The Original Bamfer
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Last Friday, a Hypnotist came to perform at our high school. Reluctantly, I agreed to be hypnotized along with some fellow seniors and our principal. I was definitely nervous, to say the least. I am accostomed, though, to being in front of a live audience - it was more of the presumed "mind control" aspect that freaked me out. I felt slightly better after talking with the Hypnotist, who told me hypnotism can not control minds; it purely suggests. And that the person being hypnotized will not do anything he or she would otherwise do.
The eleven of us sat down in front of the hypnotist, and a crowd-full of people we knew. He associated Hypnotism with yawning, saying that the feeling to yawn after seeing someone do the same is similar. He asked us to concentrate, and to do everything he told us to. We ultimately did. And, after that, the whole thing gets kind of foggy.
We had to stare at one number on the clock while he counted. I eventually went into some totally conscious sleep, which, cool enough, allowed my senses that were available (everything except taste) to be sharpened. We then did some strange driving thing while "asleep."
When we were finished with the group acts, he woke us. I was the first to be asked to stand. Honestly, I felt intoxicated. Prior to this, we were all assigned a number - one which would put us to sleep if he were to say it. He put me to sleep while standing with him, and told me that, when I woke, my mouth would be stuck open and I would do my best to try and close it; but would ultimately fail. I did just that. Then he asked me, in my standing sleep, to say my full name. I did so. He told me that my name, my full name, would be "Glub Glub Glub" and that I will be very annoyed if anyone tells me otherwise. Strangely enough, after asking a few of my friends my name, I would get angry when they would say my real name, and angrily defend my new name. He put me to sleep again and suggested that I would jump in severe pain, out of my chair, every time I would hear, "Pins and Needles." Surely enough, after sitting down, awake, I would jump out of my chair when I heard the words.
He did a lot with the others, which I remember hazily. Ultimately, though, everyone did everything he asked. Even my friends, who declared they would prove this man false if they could, did. And they claimed they were not hypnotized, and yet they did everything they said they wouldn't. Either way, I left the show feeling really well-rested. But a lot was unclear.
This whole experience totally caused me to rethink what hypnotism really is. Because it was nothing like I had expected it to be. Is the trick behind hypnotism that we did all of this, consciously, because we didn't want to ruin the show? Because most of us, including myself, recall consciousness and remember most of it. The man definitely did not control us. But we had little reason as to why we complied with his requests. It was a lot of fun, though, and the audience loved it.
Have any of you been hypnotized?
The eleven of us sat down in front of the hypnotist, and a crowd-full of people we knew. He associated Hypnotism with yawning, saying that the feeling to yawn after seeing someone do the same is similar. He asked us to concentrate, and to do everything he told us to. We ultimately did. And, after that, the whole thing gets kind of foggy.
We had to stare at one number on the clock while he counted. I eventually went into some totally conscious sleep, which, cool enough, allowed my senses that were available (everything except taste) to be sharpened. We then did some strange driving thing while "asleep."
When we were finished with the group acts, he woke us. I was the first to be asked to stand. Honestly, I felt intoxicated. Prior to this, we were all assigned a number - one which would put us to sleep if he were to say it. He put me to sleep while standing with him, and told me that, when I woke, my mouth would be stuck open and I would do my best to try and close it; but would ultimately fail. I did just that. Then he asked me, in my standing sleep, to say my full name. I did so. He told me that my name, my full name, would be "Glub Glub Glub" and that I will be very annoyed if anyone tells me otherwise. Strangely enough, after asking a few of my friends my name, I would get angry when they would say my real name, and angrily defend my new name. He put me to sleep again and suggested that I would jump in severe pain, out of my chair, every time I would hear, "Pins and Needles." Surely enough, after sitting down, awake, I would jump out of my chair when I heard the words.
He did a lot with the others, which I remember hazily. Ultimately, though, everyone did everything he asked. Even my friends, who declared they would prove this man false if they could, did. And they claimed they were not hypnotized, and yet they did everything they said they wouldn't. Either way, I left the show feeling really well-rested. But a lot was unclear.
This whole experience totally caused me to rethink what hypnotism really is. Because it was nothing like I had expected it to be. Is the trick behind hypnotism that we did all of this, consciously, because we didn't want to ruin the show? Because most of us, including myself, recall consciousness and remember most of it. The man definitely did not control us. But we had little reason as to why we complied with his requests. It was a lot of fun, though, and the audience loved it.
Have any of you been hypnotized?
Do you remember much about how you felt mentally during the hypnotism?
