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2018-10-18

anond:20181018232143

疲労思考力を鈍らせるのはego depletion的な文脈では実証されてる。

男女の知能差・知性差の有無については「差を示す論争の少ない有効データ」はない。

差がないことを示すデータはあるが、1回こっきりの試験だけで論述していたりして、今回の論旨(疲労を伴う環境での知力運用)にはそぐわない。

ので、仮説を積み上げる価値はある。

2015-07-07

How to Deal With a Man's Ego

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YhJ3nnUxfNE

1. See the Male Ego as Your Friend, Not Your Foe

2. Talk Like a Peer, Not a Parent

3. Don't Interrogate And Stop Leading the Witness

4. Let Him Solve It His Way And Demand Accountability

5. Fix Your Problem In The Light of the Day, Not the Darkness of the Night

2014-03-09

どうすれば孤独から抜け出し、満足感、安心感が得られるかについて。

http://anond.hatelabo.jp/20140306104852

自分自分が認められる』ようになれ、そのために頑張って努力する。

そうすれば安心感、満足感が得られるというお話かと思います

 

かなり核心をついた意見だと思うのですが『自分自分が認められる』ようになるには、

実は『他人に自分が認められる』ことが必要になると思っています

 

エリクソンという有名な心理学者提唱した「青年期の課題」でも同じことが述べられています

社会との関係のなかで自分がどう言う人間定義できなければ、心理的に不安定な状態になってしまう。

 

新しい自我同一性ego identity) ―― 自分がどんな人間かということ ―― を確立することが課題となり、

これに失敗すると役割混乱が起こって同一性拡散(identity diffusion)という病理が生ずる。

人格が統一されず、社会へのコミットメントができない状態に陥ってしまう。

心理学COCOROの法則: エリクソンの心理社会的発達理論

 

ごちゃ、ごちゃ書いてしまいましたが、

自分しかできない仕事をして周りの人から感謝されると、とっても人生充実している様な感じがするのではないか、ということです。

 

でも、元増田はそれができなかった。そして深い絶望に陥った。

文章を見る限り、十分努力もした。

 

じゃあ、どうすればいいの?というのがここでの問題。

どうすれば、この深い孤独感、虚無感から解放されるのか?

(そこで元増田の次の増田は、神様が欲しい!と言った訳です。神様僕のことを認めてください!とね。)

 

二人の元増田がどういう状況にいるかからないから、何とも言えないのですが、基本的方針としては、

元増田のことを求めている人たちを探すことじゃないかな」と思う訳です。

 

十分頑張ったって言ったのにできなかったんだってば!と言いたくなるかと思いますが、

努力の仕方を変えてみるのも一策ではないかということです。

 

それはどんな些細なことでも、ボランティア活動などでも構わないと思うのです。

もちろんそれをするゆとりが無いんじゃないかと言うのは気になるのですが。

 

 

(余談)

他のやり方としては、

増田の取ったキリスト教的なアプローチ、つまり神様定義するやり方、

仏教的なアプローチ諸行無常一切無を受け入れるやり方、

右翼的な活動に参加して、社会との結びつきを得て、一時的安息間を得るやり方、

があるかと思います

2011-09-08

Feeling of the cat

Translated from http://anond.hatelabo.jp/20110907020451


For a long time, I am in a dark box.


According to someone's comment I heard outside of the box, a tiny bottle containing deadly poison is located in this box. Although the bottle is completely sealed, a hammer is positioned in the vicinity of the bottle. And they said the hammer would fall down at a certain time.


When is "the certain time"? I don't know. In this very moment? Or distant future? Possibly, it already has come (I don't want to think about it). No one can affect the hammer. As an independent event, it will fall down with probability 50%. The probability is exactly 50%. Possibly, the bottle may be broken, or may not. About myself, dead, or, alive.


I must say, how terrible the situation is.


It is impossible for me to avoid having a furious indignation. My life, the most important issue for me, is completely away from me, and is solely dependent on the simple figure, FIFTY PERCENT! Too much terrible.


Additionally, and I think it is completely unreasonable, I am shackled in many ways to keep the probability at exactly 50%.


Visual perception. The box is completely shielded from any light. It's for avoiding me from finding and destroying the bottle and apparatus. Complete darkness. I am in the total darkness. Thus, now I can’t see even the outline of myself. Possibly it sounds strange, the darkness makes me have a doubt about the existence of my body itself.


Acoustic perception. Maybe, from the reason I mentioned above, a perfect sound insulation is used. I can’t hear even the voice of my own. I don't know the mechanism. In the first place, as I can’t see anything, how can I investigate it? So, this is only a speculation, possibly, my drum membranes were damaged before enclosure in this box, or, some special material is used for the wall of the box.


Anyway, in a dark box too much good at shielding light and sound, my visual and acoustic perception is dead just as the term indicates.


As if further confirmation are needed, a huge fatigue weighing heavily upon me is another shackle for me. It seems that they gave me some kind of muscle relaxant to avoid me from struggling. As I can’t change from the same posture, my tactile perception is almost paralyzed.


No light. No sound. Smell and taste are unreliable. Tactile perception is in malfunction. I am like a puppet. All the five senses are out of control of mine. Too much cruel. Perfect shackles. I wish if they had given a sleeping medicine. I feel I am in agony without any external injury. My life, my existence itself, is completely ignored. Such a humiliation keeps my sanity. Only such a humiliation can.


The right to control the life and death of myself is completely deprived. I hate such situation. The core determinant of the continuity of my life is completely dependent upon, solely upon, a pure probability. Completely away from anyone's will. I hate it, again, I hate it!


Why do I have to be enclosed in such a box? In such a ridiculous box, why do I have to be in fear of life and death with such perfect shackles?


Unreasonable. Cruel.


I am lonely. Am I feeling empty and flat? Difficult to avoid sobbing? No. My loneliness is much deeper. I am in a sea of void. I am alone. Completely alone. As an orphan, I was thrown into this endless darkness. I am quivering in the absolute zero.


There is no perspective in this box. Only the darkness is here. I can’t feel the bottle and the hammer. I can’t feel the wall, the bottom, and the ceiling neither. They should be there. But all the five senses of mine are deprived. I feel like there is nothing. While those things have some meanings.


Speaking honestly, I am not so sure I am in a box. I am sure that what I am exists. I am thinking. I am fantasizing. It is the evidence showing the uniqueness of mine, which is called the ego or the consciousness or the mind, is solid. But, is the uniqueness is truly enclosed in the box? Is it possible that it is floating in another space? I can’t eliminate such doubts.


Possibly, what I am here is floating in the end of the universe, or is lying down at the bottom of the Mariana Trench. Or going down from a vent of the Kilauea volcano, maybe.


I don't have any method to know how the box (enclosing me) is. All the senses of mine are dead. It is impossible for me to determine whether here is inside of a box or not.


In addition to that, I am not so sure that I am truly alive. I don't have any way to confirm such a simple thing. Possibly, the 50% probability has already passed beyond me. Maybe I am already dead. I am still alive, maybe. Injected with muscle relaxant, shallow breathes, weak heartbeats. Or, cessation of all of them, simply leaving meat bolus.


I am deprived of any capability of controlling my own body. Who can say that my mind resides in the body continuing vital activities? The five senses have been poisoned with the total darkness. They can’t function as sensory organs. I don't have any chance to know the truth. Possibly, any supposition is fabricated by myself. The situation surrounding me and the uniqueness of myself are components of programmed role-play, possibly.


About the existence of mine, I can’t determine the behavior. I hate to admit it, but I am in the middle of fluctuation.


I wish someone could find me. I wish someone could open the box and observe how I am, and determine what I am. There is not enough power inside me to do so. All I can do is to continue to quiver in the loneliness.


If I were the Almighty, I could say "Let there be light". I know it is impossible. But I can‘t help feeling how nice it would be if I could say so.


My own free will! It could fix every fluctuation surrounding myself!


At the same time, longing produces shadow. If the box is opened, I will be found and observed. As a result, what I am will be determined. To tell the truth, I can’t look away from the fact I am anxious about being determined.


Although I am unable to determine whether I am alive or dead by myself, I am afraid of the death. I am afraid that I am determined as a dead. I can’t accept. Still I can’t feel, I can’t imagine the death as a specific phenomenon. Probably, that is why I am afraid of death.


No, it should not be restricted to me. King of virtue. Deadly murderer. Regular folks. All the same. Maybe, the elder people or patients of bad disease could have some imagination sufficiently close to the true death. But, even so, it is impossible to know the specific experience of death.


In the end, death is the final destination with overwhelming significance. The time and the consciousness have an absolute irreversibility. Death also has the absoluteness which can’t be changed. Even if it is a ritual pass point or an outstanding impressive event.


Myself, the mind of mine here is, will be vanished at the moment at which how I am is determined. If they deprive the lukewarm water, in which I can’t feel the temperature, it is impossible for me to avoid exposing myself to the air.


I am afraid of such an irreversible change. It is not limited to the determination of death. Also I am so anxious that I am determined being alive.


The current existence of myself is like a tiny, tiny illusion standing on an endless point. Not larger than that. Not smaller than that. Not longer than that. Not shorter than that. No expansion. No shrinkage. Standing upon a unique single point. It is mathematically correct. I am something like a ghost staying upon such a point, having confusion about identity of myself.


The point exists at every position on a plane of coordinates, at the same time, not existing at a certain position. If a certain event occurs, on that moment, it will converge me to a single point among all the space-times, in which the event has occurred, as if having me step off a bus. Without any concern. Even if the point and I have been a one. The illusion, which has stayed in such a point, has possibilities of being real and being vanished like a mist, to an equal degree.


Now, I am existing in every time-space, I have every nature. At the same time, I am suffering from the loneliness that I am away from every nature. I wish someone can find me. At the same time, I am so anxious that where I will be, and that how I will be at that moment.


I have been released from the law of cause and effect. I am undetermined ever, for ever.

2011-05-18

遺書の代わりのプレイリスト もしくは無人島に持っていくプレイリス

茉莉(昆蟲白)、Happy New-Yearが言いたくて(南野陽子)、一直到底(Nipples)、赤い戦車ヤプーズ)、南方蝶道(甜梅號)、

一個人的水道(甜梅號)、Air on the G stringBach)、春夏秋(チャットモンチー)、激光中(羅文)、Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence坂本龍一)、

恋愛スピリッツチャットモンチー)、安眠藥(歐陽靖 陳奐仁)、甜蜜蜜(薛凱琪)、MAY斉藤由貴)、ダンシングヒーロー荻野目洋子)、

雙失情人節(Twins)、青山黛瑪(何韻詩)、汽水樽裡的咖啡(何韻詩)、情歌(側田)、when i listen to the field mice(my little airport)、

習慣失戀(容祖兒)、糖不甩(薛凱琪)、VALON-1(Salyu)、戀人未滿(S.H.E)、美空雲雀(何韻詩)

東風Yellow Magic Orchestra)、Lucky(スーパーカー)、我有一段情(吳鶯音)、曙(ゲルニカ)、2EM12_KK_A09(ヱヴァ破)、

光榮之家(何韻詩)、北歐是我們的死亡終站(my little airport)、隆重登場(容祖兒)、電力組曲 C:電化の暮らしゲルニカ)、妮歌(何韻詩)、

Komm, Susser Tod/甘き死よ、来たれ(Arianne )、ホープ(testpattern)、給十年後的我(薛凱琪)、安靜了(S.H.E)、女朋友(歐陽靖 陳奐仁)、

体操YMO)、You Only Live Twice(Nancy Sinatra)、小茉莉楊丞琳)、Oh!(少女時代)、圓謊(容祖兒)、

管他什麼音樂(范曉萱&100%)、Blue Paradise(Martin Denny)、泡泡(魏如萱)、Sunny Road To Salina(Christophe)、Be True(容祖兒)、

しいたそがれ(南野陽子)、最後的歌(楊千嬅)、Le premier chagrin d'amour(France Gall)、眼球綺譚(戸川純ユニット)、愛しのキッズ小島麻由美)、

月世界旅行アポジー&ペリジー)、韻律泳(何韻詩)、飛べない翼(Lily Chou Chou)、手のなるほうへ(チャットモンチー)、ヒステリヤ(ヤプーズ)、

Green Grass Of Tunnel(Mum)、夢伴(梅艷芳)、舊約(何韻詩)、再見...露絲瑪莉(何韻詩)、AXIA~かなしいことり~(斉藤由貴)、

就算世界童話(衛蘭)、점핑(Kara)、夢のスキマ(鷺巣詩郎)、空しき流れ(鷺巣詩郎)、閉塞の拡大(鷺巣詩郎

那年夏天寧靜的海(王心凌)、痛愛(容祖兒)、落寞莉(昆蟲白)、憤怒の河(戸川純)、惚たる蛍(チャットモンチー)、

愛一個上一課(容祖兒)、最後一課(容祖兒)、時不與我(容祖兒)、Dear. Mom少女時代)、男孩像你(薛凱琪)、

沙堡壘(容祖兒)、A Wishful Way(Hopscotch)、ONE斉藤由貴)、拳銃チャットモンチー)、脆弱(謝安琪)、

立つ鳥跡を濁さず(トップをねらえ2!!)、時の河を越えて(トップをねらえ!)、親知らずチャットモンチー)、媽媽我考試考100分(selfkill)、搜神記(容祖兒)、

想想(何欣穗)、リフトの下で逢いましょう(南野陽子)、ギルガメッシュヤプーズ)、Roller Coaster Rock(selfkill)、a love songEGO-WRAPPIN')、

愛將(梅艷芳)、手のなるほうへ(チャットモンチー)、petsounds(the beach boys)、香格里拉(魏如萱)。

2009-01-18

OPUS OF THE YEAR 2008

bounceが選ぶ、2008年の50枚

1.LIL WAYNE「THA CARTER III」○

2.Perfume「GAME」×

3.KATY PERRY「One Of The Boys」○

4.FLYING LOTUS「Los Angeles」△

5.ESTELLE「Shine」○

6.T-PAIN「Thr33 Ringz」○

7.T.I.「Paper Trail」○

8.Anarchy「Dream and Drama」×

9.ミドリ「あらためまして、はじめましてミドリです。」×

10.TV ON THE RADIODear Science」○

11.YOUNG JEEZY「The Recession」○

12.GONZALES「Soft Power」×

13.RAHEEM DEVAUGHNLove Behind The Melody」○

14.SNOOP DOGGEgo Trippin'」○

15.THE TING TINGS「We Started Nothing」○

16.MACHINES DON'T CARE「Machines Don't Care」×

17.GYM CLASS HEROES「The Quilt」○

18.SANTOGOLD「Santogold」×

19.capsule「MORE!MORE!MORE!」×

20.JAZMINE SULLIVAN「Fearless」○

21.BLOC PARTY.「Intimacy」○

22.PLIES「Definition Of Real」○

23.VYBZ KARTEL「The Teacher's Back」×

24.THE COOL KIDS「The Bake Sale」○

25.RAPHAEL SAADIQ「The Way I See It」×

26.FOALS「Untidotes」○

27.SEEDA「HEAVEN」×

28.AL GREEN「Lay It Down」○

29.DE DE MOUSE「sunset girls」×

30.DUFFY「Rockferry」○

31.Saori@destiny「JAPANESE CHAOS」×

32.BENGA「Diary Of An Afro Warrior」×

33.MGMT「Oracular Spectacular」×

34.DJ BAKU「DHARMA DANCE」×

35.GHISLAIN POIRIER「No Ground Under」○

36.SAM SPARRO「Sam Sparro」○

37.THE MARS VOLTA「The Bedlam In Goliath」○

38.QUANTIC PRESENTA FLOWERING INFERNODeath Of The Revolution」×

39.METRONOMY「Nights Out」×

40.EMI MARIA「A Ballad Of My Own」×

41.PRISCILLA AHN「A Good Day」○

42.FLO RIDA「Mail On Sunday」○

43.電気グルーヴYELLOW」×

44.PLANTLIFE「Time Traveller」×

45.neco眠る「ENGAWA BOYS PENTATONIC PUNK」×

46.CSSDonkey」○

47.有坂美香「Aquantum」×

48.JOSE JAMES「The Dreamer」○

49.VAN SHE「V」○

50.THE BIRD AND THE BEERay Guns Are Not Just The Future」○

(2009/01/18調査)

○:Napsterで定額配信あり (27/50)

△:Napsterで購入専用 (1/50)

×:Napster取り扱いなし (22/50)

邦楽全滅かー

2008-12-18

友人が学者になった

友人が某国立大学准教授になった。久しぶりに会ってみると、こんなにego-centricな人間だったのかと驚く。学生時代から理屈ぽかったけど、学究生活でさらに磨きがかかったようだ。人の心を論理で腑分けするようなところが。もう会うことはないだろう。多分

2008-11-15

[] 9. あしながのサルヴァドール

あしながのサルヴァドール - EGO-WRAPPIN'

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