Hyper Focus "God Mode"
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People can get totally in the groove and pop out at the end of the song. There are also examples of race car drivers performing far beyond normal limits, and of people lifting amazing loads in an emergency. I think the thread is about sustained focus to the point of physical exhaustion. I have noticed that if I forget to eat and drink, my body responds as if it has to keep going to find some, and then I need a day to recover. There may be an element of bi-polar cycles involved too.
"Hyper-Focus God Mode"
At Least for those
Who Have the Hardware
And Software Earned to
Understand And Or Actually 'Get it' Now..
I almost sh*t myself when I saw your post, I then began begrudgingly to read and soon found myself entranced. What a trip!
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I almost sh*t myself when I saw your post, I then began begrudgingly to read and soon found myself entranced. What a trip!
SMiLes, The Fact You Actually
Experience Flow Made it A Much
Greater Potential You Might Actually
Sail my
Current
With SMiLes;
Anyway, Thanks,
Rare i Receive Any
Reciprocal Social
Communication
On the 'Wrong
Planet' Yet Ironically i am
Sort oF An Extraterrestrial
(Neuroextraterrestrialdiversity)
NoW As Far As it Comes to
Being Stuck on EartH, hehe
Or It Seems Even in 'Outer Space' Here..
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I almost sh*t myself when I saw your post, I then began begrudgingly to read and soon found myself entranced. What a trip!
SMiLes, The Fact You Actually
Experience Flow Made it A Much
Greater Potential You Might Actually
Sail my
Current
With SMiLes;
Anyway, Thanks,
Rare i Receive Any
Reciprocal Social
Communication
On the 'Wrong
Planet' Yet Ironically i am
Sort oF An Extraterrestrial
(Neuroextraterrestrialdiversity)
NoW As Far As it Comes to
Being Stuck on EartH, hehe
Or It Seems Even in 'Outer Space' Here..
I try not be judgemental. Been on the wrong end of that often enough, as I think many of us have.
I've never tried flow writing my mind just constantly wants to go back and correct everything. Maybe I just need to loosen up a bit, might do me some good. Thanks for the inspiration.
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I could try to be more "normal" but I hold myself to a higher standard!
Convention is the last refuge for the unimaginative! Oscar Wilde(ish)
I try not be judgemental. Been on the wrong end of that often enough, as I think many of us have.
I've never tried flow writing my mind just constantly wants to go back and correct everything. Maybe I just need to loosen up a bit, might do me some good. Thanks for the inspiration.
SMiLes, 'Edging' in Close to 62 on June 6th
Truly Savoring Every Second of Life Making
Every Word Sacred Song and Every Move
Holy Dance
i've Surely Traveled
in Enough Shoes DarK
Thru LiGHT iN LiFE to
Lend Endless Room For
Other Colors, SHades, Through
BLacK Abyss of Humanity As True
i've Been Painted With Many Brushes
in life True to Master The Brush, The Canvas
To Become The Paint in Flow is Sweet Relief
For Once What Was A Very Anxious Perfectionist
Human Being; Thing is And the "Matter With Things"
Is i Lived A Left Brain Restricted Life So Full of Step By
Step Instructions; Even Playing the Piano, So Much Imprisoned
Then By Sheet Music, Since i Learned That Step By Step Skill at Age
12, i Couldn't Even Create A Semi-Original Song Like 'Chop-Sticks'
on the Piano Through A Work Life, So Long, Restricted to Mechanical Cognition
Activities Behind A Screen, Truly Took All the Soul of My Right Hemisphere Social-Empathic-
Artistic-Spiritual Real Emotional Experiencing Processing Potential Away; Yes, Deeper My Soul
in that Other Continent
of Mind Struggling to Still
Breathe then And For Someone
Who Couldn't Understand How to Create
A Song on A Piano Like Chopsticks; Moreover,
Editing Technical Writing For the Federal Government
Not Able to Create More Than A Technical List of more than
1,2,3 And So For Forth And So on, So Rigid And Predictable;
Yes That Hidden Hemisphere of Human Creative Intelligence
Emerged Through my Fingers on a KeyBoard And in This Way 'i'
Challenged the 'Alexithymia' of A Truly Divided Mind Yet Not the Big
'I' of Ego Yet The Creative Soul That Speaks So Much Deeper in the Metaphor
of Music
With no
Words At
All And This Was
When i Was Slowly
Breaking Down with
What is Commonly now
Termed as 'Autism Burn-out'
Where The Social-Empathic and
Mechanical Cognition Requirements
at Hand of Surviving At School or Work
Become too Much and For me 11 years of
Chronic Stress at Work to Acute Stress the
Last 2 years of that Ending of my Work Career
Ended up and Almost Ended me with 19 Medical
Disorders, Including the Worst Pain Know to Humankind
Assessed as the Real Suicide Disease Labeled As Type-Two
Trigeminal Neuralgia, No Drug Would Touch, Shut-in my Bedroom
For 66 Months
of Real HeLL ON EartH;
Worst of All No Memory
of Ever Feeling A Smile
in my Existence, Just
no Way Out of Hell Then;
And i Didn't Understand the
Music Was my Soul Struggling to Escape
Through Fingers of the Notes on the Piano
My Soul Was Creating; And i Managed to Record
11 Minutes and 22 Seconds of the Experience then
in 2007 on A Cheap Dictation Device And Eventually
Put it on YouTube, Towards the Beginning of my Recovery
in 2013, Naming it Accordingly, "Challenging Alexithymia"
As Sure, i'll Share it Here As It Was the Beginning of A Therapy
Deep From Within that Would Eventually Come Back in Playing
A Piano of A Digital Keyboard in Free Verse Poetry in 2013 And
Yes the Beginning of an EPiC Long Form Poem Now 10.5 MiLLioN
Words in 105 Months of Effort
As It's True, i Was Finally Able Through
Free Verse Poetry to Connect Emotions With
Words Fully Expressing Emotions And Thereby
Regulating Emotions and Integrating Senses, Eventually
With An Autotelic Flow With the Ability to Generate New
Colors of Feelings and Senses Mastering My Own Happiness
Within no
One Else
Has the Ability
To Take Away, No
Matter What Happens
In Life Now And A Public
Dance of 16,611 Miles in
the Same 8 Years and 8 Months
Achieves the Same Meditative Contemplative
Properties of Autotelic Flow in Moving Free Key
Is Letting Go of Mechanical Cognition And Allowing
All Our Human Potentials to Finally Bloom Free Losing
Caterpillar
Legs So Many
of Them Tripping Over
So Many Decades Before
And Truly Finally Sprouting
Wings Coming Out of a 66 Month
Tortuous Cocoon for Me in my Case Study...
i No Longer Experience Illusory Fears And Now
i Live a Life of Naked, Enough, Whole, Complete
Where There is No WHere to Look Forward to As Ever
Moment Now Is A Best Moment Ever Complete
in Effortless Ease Understanding in this Faith
Beyond Belief Even More Potential Will
Come
Unleashing
And Now
ReLeASinG
Beyond Time,
Distance, Space,
And Yes, "Matter of Things"...
i Score An 11 on the Autism Quotient
Scan Devised By Simon Baron Cohen Now;
Before the Free Verse Poetry and Dance, Then
i Scored A 45; And Now on Emotional Intelligence
Quotient Tests, i Score in the Mid 90's Versus the
Mid 50's, From Before i Recovered out of HeLL ON EartH;
Both my Sister and i Are Diagnosed With Asperger's Syndrome
When that Label Was in Vogue, So It's Definitely Genetic; However,
The Parts Now That Make it Functionally Disabling For Some Folks
in Social Ways, i Do Not See As Static, Without A Potential For Change;
Of Course, it Depends on Make and Model of Human Vehicle and Vessel;
Yes, of Course
Nature and
Nurture too
Yet What 'Iain McGilchrist'
Brings to the Table For a More
Modern Science of How Our Right
And Left Hemispheres Process the
World Only Really Lends Technical Jargon
To What i Already Understand Led to Much
More Human Potential Finally Making Contact
With More of my Human Potential of Mind and Body Balancing
Now
Integral;
Yes Naked,
Enough, Whole, Complete;
What the Keys on the Piano
Were Asking me to Help Master then
Through the Music of My Soul;
Now the Song
And Dance
Free VeRSinG
Fully Free; Yes,
And Still EXPoSinG
my View of Existence New Now..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SApGpWf2dg
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I also experience this state quite readily when I am able to work without interruption (an impossibility at my new job!). At my prior employment, I was able to get into a flow state and complete what would be a full daily workload for others in just a few hours. I have experienced this in short and sustained intervals. For instance, once I had the inspiration to write a science fiction novel and used almost every spare moment for a year to use a flow state to write a draft. Then, when it came time to edit and reorganize my first draft, I found I could not draw on the flow state - it then felt like "work" instead of a hobby and I happily left the draft in a dark desk drawer. I can work without the flow state but it is not my best or most creative or most productive work.
A trick I have learned when I must complete tasks is to set a 20-30 minute timer. I have trained my brain to focus on a singular activity for that period of time and it helps me achieve flow at times and for tasks for which I find less inspiration.
When I write or design things (I'm an engineer), I often enter a state of hyper focus where I'm somewhat aware of what I'm doing but I get the feeling as if I'm so deep that it's like a trance. I often snap out of this mode only to be surprised at the outcome of what I've created. I then go through the process of trying to figure out exactly what I've created.
It's almost like an out the body experience, a sort of dream state where I am only somewhat conscious of what I'm doing. Like an observer through a cloud of disembodiment.
It's very hard to put to words, but maybe you get what I'm saying.
I call it "The Zone", wherein I lose all sense of time, don't sleep, and forget to eat. Composers, writers, and other creative artists describe the same thing to me. Coders, too.
It is like seeing the finished project before it exists, and then filling in the empty spaces with real devices and equipment.
People have told me that I look like a different person, as if I had a super-genius twin take over my job for me. Co-workers have learned to stay out of my way unless they are bringing coffee.
Once it passes, I feel physically and mentally wrung out.
I have had similar experiences
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Wreck It Ralph
I've experienced this type of hyper focus. I think it is called "flow state" although I've suspected for a while that my experience with flow state is well beyond what is considered normal.
As a software engineer, I've come up with solutions in this state that took a lot of effort for me to understand later when I was back in "normal" mode. It seems that I am able to use this state of mind to go far beyond my normal intellectual capabilities.
Also, I've experienced many times when I'm in this state and a coworker interrupts me that it takes me a few seconds to be able to switch back to a normal head space enough to even be able to understand the words they are saying. It is very disorienting and super irritating to be interrupted from this zone.
I've experienced this a lot especially when either designing web pages or composing music.
On the music front, I feel the music itself is almost channeled from another realm, many musicians have spoken about this. I always found it strange I could hear notes and melodies in my head without knowing any music theory at all. During this state I have no awareness of anything around me, and people have told me it's very difficult to get my attention, and when they do it's usually not pleasant.
I actually do refer to it as "the trance." I draft some very complicated contracts, which require that I bear down and focus deeply and draw on 35 years of experience with financing arrangements of up to a billion dollars. It is hard for me during the course of a regular work day to spend more than an hour in the trance before calls, e-mails or my secretary intervene, but on a Saturday morning I can start writing a contract and the next time I look at the clock it is five hours later.
Since I started having trouble with bipolar/schizophrenic symptoms, I struggle to get in the (productive) zone because it usually means I end up delusional.
An example from before that would be when I was DJ-ing and doing 2-3h sets, forgetting that there even existed a "world" around me. The music I mixed ended up quite complex and full of tonal variations. It wasn't hated on by the dance floor, but I didn't fill it.
I remember first noticing something like that a few decades ago when I successfully wrote a program that acted as a flexicurve for joining up points on a graph with a curved line rather than straight lines. At the time I felt that I didn't know what I was doing. But looking back, I think my work was based on things I "knew," just that I didn't put them into words. I'm sure it's entirely possible to think without using words. We tend to put our thoughts into words to communicate them to others or to open them up to our own scrutiny, and it can seem almost supernatural when we turn our wordless thoughts into actions.
Another way of describing it is that it's the result of recalling and using information on a level that's not 100% conscious.
I do a lot of music recording, and I'd struggle to describe what I do when I'm deeply immersed in that. As long as it works, there's no need, but if it doesn't, then I might try to raise those intuitive impulses into consciousness so that I can figure out what I'm doing wrong.
Another way of describing it is that it's the result of recalling and using information on a level that's not 100% conscious.
I do a lot of music recording, and I'd struggle to describe what I do when I'm deeply immersed in that. As long as it works, there's no need, but if it doesn't, then I might try to raise those intuitive impulses into consciousness so that I can figure out what I'm doing wrong.
I find the more conscious effort you put into it the worse it becomes. It's kind of the same with video editing, some of the best cuts are made totally by accident. Once you get the ape brain out of the way the magic happens.
Sure I do.
But I miss it.
My current lifestyle wouldn't allow me.
No special interests came yet. Not anymore for some time now.
Only this weird fixations and weird habits that is neither useful nor a preference except as a mind candy.
And yes, by candy, I meant the unhealthy kind of consumables, consuming for the sake of consuming.
Addiction-induced overstimulation; not even a form of mastery or calming repetitive -- just conditioned distractions, no different from craving junk food.
So the closest I get now is during deliberate drawing practices. I only get loss sense of time and intense focus but...
Not enough speed to go around time constraints and not enough time to afford steadiness of patience.
Too distracted to just go about and too stressed to not be distracted first.
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i have never been an engineer before, but i did take up to Solid Mechanics II (inclusive) in Bachelors, in structural engineering.
i have never felt your "hyper focus" before.
on the other hand i also flunked out of that subject.
actually i feel like i have a hard time concentrating on anything, esp the older i get. 39. i could read a book if i like it, but sometimes i can't even keep up a conversation, much less do anything involving twenty steps with physics.
mostly i am just worried about (impending doom).
other thing is, i am not good at anything: academic, occupational, athletic, social, emotional, financial.
furthermore i do not like anything or anyone. not even, and esp not, my worthless corpse.
as a result of failure to concentrate (and many other factors), my worthless corpse 39 and nothing accomplished.
academic dismissal
made redundant
evicted
dumped by "friends"
i do not feel comfortable riding a bike or driving a car due to failure to concentrate, among other things.