of, we build our capacity for emotional indifference at the direct expense of our capacity for empathy, and thus the conflict between money and love is laid bare."
Upon the wall of earthen reds, illuminating ever essence of hue, was a stripe of bright sunlight.
Being triggered is akin to being forced to read the most paranoid and angry book ever written. It circles the heart, seeks to strangle hope and force a sense of withdrawal from possible future hurt. Yet when I see it for what it is this monster is exposed to the light, this troll becomes stone. It still hurts, but a chance at a better future, taking the wheel back from fear, is worth it.
Inner tempest quench,
Inner storm hush lullaby,
Inner rage to dignity,
A peace arriving not in pieces,
Yet as self conquest.
"For writers in the next half century and beyond, a comprehension of how creative writing, neurology, biology and our environment interact will be essential for a successful career."
- a link to the full article is in my bio and on the Descriptionari "About" page.
Much love!!!
Angela Abraham (Daisy)