psychology
Topics in psychology presented by Futurism.
When Those Summer Winds Blew
A kaleidoscope of images flows through conscious thought as I search through the years to those moments of carefree summer days of long ago. Now, as this summer winds blow I often drift back to the sublime ambiance that made those summers so memorable. The days of carefree adolescence filled with puppy love romances and adventurous escapades. It was always when summer winds started to blow off we went to Lake Geneva. Our cottage by the lake created memories so sweet and true. Even to this day with great fondness I think back and recall the friendships that were forged and the crazy stuff we did.
By Dr. Williams4 years ago in Futurism
I am Heron-haunted
Every day he leads me along the paths beside the river. Every day as I make my journey, often with only him for company, I wonder if I am leading him. Perhaps we walk together, disparate creatures who possess some kind of peculiar connection; one that cannot be understood in the rational, logical world that I inhabit - a world from which I am becoming increasingly and willingly detached.
By David Hull4 years ago in Futurism
What Happened to Tommy?
“She’s in there,” I could hear them say. I’m sure their coats were white and their clipboards metal. All they could see was a broken-down woman with tears streaming down her face. Sometimes there were smiles and other times complete sadness, but I could never make a sound. Never a word. Never a gasp. I couldn’t see the white walls but I could feel the padding around me. I wished they felt more like the feathery pillows on my MaMaw’s bed that I wasn’t ever supposed to be on and less like the stiff leather seats of my dad’s old Ford Ranger, but that was only a minor inconvenience. Where I really was, was where I needed to be and there was no use for physical me anyway.
By Justine Ruff4 years ago in Futurism
Lucid Dreams are more amazing than you think...
Lucid Dreams are more amazing than you think... and I should know, i've had plenty. However, when we go to sleep and enter the dream state, most of the times we don't become lucid because the dream seems to go into an automated movement, as in we have no control over it. The dream seems to play out and we have no say over how it flows. Then we wake up and sometimes we remember our dreams and other times we don't. When we do wake up and are able to recall our dream from the previous night of sleep, most people usually think,
By Christopher Jay Agudo4 years ago in Futurism
If you could communicate with your past self, would you?
If you could communicate with your past self, would you? Forget about the logistics and the technicalities of how this would happen. Forget about why it would happen, just imagine for a moment that you would literally be able to hold conversation with you.
By Christopher Jay Agudo4 years ago in Futurism
Why can't we remember...
Why can't we remember what we ate for dinner 5 months ago? I'm sure there are some gifted people out there that have the capability to recall/remember anything they want from any point in their life. Whoever they are, they are the minority amongst the majority of us that seem to have the grandest struggle in attempting to recall where we placed our keys 5 minutes ago, or what we ate for dinner 5 months ago.
By Christopher Jay Agudo4 years ago in Futurism
Hello Apocalypse 2020
Now is just the matter of patience. All a girl can do is imagine, hopefully this quarantine mess doesn't blow out of proportion, because I have many things I wanna do, learn and experience, and i'm sure everyone going through it thinks and feels the same way. We are all in this hot piece of shit. Alone, isolated, horny, experiencing and facing ourselves with nowhere to go, like a trapped animal in a zoo cell, some people will go crazy, some people are conceiving and making babies that will most likely be like another baby boomers phase, a dramatic increase in population. Being in a bus and at night time, it sounds like people are acting out, yelling, breaking things, it even sounds like people shooting their guns. I hear a lot of the sirens of police and fire trucks wondering what is really happening outside of this bus, it's mostly the homeless, but it's starting to feel like we’re in the Purge. We’re in some type of Apocalypse, I'm just really confused, but I try to keep an open mind, or try to let positivity in. I just really dont want shit hitting the fan, because I really dont want to live in a reality where we have to forcefully use violence in order to fucking live, I just want a peaceful quiet life listening to the birds and organismal life making their beautiful frequencies of songs, wake up to clear blue wide skies, not directly under electrical power-lines and chem trails. The world may be ending, but this is a perfect opportunity to rebuild and structure the realities we all truly want to live. I just wish people knew that. I don't know what's to come, I feel a lot of things about this whole situation, I've already been in a mental isolation and it feels like I'm relapsing into depression again, the feeling of not being able to go anywhere, feeling trapped physically and mentally. And especially a darkness that almost engulfs you. But what saved me is by coming full circle on having faith in the Mother source of all creation and celestial planetary bodies, as above, so below. Forgiveness of your child self is everything. I like to believe that I am made from cosmic love, not the physicality of my biological mother and father, but a mystical energy. I know that i'm going to be somebody I can feel it, I just haven't figured it out to its full potential yet, and I am a 19 year old writing her own autobiography, so who the fuck am I? LOL I still have life to live and i'm perfectly ok with that because I honestly have all the time in the world to live my best life.
By Shelby Maxine4 years ago in Futurism