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May 27, 2010

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Hypnodoc

This is to share with you, my experience as “Hypnodoc” at
liveperson.com, where some 30,000 ‘experts’ in their field are
reachable by phone, chat and email an incredible technical
accomplishment. This of course aims at generating revenue, for the
expert and a use percentage for the liveperson.com site. I can by means
of the software they provided be found in the great directory by a
client’s search. A search for ‘hypnosis’ for example will return 105
experts who have ‘hypnosis’ in their description. In this sense there
are about 99 other hypnodocs competing against each other. I suspect
therefore, the chance uniting of any one expert with a paying client is
very low. (Everything pro bono for me up to week 6!) The experts in
some fields as; computer science, psychotherapy, chemistry, education,
may have some better odds working for them. At first look it is the
‘Psychics’ of which there are an incredible variety, some of TV fame,
popular renown and as well many lessor known, card, dream, face
readers, palmists etc. An abundance of them are on-line each night
waiting for client contact. I feel some must make money, some don’t.
All most all seems to convey an eager and engaging image and what
advice that shows publicly seems quite sensible. There is besides the
great directory, an incoming stream of in mixed categories however–
questions for the experts, that runs 24/7, another incredible technical
achievement in itself. Here is where I spend most my efforts. I try to
reply to those posted questions that I think might have some use for my
hypnosis visualization script writing—which I assume they no nothing
about unless I tell what it might do for them to build, self-esteem.
Strengthen their WILL, so that they can do something about the problem
they post in a sensible way. This is a sort of an education maneuver,
where one provides education the client never asked for. I am not
totally conformable with doing this. However, how would they receive
this knowledge, unless I seize the opportunity to tell them? Maybe what
they don’t want to hear or prefer to shift to some other? MORE TO COME—


You can reach “Hypnodoc” (Dr. Butler, dc, retired. )Now Master Hypno-Script Writer, at his world wide web virtual office.

May 19, 2010

Dr Butler officiates as expert, ”Hypnodoc” at Liveperson.com

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(This my promotional propaganda lol.)

#HyonodocHi—Let’s get acquainted-

I’m retired Chiropractic doctor. Forrest Butler, in my new role as “Hypnodoc” at Liveperson.com I make available to you the hypono secrets that made my treatments go far beyond just symptom relief.

-I take my expert work seriously just I would in face to face therapy conducted in my office. What I do is not slip shod hocus-pocus, it is systematic and progressive. It is based on what I learned about helping people with their problems in my several years of private practice as chiropractic doctor and as a experienced writer of custom produced hypno-scripts. I want you see this self help for yourself. Should you chose to start, It deals with the those problems that rob life of its value-conflicts, anxiety, depression, anger and frustrations. I offer a visualization method that you in effect. do for yourself to overcome the negatives in your life. It seeks to reach the subconscious basis of such unwanted things and generate insight about them. I really want to contact you and learn of your problems and concerns, and write specifically custom made scripts that are your very own, ones, that can be re-written as your circumstances change. Feel free to email me through your LP ID. My scripts do not interfere with your medication or your other therapies. - - - - - - - - - I’ll check back in few days Hypnodoc (aka Dr. Butler dc/ret. Now, Professional Hypno-script writer.) At Liveperson.com You can post questions about almost anything and have a flurry of ‘experts’ rush to assure you they know the answer or if it is you might want to talk about, for a fee you can have a live chat with them! Great fun. Here I compete with profesional rom other disiplines with my hypno-scripts.

http://www.liveperson.com/visualization-hypnosis

This role is not exactly new for me as in the 1950’s I recorded custom made hypno-scripts with a ‘Recordio’ Brand Machine that created 45 RPM discs, that had a 50 play life after which you had to get a new recording. My clients in those days were mostly the attendee’s to the meetings of The Hypnotism Club of San Jose CA. I’m reliving a part of that past adventure.

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May 5, 2010

Dreameryv2 May 2010 Black Cats and the DT’S

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Dreameryv2

May 5, 2010

Black Cats and the DT”S

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Black Cats and the DT’S

There is strong tendency to alcoholism in my family. I think I escaped the family curse only because I married Bill. At a party, I get tipsy on two drinks and as soon as I feel the effects, I know I’d better slow down on the drinks as Bill will say something if I get any degree of silly. I appreciate this and resent it at the same time. My sisters husband, we call ‘the alcoholic’, really a very bright and nice guy, can’t seem to live without getting so plastered that he acts silly and drinks until he passes out. This happens four or more times every week and this has gone for years. A few months a ago this process finally caught up with him and he couldn’t go to work and he began to get something like the delirium tremens, where he shook, perspired, had hot and cold moments and finally began to see things that weren’t there. I knew something about this kind of thing from when, in my childhood, an uncle and two of my cousins (all musicians) had to be hospitalized for alcoholism. Anyway in this case my sister and I took turns sitting along the side of his bed and talked to him for the several days it took him to detox at the hospital. He told of seeing hats floating in space access the room, heavy rain, wind. snow and many cats. He was perplexed when we said we saw none of these present. I recently heard from my sister he was again in bad shape and in the hospital again. I feel bad that I can’t leave my work and return Midwest to help her in this crisis. All this has some connection to my dream. As one of his cat hallucinations was that a black cat came into the room, stood on its hind legs and took off its fur, just like taking off a fur coat, and stood there looking at him. Also during this in hospital stay he was incredibly sarcastic to everyone trying to help him. In my dream I believe I replace the alcoholic patient with my brother who is not alcoholic as the dream actor, dreams do twist things around, My dream is, my brother and his wife and I was somewhere where, we had two cats and they both had black fur. There were two old ladies who were trying to catch the cats and kill them because of an edict that cats weren’t supposed to have black fur on them. I (somehow had to save them or do the ordered act to kill them.) I shaved all the fur down to the skin off of one to save the cat from the edict but could not do this in time for the other cat so I hid it. However, the old ladies kept hanging around and I had anxiety over keeping the other cat hidden. Then there was a man and a woman that came to the house. They were some kind of inspectors to check on something suspicious, dangerous or illegal. I fear being involved either way, animal cruelty or evading the edit. The old ladies now very upset go and hide from the inspectors. We (Brother, his wife and I) were in a little cottage by the ocean and the ocean was a beautiful turquoise color and there was a pleasant mist blowing up to the house. I see this as the opportunity to take the cat and to get away. They all followed me. I was far ahead of them. I ask a boy that I meet just outside of the sight of the others for a razor to help me, but he had been swimming and had on only his swimsuit. He did some search and found a knife and he and I, cut a strip cut down the cat’s back. My brother came running up and I could also hear the old ladies also coming. I told the boy we’d never get it done in time and he said to peel it off since I had a start. So I skinned the cat and it had pink flesh, just like a baby. Then the boy that helped me then sat a little ways away and he said for me to “come here!” I wasn’t going to go, but he sounded urgent and I decided to. Then some man (not sure if it was my brother) said “Well I never thought I’d ever see a cat in June do that” (I, in the dream) Took this to insinuate that, he himself, would have never have obeyed any such edict or sought to evade it without giving a sarcastic reply. If you have comments or an analysis of this dream, contact me at: fateanalsusguy@gmail.com Put :”Black Cats and DT’S” in the subject!

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May 5, 2010

“In the Garden of the Gods.”

The Dream:I actually can see Pikes Peak from the back side of my work building and I often see planes of the Air Force Academy passing in front of this omnipresent landmark of Colorado Springs. Some miles from where I work is a strange exotic and grotesque convoluted natural formation, called ‘Garden of the Gods” It is a major local attraction that the image of it may linger in your mind long after you have left this geographic location. It is not surprising then if such things enter my dream world as both day residues and convenient symbols of ones desires, fears and frustrations.

Several of my recent dreams have put me on planes, at airports and places far from here, but usually actual places that my company work requires me to go to, and which, I usually enjoy going to. Always however in the dream, people from other locations are often present that could not have been a actual possibility.

Dream: I am alone in the actual geographic place called the Garden of Gods, it is winter and patches of snow cover the ground and snow and ice clings to the strange formations, giving them a pleasant unity and peaceful appearance. I become aware in the dream that this is a lucid or near lucid scene, yellowish and reddish earth colors overlaid with blue-greenish snow that sparked and flickered. The winter light is not strong and the flash automatically fires when I try to photograph it. By the time of my third shot, someone sounding very angry loudly breaks the silence by cussing me out for having ruined there time exposure set up to picture the scene. I am startled that others are here, and offer an apology. I go further up hill to get away from this person and some persons that were with him. When I feel I have gone far enough I resume taking the flash photos. However the light becomes dimmer and things appear close to monochrome. I strain to see where I am stepping and begin to see a multitude of strange faces in the formation, some male, and some female. I tell myself that this is mind-projected stuff like seeing things in clouds. I am fascinated and somewhat anxious as some of the leering faces look directly at me. I avoid their gaze and look to other spots in the formations. I finally locate a woman’s face, one strangely close in form to the secretary woman at corporation headquarters, that always attracts me and whom I have never had courage to approach. A group of trainer planes for the Air Force Academy, flying in a V formation suddenly zooms down and over me, very loud and with major vibration back effects and the whole formations begins to shake and crumble. I awake, its 6 A.M. and I can hear planes somewhere distant.

Send me your analysis or thoughts on this dream to fareanalysisguy@gmail.com, Put “Garden of the Gods” in the subject. Thanks All.

April 18, 2010

Dreameryv2 April 2010, Cowgirl Looks for old Pal in Dream

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Dreameryv2

April 2010

< h2.>Cowgirl back in dreams-looking for old pal.

I dreamed I was in California and I was on the San Francisco to Gilroy commute train and coming home from some kind of secretarial job, I had there. I was however dressed in a unusually nice cow-girl outfit, with cowgirl-hat and boots. (Much like in a previous dream.) I feel very comfortable in it, as if this was the person I always wanted be.

The train car was of an old outdated design and one probably scheduled for replacement, I could hear and feel the track clicks. The various stations were called out over the very foggy sounding intercom system. I wondered if anyone could understand what was being said.

By the time, the train reached Menlo Park, I discovered there were several young kids on the train that I knew, partly from my old music classes and from my more recent work. Which is not in San Francisco at all,. I am to get off at Santa Clara, where Bill is to meet me. Somehow, I am aware, maybe from the announcements, that the train’s final Stop is Gilroy. Gilroy I feel is a rural place not unlike my early mid-west hometown. I find the name pleasant to hear. In the dream am aware that Gilroy is becoming citified and losing its old western ranch and farm character.

Thoughts of this nature ended when I saw that one girl spilled a glass of buttermilk on a painting that was hanging on the cars south exit wall. Herbie from my music school classes was there and he was helping the girl clean it up. Another girl, Barb. took this situation as an opportunity to get attention so she put ashes in a container of tomato juice she had.

I heard from one the girls that that my old pal, Patty was at the Palo Alto Station and I got off there and tried to look foe her. I believed I was seeing her at a distance. Then I saw her car with the Colorado license plate and set off to follow her, but I was on foot. I was also with two other girls who got off with me and I kept saying- I don’t know why I wanted to see her, I can’t share an apartment with her because I’m married to Bill. One of the girls pointed out that, I was not warring my wedding ring.

I associate the painting to Charles Russell’s paintings of the old west. Buttermilk has a joint maternal and male sexual substance association relating to things Patty and I discussed privately in our school years. Ashes and the tomato juice can do not fit well in the dream but connects to a story of another girl who married an older man who kept the ashes of his former wife in the bed room closet. Herbie was a nice person, but one I was never sexually attracted to. What’s he doing in my dream?

If you have comments or an analysis of this dream, contact me at: fateanalysisguy@gmail.com Put :”Cowgirl looks for old pal” in the subject!

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“CRYBABYSTILL”- Invited Guest Blogger April 2010 ‘The Creatue Riker’ returns.

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  • CRYBABYSTILL

  • -(JoAnn) “CRYBABYSTILL”- Invited Guest Blogger

  • April 2010

  • ‘The Creatue Riker’ returns.

I am on a motorcycle one to large for me to push around easy. I have flat rear tire. I find I have to get off and push it and this is difficult for me to do, And it is dark and this is a dangerous place to be after dark. I fear I won’t be able to locating an open service station and even if I do, just getting air might not fix the problem as I can see the cut in the tire is deep. I finally reach a well-lighted station and try the air house to fill the tire, with no luck, it leaked back out and no mechanics to fix tires would be there until 8 AM. A police car with two officers shows up and one of the officers puts slime in the tube and the tire now holds briefly and then it collapses. I note tat this is not the regular police as the police car makings read. ‘Museum security’. They receive a call to respond to a gang fight and say they must leave. A group of marines dressed in their ordinary greenish uniform, not the dress blues of ceremonial occasion’s, stopped and offered to help. They loaded to motorcycle into the back of the truck and we got in.

. Somehow, they were to take me to some place where my dad had once been stationed long ago. Arriving at the place I could see in the dawn light, a wide field of flowers and some grassy places, The marines seemed to get into an argument over whether they should leave me here. As some kind creature called a ‘Riker’ had been reported as attracting people in the outskirts region of the city. One wanted to leave a police or military K-9 dog to protect me. Another objected saying it was against military rules. Two carrying rifles offered to stay and the rest could go on the hunt for the Riker Creature. At this news, I get anxious and start to
cry. I said I would have been better off staying at the gas station. A police car from the museum showed up an I get into the police car and the marines kept the motorcycle in their truck, saying I could pick it up a the marine base later, They drove off and the police car headed back toward the gas station, but it was daylight now and seemed a very different place. A captain of police came and said he was glad I was safe. And he would take me home.

I would like your comments and analysis of my dreams’ Just put “Riker Creature returns”– send it to: fateanalysisguy@gmail.com
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April 12, 2010

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Dr. Butler to have virtual office on line for [VSP] Visualization Hypnosis Self-Programming.

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The Hypvo-Doc at Liveperson.com

Sample of Chirobut’s (aka: San Francisco’s, Dr. Butler, DC (Retired) Image at Livepersons.com

‘Alternative Medicine/Hypnosis/Visualization/Hypnosis.’ Listing.

This mew software permits something like a virtual office on the Internet. At least in  respect to  the advice, talking, and communication part of it. Here I am able to write Hypno-Scripts, I do not diagnose or treat in any literal sense, My scripts aim at enabling a person to run his own self better and more efficiently. This is also re-framing you do yourself.

I was then, involved in the  ”Hypnotism Club of Sajn Jose Calif,” [Name registered under the California State Corporations Code] and a member of the National Hypnotist’s Guild, and some other groups, including a “Therapeutic Social Club” called the “The Analysis Goup” patterned after a UK model.

This is very much the same thing only useing the internet, as the tool, that I used to in the 1950’s, make such scripts custom made on 45 RPM records. I gave this up when I got too busy at the Chiropractic office.

My ‘Expert Profile’ at Liveperson.com.

It is of course, based on my experience, and some really great teachers I have had. It is what I concluded worked best for people outside of a direct focus on their physical problems. This is intended to fill a much neglected aspect of most self help programs available.

It is brief and to the point, without muck raking your past, confessing your sins or crimes.

Visualization Self-Programming [VSP] is basically  hypnosis that is carried out with focused visualization, a  non-trance mode. It is (I believe anyway) a really useful and direct way to help people to help themselves.



April 6, 2010

April 6, 2010 Software Writer’s dream of white faced man.

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April 6, 2010

Dream: White Faced Man, Persons and Dog from earler dreams.

Saturday,
I took my Wal-Mart bike out as the weather cleared up and it was warm enough that it really felt good. I went out toward the airfield and watched a few planes pass overhead including some probable air force pilot training runs. I returned by way of a small mall that had a Starbuck’s Coffee franchise. The coffee and roll really hit the spot. They have a youthful looking staff, not one of the employees looked over 18. (making me an old geezer) I examined with interest the female counter people, and concluded they were attractive by not exceptional, and so young that it would be silly for me to try to strike up a friendship with any. I had the thought it would be nice if I had my laptop with me as some of the customers were solitarily doing something on. Crap, I thought to myself, that would be a poor substitute for a good relationship, and besides two-thirds of my waking life and an unknown amount of my sleep world is filled with technology images, day residues that I can’t escape from.

That night, I dreamed I was at work and at lunch break. I went to the company cafeteria, which strangely looked like a Starbucks. The cashier that took my money appeared to be a close fit to my preferred female type, She resembled or maybe even was, the same woman, who is the company headquarters secretary, that was in a previous dream, and who in real life I could never bring my self to approach. She now, was the acting cashier, but was cold, not smiling and acted as if she was being imposed upon in doing what was she was required to do. I moved on, wondering if she was a mind reader, who was rejected my inner thoughts, in which I had wondered for a few brief moments, what a relationship with her would be like.

The place was full, so I took a seat at a table with some other employees, that I knew from sight, but not personally. As there were none here from my own department, I did not expect to enter into other than courtesy type exchanges. After a while a woman squeezed herself in between another person and me. I shifted as much as was possible but it was still uncomfortable.

Now all this up to this point, the dream is slanted, more or less, to day residues, but at this point the dream goes sort of wacky.

I somehow feel the body contact with the squeezed in dame was both desired-pleasant and forced-unpleasant and I associate her also with the company secretary I have been eyeing from a safe distance, for a year or more.

The lunch period ends and most the people leave, including this woman. I think, I feel relieved. I stay put, while the crowd leaves and only an other man and me remain. He sits two tables away. I see him in detail with lucid clarity. He is average build, a little overweight, with heavy coat on. However his head is unusually round and he wears a woven yarn cap, pulled down at an angle so that it covers the entire left side of his very whitish face. He looks at me with his uncovered right eye, and signals that he would like to speak to me. I approach and he offers me a dish with a bunch of green grapes on it. I take the grape bunch and try to split it in half with my fingers. It breaks apart uneven. I take the larger part and leave the smaller one on the plate. I notice the imbalance but I take the larger one, (unlike what I would characteristically do in a real situation). I jokingly mention that this sharing was a ‘horse and rabbit’ division.

Somehow, he looks German to me and I associate the strange cap to the headwear of old time German universities dueling fraternities and that maybe that his face was badly scared.

A blind man enters with a Seeing Eye trained dog, a German shepherd breed, a bright intelligent animal. I think it is the same dog that belonged to Steve Jobs, that I was accused of dognapping in some earlier dream.

The blind man sits next to the strange white faced man, who was apparently waiting for him. I feel this signals that I am an excused from further participation and I leave.

My Outreach:

I think this dream is more about my fear of death, body injury, ego injuries, my emotional scars, my blind spots, than about my starved love life.

Maybe some of you can see things here I miss. Let me know.

Just put “White faced man” in the subject and send it to

fateanalysisguy@gmail.com

April 1, 2010

POWERFUL HYPNOSIS DISC

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GO TO SEARH FOR EFFECT.

HI ALL!! FOR APRIL 2010

A NEW HYPNODISC HAS BEEN ADDED TO BLOGROLL REPLACING OLD SPIRAL ONE.

ENTER ‘HYP’ IN SEARCH AND TRY IT FOR YOURSELF. . –CHIROBUT

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March 30, 2010

SZONDI TEST STUDY GROUP APRIL 2010 NEW MATERIAL AVAILABLE

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Psychology professionals seem to have a love hate attitude, with the Szondi Test and the difficult to follow logic that the test’s inventor, Professor, Leopold Szondi, repeatedly said was built from thousands of test samples, taken at Hungarian schools, the army, prisons, mental hospitals. private clinics, by his devoted university students. His fellow Jewish Hungarians, Susan Deri, Michael Balant and David Rappaport carried word of the remarkable test to the English speaking world, as they fled the 1943 Nazi take over of Hungary.

In essence thee test works from, 48,  2″x3″, low tech facial photos, of persons with eight different psychiatric disorders, which a person likes or dislikes, depending on his personality and mood.  Interestingly Szondi derived from use of the test multiple revisions to psychoanalytic theory and practice.

Everyone is welcome to set in at the Szondi Test Study Group. Which is currently looking at his theory of four ego functions. He wrote many books and articles in the German language.

The Szondi Test Study Group [HERE]
WHAT ARE EGO STAGES?
FROM #00 YOU WILL FIND LINKS TO SIX MORE SZONDI DISCOVERED!! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -> [HERE#00]

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