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KNL
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I love (chocolate) milk too. I drink an average of a litre a day, sometimes 1.5. I realize that it's not a good thing to drink so much milk, but I love it.
I love the runner's rush (is that the name?). Well I think it's the runners rush, it's this form of adrenaline that comes into my body and it forces me to continue, it gives me power. I feel as if I need to finish what I'm doing, I have to do it, there is no excuse for me to not do it... |
Chocolate miillkkk 
It's commonly called Runners high. It's a relase of endorphines, natural pain killers, to cope with the stress you are putting on your body.
It is a legitimate addiction if taken far enough. You depend on a high level of endorphines after a lot of regualr exposure. If you don't get them, you get reeaal bitchy. |
Sooo what you're saying is... jocks get a male period while computer nerds stay manly?  
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AvereX
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Eye Love.......
The hues that no one sees
The devils that are friends to me
An insane woman's passion in a smart and empathetic counterpart
When the music and lyrics of a song (mine or other) are happily married
When people love despite the suffocating threshold of hate for another, or one's self
When a kiss is as lucid, powerful and graceful as a river could envy
When i realized that mistakes were the stepping stone to perfection
That Eye Love just because
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ABCD
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Chocolate miillkkk
It's commonly called Runners high. It's a relase of endorphines, natural pain killers, to cope with the stress you are putting on your body.
It is a legitimate addiction if taken far enough. You depend on a high level of endorphines after a lot of regualr exposure. If you don't get them, you get reeaal bitchy. |
*Goes downstairs to get some chocolate milk...
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Ree
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Making tea the old fashioned way
Dew on the grass at sunrise
Making bread the old fashioned way
Making someone I love smile
The very coldness and stillness right before it snows
Watching a hawk soar
The smell of coffee in the morning
The softness, warmth, and scent of a shirt straight from the dryer and just put on
My daughter's hugs
A kiss that seduces the soul, curls your toes, and entices you to forget the world exists
Walking through the woods in the Fall, the scent of damp leaves, crisp air
A cinnamon roll, fresh from the oven, waiting for the sugary glaze to be drizzled over it, and of course the first bite
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Lucid dreaming.
Seafood.
The sound of beaked fish chipping away at coral from all directions.
Long periods of solo travel through different countries.
The anonymity of large cities.
Meeting other ENTPs.
Randomly joining a group of people playing some sport in public so that I can shock them with my mad skillz and be a general show-off.
Rollerblading at 3 am through that hobo park in Montreal between late night bus connections.
Emasculating domineering jerks with my demeanor and body language without needing to verbalize a single insult.
Looking presentable after rolling out of bed, running a hand through my hair, throwing on some clothes, and heading out the door.
The fact I can wear kids-sized footwear and save tons of money.
The full-body soreness that follows a day of vigorous physical activity.
Achieving better results than people who worked at something harder.
Jumping on random narrow things and balancing.
The card game Killer Bunnies.
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Brilliant! ...And a whole new world opens! Have you ever been at the black door? The 'door' of choice. Faith or fear. Paralysis or freedom.
You just have to recognize that you're dreaming in the first place.
I find the distortion of the alternate reality most profound, the resemblance to reality even greater.
Some say getting up is going to sleep and going to sleep is getting up, daily reality is merely the acting out of previously encountered dreams.
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Reminds me of an actual dream I had.
I've been to a place with a hundred doors and this 'black door' you speak of would be the 99th door for me. I chose it. I fell down through darkness... to land in a children's sandbox.
Most other lucid dreams I've had involved flying out of public buses on a 'magic bus seat' that would work the same way as a magic carpet would, touring the city, heading out to sea, and landing on someone's private yacht. And dreams of performing somersaults in random places.
Once I tried to morph my shape and become an animal so that I could run around mauling people. Didn't work. Not being able to transform was a source of frustration for me. 
But once I followed a lioness around and psychically 'ordered' her to attack things by narrating her actions in a British accent.
Once I changed my clothes by walking in front of a mirror, walking out of view, and walking back in front of it wearing something entirely different.
Oh, and once a chasm opened up in the road between my house and myself, too wide to leap across. I realized I was dreaming, thumbed my nose at the obstacle, and deliberately woke up to return to my house, in bed. It remains one of my most satisfying dream victories.
What all my lucid dreams had in common was the hyperreal look of the environment like everything was built in CGI. Edges were really sharp, the colours crisp, objects popping out begging for me to interact with them, and the more I focused the more they popped out.
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Ancient Philosopher
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| froggie wrote: | Reminds me of an actual dream I had.
I've been to a place with a hundred doors and this 'black door' you speak of would be the 99th door for me. I chose it. I fell down through darkness... to land in a children's sandbox.
Once I tried to morph my shape and become an animal so that I could run around mauling people. Didn't work. Not being able to transform was a source of frustration for me. |
Well theoretically the black door is the only real door, the 99 are choices leading to the black door. The door resembles free choice in a metaphorical sense. The children's sandbox was not imposed on you, it was rather you imposing it on your environment.
As for limitations go:
I came to think externalities can exist in your dream, I was once talking to a spirit (or demon, whatever you wish to call it) and it clearly had a mind of it's own as I had to follow it in order to converse with it and no matter how I tried, I could not change it's shape or nature. The spirit could be seen in a mirror which surrounded me in a room, it left the mirror on own account and entered a human standing in the room next to me, when it did I was once more in control of the nature of my dream and it's caricatures.
Perhaps the spirit was inside me while I saw it in the mirror, and left me when it left the mirror? It didn't frighten me though.
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Being so lost in understanding that everything else around me disappears.
Seeing beauty where I've overlooked it before.
A deep conversation with my closest friend... in the dark.
The calm before a storm. That first breeze that blasts through you and you know ... somethings coming.
The tin sound that echoes off of wind chimes.
The hum of a ceiling fan in a perfectly silent room.
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| KNL wrote: | | C.Beck wrote: | | ABCD wrote: |
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I love (chocolate) milk too. I drink an average of a litre a day, sometimes 1.5. I realize that it's not a good thing to drink so much milk, but I love it.
I love the runner's rush (is that the name?). Well I think it's the runners rush, it's this form of adrenaline that comes into my body and it forces me to continue, it gives me power. I feel as if I need to finish what I'm doing, I have to do it, there is no excuse for me to not do it... |
Chocolate miillkkk
It's commonly called Runners high. It's a relase of endorphines, natural pain killers, to cope with the stress you are putting on your body.
It is a legitimate addiction if taken far enough. You depend on a high level of endorphines after a lot of regualr exposure. If you don't get them, you get reeaal bitchy. |
Sooo what you're saying is... jocks get a male period while computer nerds stay manly? |
O_o Endorphines, not estrogen, lol.
Most jocks don't excersize in a way conducive to developing runners high addiction. Beer three days a week. hangovers. you ain't gonna gor running. Stuff like that.
But the X country guys? yeah. MPMS
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Achieving better results than people who worked at something harder
Jumping on random narrow things and balancing. |
Story of my life.
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anra
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I love:
+ coffee
+ fireworks (I considered as my distresser)
+ my LP
+ nature
+ hometown
+ anime
+ books
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fellow struggling INFPs
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| Quote: | I love the way you feel when everything goes right. Like a golden sun exploding in your chest, melting warm extacy all over your insides.
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As one said,its your bodies reward system.Basically the same thing as doing Crystal Meth but minus the bother of actually accomplishing something.
And yeah,I used to love Crystal Meth.These days I get my endorphins the old fashion way,I earn them.
Nice thread
I love being clean and sober, and to some extent the smugness that comes with it.
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