If I wasn't so obsessed with Estonia ...

[blamebrampton]

... I would be completely obsessed with Iceland. This video calls me to jump on a plane and then spend several days investigating volcanic rock and dressing children like orphans. But the song is beautiful, Sigur Ros: Glósóli, one of those haunting tunes that stays with you. Back to the writing ...

ETA A friend just sent me this link which apparently is a simple test to see if you are dominantly right or left brained. I am horrified to learn that I am mung-bean loving right brainer! It's a treacherous example of nature overcoming nurture after I've spent years learning how to score perfect dictator results on MB tests! 

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[arethinn]

What? I see clockwise. I guess it has to be the same illusion as where a flat black silhouette of a 3D object sometimes is interpreted as facing towards the viewer, and sometimes away, and in that case I can usually force myself to change it, but I can't do it in this case. The rotating is too strong.

This is a stupid test, therefore, because I know from experience I am left- and not right-brained.

What's wrong with mung beans? Mmm sprouts!

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Well, I'd have said I was left-brained, too, being right-handed and right-footed and a wiz at those pattern-recognition tests that were all the rage back in the experimental days of 70s education, not to mention all about the words and not so much about the images ...

I did find that you CAN reverse the direction (gracilejenn may still have superpowers, though). I did it by blinking at different rates and counting the blinks per 10 second block on a clock I set up next to the image. I suddenly caught a glimpse of it going the other way and, by concentrating, was able to watch it go smoothly around anticlockwise. Though it went back to clockwise after I looked away and back again.

However, this raises another question: does it mean that I'm not as right brained as it thought, or does it mean that by performing a left-brained experiment, I made my brain temporarily leftish?

Mung beans are fine in themselves, but in conjunction with my upbringing by crazed hippies inspire little PTSD moments, in much the same way as tie-dye.