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[mar-zelle]

Is there a connection between serotonin or dopamine or some type of happy brain chemicals and “aha moments” or spiritual revelations or paradigm shifts

Worship, groups, churches, concerts, music venues in which the energy of the crowd is elevated then are the serotonin levels in the individual’s brain also elevated

I started to research this because internet but then recycling, deep cleaning carpets and family happened so

[gaquotes]

The church that we just were, is that where you had your experience?

Zak Bagans

[mar-zelle]

I do a thing that I don’t like. I have a strong Pollyanna tendency. Thinking ‘Everything is fine. This is great!’

Someone with a physical disability or deformity overcomes their challenges. ‘Everything is awesome!’

Part of zen for me, part of DBT, is fully acknowledging that not everything is awesome. There are some things that genuinely suck.

[mar-zelle]

“Despisers of the Body” lol if only they knew the depths of BDD

But then the Self laughs at the Ego

And the Ego holds the vanity, the desire for a different body

To leave the body in the dust from which it came. To leave the vanity to the masses on Insta. To leave the so-called American middle class expectations of the body

And to dwell in Self

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Since real Boop 100 was Ryan's least fav episode. Bonus Boop 100 is Lisa's. Enjoy it. Also Cade, Sofia, and Jenny are here.

FULL EPISODE:

[PART ONE]

[PART TWO]

[harcheongai]

i think the same way people tag stuff on tumblr

[gaquotes]

Nick is hearing a very high pitched, or as he says, alarm noise.

Zak Bagans

[lux420]

tudo meu coração é .......

getting smoked out by

soaking in warmth like

wanting to close my eyes to

learning to love myself to:

breathing in smokey silence

loving with no constrictions

constricting my aching body

with the blanket around my body

your body,

telling me now it's different

telling you that I'm sinking

your ex lovers all hurt you

she stutters, shines, like the moon

getting smoked out by darkness

soaking in warmth like summer

wanting to close my eyes to

wanting to get to know you

wanting to end the silence

wanting to be really honest,

for once, I'm reduced to nothing,

not even a word escapes me

Wanting to turn off the volume

of speech says there's someone new

my heart completely belongs to

someone that smells just like you