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• Meditation, Hypnosis, and Rock Stars – Thoughts from January 14 and 20, 2024

  

  January 14, 2024 I was listening to a meditation today. Why I was listening to it is not what I’m talking about today. Part of it was a positive affirmation to tell yourself. I’ve heard people saying these things before, but I was noticing how the affirmations have no connection to reality. Telling yourself you’re…

  Brian Kirwan

  November 19, 2024

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• Dream Rules – Thoughts from August 24, 2018

  

  Future note: I listed the rules of my dreams in this Thoughts paper. Enjoy. Okay, maybe I should supply a little bit more of an explanation. These rules represent the things I know are possible while I’m dreaming. They are things I know I can do and things I know I can’t do. I have…

  Brian Kirwan

  August 15, 2023

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