Biscuit-addled Mind

Get the kettle on. How do you take yours? Three TV sets and a splash of WhatsApp, please. On second thoughts, I’ll just have black coffee.

ā€œYouā€™ve got such a biscuit-addled Mindā€ Simon said as I poured a can of Fosterā€™s into his bowl of cheese puffs, then proceeded to down the cheesy-lagery slop in one go.

As you know, Iā€™ve been reflecting a lot recently, especially after my brother died at age 52 on December 8th 2023. Iā€™ve been chipping away at my digital iceberg, and something hit me, how much time Iā€™ve wasted. Getting a momentarily hit of pleasure from silly memes, thinking of something funny to share with friends, and then wasting time discussing it. Iā€™m not against fun, Iā€™m against distractions. Itā€™s the micro distractions that we all have that take us away from better things and keep us numb to reality. These little micro distractions, or micro entertainments, consume our lives, they’re so ubiquitous that they’ve become normal. But as a wise man once said “Normal doesn’t mean Natural”.

Itā€™s a war against attention is what Iā€™m really against. But the war is with yourself.

ā€œIf you want to win the war for attention, donā€™t try to say ā€˜noā€™ to the trivial distractions you find on the information smorgasbord; try to say ā€˜yesā€™ to the subject that arouses a terrifying longing, and let the terrifying longing crowd out everything else.ā€

Cal Newport

Well said, Cal!

I caught myself feeling ever so slightly down, in a daze the other day and my fingers typed ā€œFacebookā€ on my iPhone search automatically. What the actual F!??? Insanity!

Then the day after I was chatting to a colleague and my fingers typed ā€œFacebookā€ into my Chrome browser. Bravo Zucks, your indoctrination has taken hold! You are the puppet master, sir

Iā€™m sitting on the loo as I write this part, and it reminds me of a running commentary I had with a small WhatsApp group about the noises that came from the cubicle next door. On some level, you may find this funny, but jeez, what a waste of time, at its root itā€™s me wanting to appear funny to my friends. As I read this sentence back, itā€™s pretty weird, isnā€™t it? Well, I bet you do weird things too that you think are normal because itā€™s in the comfort of your portable magic phone! Let me add that the WhatsApp group wasnā€™t named ā€œnoises that came from the cubicle next doorā€, that would be next-level weird. The group was a group of mates, and I happened to comment whilst on my loo breaks at work. Still weird.

Distraction mode complete

TV canā€™t even do its job properly these days as the phone has become the distraction queen. Have you found yourself watching a film whilst on your phone? I have.

On the bus to work this morning, I decided not to flip through my phone and guess what? I felt uncomfortable, I couldnā€™t just sit there and ā€˜beā€™. I even looked at the guyā€™s phone in the seat in front of me scrolling through YouTube shorts. I was getting really into it ā€œSurely that monster truck wonā€™t crush that Lambo?!ā€, ā€œIs that two lions fighting?ā€, ā€œDarn Monzo Advertā€, all within 30 seconds. Itā€™s madness.

MADNESS THATā€™S BECOME NORMAL, BUT ITā€™S NOT NATURAL.

Biscuit.

Addled.

Mind.

Ooh, notification! šŸ””

ā€œTo pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.ā€

Mary Oliver

Iā€™m trying to keep away from the topic of phones in this post. Itā€™s more about the deep insidious levels of distraction that we have interwoven into our day-to-day lives. So much so, that we don’t notice. Itā€™s hard to keep away from phones as a topic of distraction as they are the biggest distraction of all, but Iā€™ll try my best.

Where was I?

Distractions.

The distractions are melting away, like an ice cube left on a room-temperature countertop. We try not to get distracted, but when we do, thereā€™s an added layer of judgement on top to contend with. ā€œI was doing so well and now I failedā€ It weighs heavy on top of everything else you have to deal with, then sometimes itā€™s easier just to ā€˜cave inā€™ for an easier life. Our minds enjoy being busy, they love to be occupied, a lot of this is going on without your say so, you want to do better but your mind is a tape recording of previous desires going round and round and round and round and round.

What you resist, persists, as Dr Jung said once.

You can resist these urges all you want, but if itā€™s stuck in your mind, then sometimes it wonā€™t go away until you do the thing that you are craving (Iā€™m not suggesting doing something silly). Let me tell you that this is ok, donā€™t force anything. The deeper you is in control of where your attention lies, so put the flashlight of your focus on other things. Lose yourself in what you love doing. When Iā€™m painting or drawing, there is no craving for food, thereā€™s no craving to use my phone, there are no cravings full stop, and thereā€™s no me there at all. I am just not there, with my paints and canvas.

Finding the activity where you forget about time is worth the search. Believe me. Noticing my distractions more and more makes me realise how the quality of life is day and night between distractive activities and letā€™s call them, peaceful activities (There are other commonly used terms I dislike).

Iā€™m sorting out my Dropbox at the moment, itā€™s a real reminder of all of the distractions Iā€™ve had over the past 15-20 years of my digital life. Projects Iā€™ve started, photos that have been taken, and shared, things that have been designed and unused and numerous course files, audio programs, unused PDFs. Thereā€™s a reminder of a list of old website clients that Iā€™ve long forgotten about in folders, each one had to fight for my attention as I was deeply distracted and anxious at the time. Itā€™s also a reminder of how we hold onto things because we think they may be useful in the future. The digital aspect adds so many unseen layers to this, at least with a physical hoarder, you can see what they have. With a digital hoarder, you could have Gigabytes of Junk unused but itā€™s still occupying your mind at some level. Itā€™ll be weird when people my age or younger become old, will they leave their Dropboxes to their loved ones left behind?

That said, the projects I work on have led me to where I am now, searching for something to get my teeth into, something purposeful. It turns out that it was the very thing that I did as a child with no agenda, that led me on this path. So there are no regrets:

“You can’t connect the dots looking forward,” Jobs said. “You can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.”

I donā€™t want to go too much into food as a distraction, but that has been there for me well before smartphones were invented. Distraction. Addiction. Distraction. Addiction.

I typed those two words into GPT and this came up:

ā€œThere is a connection between distraction and addiction, especially in the context of technology. The constant availability of digital devices and the internet can contribute to both distraction and addictive behaviours. For instance, the frequent use of social media, online games, or streaming services can lead to a cycle of distraction, where individuals find it challenging to stay focused on important tasks.ā€

I am addicted to distractions.

That reminded me of what this guy once said about people with social anxiety, it could be seen as ā€œan addiction to avoidanceā€ It really struck me, as you donā€™t see those types of behaviours as an addiction. But speaking from my own experience, avoiding socialising, you get the same sense of relief you get from any other addiction. You feel good from avoiding stressful social situations (Which for me, was a majority of social situations). The same as when I was on the bus this morning, I wanted to look at my phone as I felt uncomfortable doing nothing.Ā Addiction is a loaded word, associated with drugs and alcohol, so people donā€™t want to admit they’re addicted to avoiding others or eating too much, do they?

I asked GPT to summarise it in a sentence, it said:

ā€œDistraction diverts focus; addiction involves harmful dependenceā€.

You could say that I have been harmfully dependent at one time or the other withā€¦

  • Eating too much

  • Using my phone too much

  • Pleasing others too much

  • Avoiding social situations too much

All forms of distractions are a way of not feeling something you donā€™t want to feel.

If you put it like that, itā€™s pretty logical, isnā€™t it?

Your mind is keeping you safe.

Do Y so I donā€™t feel X.

The mind doesnā€™t realise that Y is bad for you as you feel good temporarily while doing it, and it avoids you feeling X.

Clever mind. Be kind to it, itā€™s helping you in its own way. Tell it that youā€™ll be okay without the distraction and itā€™s time for you to focus, reassure it. Hug your mind.

I notice a post-lunch slump right now. I feel tired and frustrated, so here comes Mindy McMind and says ā€œHey, go on Facebook, youā€™ll feel better with a bit of connection!ā€ I say ā€œNO!, I will be fine, I need to learn to just feel how Iā€™m feeling and let it passā€.

So again, Iā€™m noticing the little things I do habitually. Iā€™m finding it hard to put into words, letā€™s see if I can find a metaphor for thisā€¦

Thinkingā€¦

Itā€™s a bit like a kid in a sweet shop. Their senses are bombarded with colours, smells, the promise of sweetness, and lots of it. The kid will get excited about all the sweets they can choose from but theyā€™re not nourishing, theyā€™re not doing them any good, theyā€™re distractions. Deep underneath the construct is a fight for the childā€™s attention, billions of pounds of branding put into ads and colour psychology experts, I heard that you feel familiar with brands in the same way you feel familiar with a person. Crazy isnā€™t it? We are the child, we have the brand indoctrination plus years of internet indoctrination, TV, DVD and VHS indoctrination if youā€™re older. Iā€™m not going all David Icke, donā€™t worry. Itā€™s just a fact of big business that a lot of money is paid for your attention, get your attention back!

So it boils back down to where YOU choose to put your attention, we can blame the distractions, and rightly so, but only we can take responsibility for WHERE we put our attention. This is not easy at first as you feel overwhelmed, loads is going on at once, youā€™re scrolling, watching TV, youā€™ve got 5 screaming kids, and the senses are overloaded. But it does get easier.

Get your attention back!

Itā€™s yours.

I want to leave you with this short exchange with :

Me:
Hi Marc, as an artist, I have found it hard to say no to many opportunities that arise but on reflection, I feel like I need more discernment. Especially after having a baby daughter this year, time is really precious. Iā€™m also working full-time at a tech company.

Youā€™ve inspired me to think about what I want and to say no to anything else. Iā€™m a people pleaser so ā€˜yesā€™ has been a default setting, to my detriment.

Marc:
Part of the problem if bring a yes sayer is that our lives get so cut up by small things, we donā€™t even realize what we are missing.

If you havenā€™t already, I strongly recommend you read Deep Work by Cal Newport.

And pay attention to that daughter. You will never get that time back.

Emphasising these potent words for you:

Being a yes-sayer is the biggest distraction of them all.

Love to you,

SLART

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