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Tuesday, December 4, 2018

Entranced Ideas Part 3: Brain Break

So something that my friends and I talk about a lot is smashing brains. It stems from a running joke about the “Frying Pan Induction” which in reality is COMPLETELY off the cards but sparked debate.

Now some people would say, “Secret Subject, why in the hell would you want to break someone brain into a million pieces?” and to that I would respond, well. Haven’t you ever thought about what it would be like to be so mindless that the mind isn’t even there anymore? Haven’t you ever pondered what it may be like to have your mind gone to the point of not existing? And this isn’t to say that in reality brain breaking wouldn’t be very harmful, because it is, but we with hypnosis can imagine worlds of possibilities and this is one of those moments where the unthinkable can become possible.

So when I told my friend during a battle of ours, “I could smash your brain to smithereens!” He said something I’d never considered. “No you couldn’t, brains are made of squishy matter, they can’t smash.” This gave me an idea.

My latest parlour trick, involves some complex imagination and rapport with the trancee, but once established can be very fun to observe.

The trick goes as follows:

Imagine I have in my hand a beaker.

Inside this beaker is liquid nitrogen.

Imagine the steam that pours from it, you can imagine how cold it would feel if I were to be a little cheeky and pour this over your brain,

Right?

Of course you can imagine that.

It’s like that feeling of ice. Cold. Hard. Ice. You can remmeber how it feels in your hand. Well imagine that feeling but over your mind.

So as you imagine me pouring that liquid nitrogen over your mind you can feel it start to get cold.

And the funny thing about freezing your mind is it also freezes your thoughts.

Everything just frozen.

And now that it’s frozen, I can take my hammer, line it up and…

Smash.

As your mind shatters into a million tiny pieces.

Leaving you empty.

Mindless.

Brainless.

Completely shattered.

That is until I find all the pieces of your mind, collect them, mould them back together and pop them back inside your head.

POP.

Just like that, and your mind thaws out, back to normal temperature and back to how it was again.

I have a feeling I am going to have fun with this one at Entranced, especially with certain friends of mine… :P

XOXO The Secret Subject

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