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wat up
its lu/lulu wanted to make a pinned post but idk what it put on it
I dont have the poster's temperament but i do have the rebloggers spirit
blog title is lyrics from Bionic People by jerry paper
*about to investigate what caused the female scream outside my window, resulting in me saving my future wifes life from an assailant but the aliens that are controlling my life so i die alone spawn this video on my youtube feed causing me to get disracted and stay inside*
tonight, we're staying up, to slenderman o' clock.
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"Didst thou knowest," started the kooky old man in my yard wearing no pants, "that Windows 98 makes the Internet easy?"
I had had enough of living next to the Installation Wizard. Every evening he went out there and waved his wand around and erected all kinds of horrible things. I often thought about moving away, but a big perk of where I live is that my landlord has repeatedly forgotten to cash my bad rent cheques ever since he didn't come back from that Panama vacation.
Most of our other neighbours kept a wide berth from him, and it was getting to the point where just existing next to him made me also a neighbourhood pariah. All those sneers at the community garden. Hugh Georges making a reference to "plug and play" and then snorting his way through a high-pitched laugh at his own joke. Eventually, I would have to do something. My hand would be forced.
For now, I have been luring him away from my property by throwing chunks of miscellaneous electronics I found at the junkyard. Every time, he shouts something about having found new hardware. He does a little dance, gets in his car, and goes away for a couple of hours. Not sure where he's going, or what he's doing. Little afraid he's going to get into a driver conflict at some point, and then I'll have two Installation Wizards on my lawn shooting Roman candles at each other while shrieking about IRQs.
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She got the idea for the study while walking with her advisor at Stanford to discuss her thesis topic, and the paper she eventually published in the Journal of Experimental Psychology in 2014 is sharp enough that it should have ended the seated meeting on the day it came out.
She ran 4 experiments on 176 people. Same person tested twice. Once sitting, once walking. The creativity tasks were the standard ones psychologists have used for decades to measure how good a brain is at generating novel useful ideas.
81% of participants in the first experiment produced more creative ideas while walking than while sitting. In the second experiment, 88%. In the third, 100%. Every single person walked into a more creative version of themselves. On average, people generated 60% more novel useful ideas the moment their legs started moving.
The skeptical question is the obvious one. Maybe it was the fresh air. Maybe it was the scenery passing by. Maybe it was the change of environment doing the work, not the walking itself.
Oppezzo killed every one of those explanations with one experimental decision. She put people on a treadmill facing a blank wall. No scenery. No fresh air. No environmental change. Just legs moving in place while staring at white drywall. The 60% boost held.
Then she ran the experiment that closed the case completely. She took participants outside in two conditions. Half of them walked through a Stanford courtyard. The other half were pushed through the exact same courtyard in a wheelchair. Same outdoor stimulation. Same scenery passing at the same speed. The only difference was whether the legs were moving.
The walkers produced dramatically more novel high-quality ideas than the wheelchair group. The outdoors did almost nothing on its own. The walking did everything.
She also tested the opposite kind of thinking. Convergent thinking. The kind where there is one right answer and you have to narrow down to it. Word puzzles where 3 words share a hidden fourth word that connects them. The seated participants did slightly better on these. Walkers got slightly worse.
Walking is not a general intelligence enhancer. It does one specific thing. It opens up the divergent search inside your brain. The part that generates options. The part that produces unexpected connections. The part that takes a problem and finds five ways into it instead of one.
When you need to converge on the single right answer, sit down. When you need to find the answer in the first place, get up.
The mechanism is now well understood. Walking selectively activates what neuroscientists call the default mode network, the system inside your brain that runs when you are not consciously focused on anything. The DMN is where mind-wandering happens. Where memories cross-reference each other. Where ideas that have been sitting in separate folders inside your head finally bump into each other.
When you sit at a desk and force yourself to concentrate, you suppress the DMN. When you walk at a natural pace, the executive part of your brain gets just busy enough handling the walking that the DMN comes online and starts doing the work that focus was blocking.
The most useful finding in the entire paper is the one almost nobody quotes. The boost did not turn off the moment people stopped walking. Participants who walked first and then sat back down stayed elevated. Their next round of seated creativity work was still significantly better than people who had been sitting the whole time. The rest lingered for at least several minutes after the legs stopped moving.
You do not need to do creative work while walking. You need to walk before the creative work. The brain holds the state.
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