Ah okay, that makes more sense. Thanks for explaining.
I’ve played in orchestras for most of my life, so I’m sure I’ve been inadvertently exposed to some binaural beats when the people around me can’t play in tune. I can’t say it made me feel particularly good, but it certainly had an effect on me in hindsight.
What speakers do you have that actually produce sound waves that low? Most subwoofers only go down to 20hz since thats about the lowest frequencies humans can hear. Maybe 15hz for a surround sound system so that sound effects can shake the floor when you’re watching a movie or something. But 2hz is crazy.
I’ve tried listening to them but never really experienced much, but then again I didn’t know what they were supposed to do so maybe the placebo didn’t have a chance to work.
I think it’s more about making sure you can handle yourself under pressure. When there’s multiple guys actively beating the shit out of you, can you still focus on naming the cereals? Or does panic take over and your brain stops working after you only have a chance to name 3? I guess it makes sense that a group of domestic terrorists would want someone that can keep their head on straight when shit hits the fan. Still dumb tho.
I’ll take the strawberry flavored one because I like strawberry. Then I’ll get the shoebox, and completely fill it with the pill that gives you $3,414,592.65. Then I’d throw a bunch of them in a blender and make a little smoothie that will make me a billionaire. There’s probably enough pills to do that a couple of times.
I’ve been feeling the same way a lot recently. The only social media I have left is snapchat, and that’s purely because I have a 1000+ day streak with a friend that I feel obligated to maintain. Every now and then I’ll wind up on whatever they call their doomscrolling video platform and it feels like fifteen minutes of my life just vanishes into thin air. And whenever I close it, I’m vaguely pissed off and my eyes hurt, but the slight boredom that incentivized me to go there in the first place is still hanging around, so I just feel restless and dissatisfied. It’s frankly exhausting. I’m in the “this sucks and I don’t want to do this anymore but I’m going to do it anyway and be mad about it” phase of my internet addiction and just haven’t quite found the right combination of other habits to prevent me from wandering into those corners of the internet when I don’t have anything to do for more than two minutes.