pulsar
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Hey there,
my fault, it was a writing flaw (sounds stupid, but its like this), I meant this related to what is already known of our brain functions, and I somehow remember this stupid 20 % (was also part of biology class, when we learned about the brain, and had various comments on brain research from scientists such as e.g. neurologists, who confirmed, that there are processes/regions/connections between them, in the brain, that could not be explained clearly, it was just this year, so this information is not too old. Maybe I post it here, because it was a very interesting topic).
I'll modify my comment, with this in mind, it should make sense now.
@ Boris: I agree with you, sometimes there are overload phases in the brain, and it is sometimes a struggle to get balanced, sometimes its like the thoughts are keeping one awake, it is kind of outsourcing. If I am in such a state of "brain overload", I make much writing mistakes, sometimes, if the phrases are too long, I sometimes forget at the end of sentence what I wrote at the beginning, sometimes there are missing words, or unfinished sentences. Or if you really chew on a topic, it can happen, that this thoughts keep you awake at night, or even the next few days after, and that has negative effects on your ability to concentrate on what you have to do at the very moment. And it makes me always very nervous. Weekends are very short, aren't they? (I meant for recovery, as I am not into deleting my brain at weekends, no discredit to those who do, it is up to them to decide) It is just like Wednesday, when one feels the need to have the weekend back (it is often the case for me).
So if there was the possibility to use all of the brain at the same time (by 100%), it is questionable if we can bear it, as we sometimes are not capable of letting the impression settle, that we get by "normal" use. Another one would be, if we try to be only rational in the normal state, if this would end up in over-rationalizing everything.
Love,
pulsar
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