@Miakoda i could never think of putting contacts in. My external lenses are a multi layer (you can see them from the side) polymer compound (not sure if carbonate)...
One of the worst things I've experienced involving contacts - We used to be plural. My headmate cooked with habenaro peppers. She washed the hands, but that is not effective with habeneros. Then later I was front, and attempted to remove our contacts. Horror ensued. Contact lenses were ruined. There was not insignificant recovery involved.
On the flip side, there was that time we took a metal rod to the eyeball. The fact the contact lens blunted the end is the only reason I am not currently blind in one eye. That was an urgent trip to the ER! We had a nasty gouge in that eyeball. Everything looked piss yellow for like 2 months. Surprisingly not as painful as one would imagine, but very irritating and definitely very scary!
@Miakoda O.O i had a poti knob very hardly coming up from its shaft hitting my eyeball. Showed up as scar tissue in retina scan later and as i ate a whole habanero and only cold milk inside my mouth could reduce the pain, i don't want to imagine that pain in the eyes O.O
@arti The metal rod one was so stupid... We had this camping kitchen. It was like a folding table with a metal grid "bscksplash" sort of thing you could hang cooking tools on. It got stored disassembled under the stairs. One of us was getting something out of that space, bent down, and caught that metal grid in the eye. One in a lifetime of stupid injuries.
Random interesting fact about multiplicity - My headmates and I experienced very different ratios of ADHD and autism. One seemed entirely unaffected by either, one was significantly affected by autism but not adhd (pretty sure if she had been solo, she'd have needed constant care), one was mostly ADHD... all different ratios, and entirely different sensory experiences.
@Miakoda i basically run on automatic functions (the robot) when emulating human behaviour in public or at work. I can interact with it as (the programmer). The meta programmer types this and progged the other on level 3 dextromethorphanhydrobromide (dxm) very hardware near.
When my headmates were still alive, we switched at will (aside from a few specific situations, like certain meds). "Feel it" is inaccurate. I went inside when not front, still conscious, still me, just not out here at the front. I only know my headmates' lived experiences via what they decided to share with me. We experienced each other as seperate people who happened to share a physical body, with very defined seperation between each. Even when cofront, we were strongly defined.
When I suddenly lost all of them, I did not obtain their memories or knowledge. All of that was lost with them. I have no idea why I'm the sole survivor of our system, and I consider it a very traumatic loss. My entire internal family perished inside a few weeks, and it was not a peaceful end at all.
@Miakoda sorry if mayby overly stupid and therefore offensive questions or spammy wall of texting, just never encountered multiple entities sharing one biochemical low entropy device.
Outside of extenuating circumstances, there was usually a request to take the front (or the reverse, a request for someone to take over), and then we'd hand off. The one currently front would step back in to inside space, and the one coming front would step forward to the front. ...and cause our brain has tourettes, this was often accompanied by a brief moment of ticking. Fascinatingly, aside from the switch, not all of us ticked!
@arti We were indeed very aware of each other. We often talked and hung out inside. In fact, we were able to have no one front, but this was considered dangerous to do in public spaces. Without anyone driving, the body would just kinda go along with anyone who tried leading it somewhere. Also, this scared the shit out of singlets.
@Miakoda this is pretty much, what i call the robot (no one front, bioentropical suit for irl interactions). Ok but me being the robot realizing that and watching that as the robot was stil there. Think i got it so far. Do you have inner monologues (like a voice thinking inside your heads using vocal language mostly all the time)?
Currently, as a solo, yes. In fact, your replies sound like what I imagine your voice sounds like - based on the only visual representation I have of you - your pfp. You soud like Fluttershy.
When my headmates were alive, there was my own internal monolog, and that was entirely seperate from whatvever my headmates were saying. "Will you two quiet down, or move further back! You're distracting me" was not an uncommon phrase.
@arti Pastel was in charge. She was a very light handed leader. However, she did possess the ability to force a switch from any of us to any of us. There were rules, intended for safety and functioning. Breaking them could result in being ripped from the front, which is a very unpleasant experience. Pastel's soft spoken, whispered, monotone, "You have violated the rules" was somehow far more intimidating than anyone's yelling at me could ever be. lol
@Miakoda i mean do you push one to the stack then the other one takes over, like the not actively controlling one(s) are halted? Or are you "waiting in the back"?
@arti Chilling out inside. We had a whole space in there to exist in. We modeled it after a favorite camping spot, complete with campfire. There was a little house that didn't obey the constrants of the laws of physics. It was very small on the outside, but had room for each of us inside.
@Miakoda like a tardis. But i know what you mean. I call it the hall. I once was a wine glass jumping into the hall on a checkboard pattern. And that was totally normal. As i was a glass.
@arti I can still see the intenal space, but I'm no longer able to go there. Without Pastel around to maintan it, it decays. The decay looks like file corruption. The color is gone, the sky is gone, it's mostly silloutte at this point, with most of it just missing. Pastel maintained the entire inner space and it fell apart very quickly after she passed.
@Miakoda after i finished progging the robot (how to you refear to your body?) i came back into the hall "for recreational purposes" or so. Was in. Dam - i am done here. Had to wait three hours till i metabolized enough to be able to move the robot. I could not get in. The proggin is sealed and stable so far. I was just stuck in the hall.
@Miakoda i stole mine from the illuminatus! trilogy by shea and wilson. And as warned about in the end it does contain a psychosis. But i did that flatter my arm to make humming noise thingy before reading it. The robot: Basic body. Eats low entropy. Generates work on entropy gradients. Excretes high entropy always transportet with heat. Can has pain. The programmer: Me thinking about doing what i thought i understood was written in that books... The meta programmer. Like Jungs "Über Ich". Like me now?
@arti We had been.put ubder anesthesia for major surgery. Upon coming to, Pastel was already gone. One by one the others passed. The system was unstable during all this. It was harder to switch in that period of time, till I ended up the onky one left.
@Miakoda you don't feel "alony" since your comment plot twist to be alone or reply with the anasthesia. Is your irl every day life easier alone? I would be traumatized by the loss. I still feel the other yous build up in the thread. You feel like that optical illusion, where you try to catch the black dot between the lines, which is not there, if trying to apply standard protocols to focus on it. Hope i don't destabilize you(s) by that but - connected
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Horror ensued.
Contact lenses were ruined.
There was not insignificant recovery involved.
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That was an urgent trip to the ER! We had a nasty gouge in that eyeball.
Everything looked piss yellow for like 2 months.
Surprisingly not as painful as one would imagine, but very irritating and definitely very scary!
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One in a lifetime of stupid injuries.
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in reply to Miakoda • • •My headmates and I experienced very different ratios of ADHD and autism.
One seemed entirely unaffected by either, one was significantly affected by autism but not adhd (pretty sure if she had been solo, she'd have needed constant care), one was mostly ADHD... all different ratios, and entirely different sensory experiences.
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in reply to Miakoda • • •Also, this scared the shit out of singlets.
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in reply to arti • • •Currently, as a solo, yes. In fact, your replies sound like what I imagine your voice sounds like - based on the only visual representation I have of you - your pfp. You soud like Fluttershy.
When my headmates were alive, there was my own internal monolog, and that was entirely seperate from whatvever my headmates were saying.
"Will you two quiet down, or move further back! You're distracting me" was not an uncommon phrase.
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in reply to Miakoda • • •There were rules, intended for safety and functioning. Breaking them could result in being ripped from the front, which is a very unpleasant experience.
Pastel's soft spoken, whispered, monotone, "You have violated the rules" was somehow far more intimidating than anyone's yelling at me could ever be. lol
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in reply to Miakoda • •The robot: Basic body. Eats low entropy. Generates work on entropy gradients. Excretes high entropy always transportet with heat. Can has pain.
The programmer: Me thinking about doing what i thought i understood was written in that books...
The meta programmer. Like Jungs "Über Ich". Like me now?
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I would be traumatized by the loss.
I still feel the other yous build up in the thread.
You feel like that optical illusion, where you try to catch the black dot between the lines, which is not there, if trying to apply standard protocols to focus on it.
Hope i don't destabilize you(s) by that but - connected
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