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We think way too much. Instead of taking life as it confronts us every day, we rely on what we plan, calculate, expect, work through, et cetera. This is what Giacobbe calls the neurosis of "brain jerking". The psychology professor tackles this time sickness with pointed wit and inexhaustible specialist knowledge. We learn how we can use positive brain teasers, for example obsession with creative projects, to our benefit and, above all, what methods we use to outsmart our innate reactions so that we can finally enjoy life in all its fullness.

Funny, provocative, witty - cheeky help in life of the most charming kind ...

We think way too much. Instead of taking life as it confronts us every day, we rely on what we plan, calculate, expect, work through, et cetera. This is what Giacobbe calls the neurosis of "brain jerking". The psychology professor tackles this time sickness with pointed wit and inexhaustible specialist knowledge. We learn how we can use positive brain teasers, for example obsession with creative projects, to our benefit and, above all, what methods we use to outsmart our innate reactions so that we can finally enjoy life in all its fullness.



"Cleverly and without brain-jerking, the doctor shows methods of how we can remove darkenings in the head forever by means of thinking tricks. Helpful."

Author text
Giulio Cesare Giacobbe studied philosophy and psychology. After training as a psychotherapist, he now teaches the psychological basics of therapeutic techniques in Asia at the University of Genoa.

Summary
Funny, provocative, witty, cheeky help in life of the most charming kind ...

We think way too much. Instead of taking life as it confronts us every day, we rely on what we plan, calculate, expect, work through, et cetera. This is what Giacobbe calls the neurosis of brain jerking. The psychology professor tackles this time sickness with pointed wit and inexhaustible specialist knowledge. We learn how we can use positive brain teasers, for example obsession with creative projects, to our benefit and, above all, what methods we use to outsmart our innate reactions so that we can finally enjoy life in all its fullness.



Reading sample
Preface
from the author himself

Chapter 1 Who's a brain wanker?
- About this book
- When you see someone

Chapter 2 What is brain jerking?
- Possible definitions
- The positive brain jerk
- The negative brain junk

Chapter 3 The nature and essence of brainwashing
- The voltage
- The thinking

Chapter 4 Why We Brainwank
- The brain
- The two worlds

Chapter 5 Why It Is Better To Quit The Mind-jerking


Chapter 6 How To Stop The Mindjob
- A little foreword in between
- The Depression
- Spiritual presence
- The world
- meditation
- The body
- The ghost

Chapter 7 The Conscious Consciousness: Theoretical Part

Appendix What should a poor neurotic, as obsessive as possible, do to get his brain wax problem under control?
- The mantra
- The mantra has no meaning
- The mantra with meaning
- encounters

FOREWORD
FROM THE AUTHOR MOST PERSONAL *

* [You have probably already noticed that the foreword in "normal" books is written by a critic or by important personalities who supposedly "understand something". Unfortunately, no tail was willing to screw up its reputation on my account by writing a foreword to this book with the indecent title. So for better or worse I had to lend a hand myself.]

I wrote this book at the urging of my students, who firmly believe that anything you say can be written. In their opinion, this is a question of loyalty to oneself, although young people naturally make everything a question of principle: they just haven't checked that this is a highly questionable point of view.
I'm just not quite sure what motivation is behind her urging: the desire that my statements become known to a larger audience, or the desire to put me in the pan once and for all. Probably more of the latter. After all, they too have a right to revenge.
As for me, I will return the favor by writing the way they speak. In the hope that they will finally realize how incredibly vulgar their language of expression is.
Since I always strive to make the best of every situation, I will do everything I can to emerge from this crash landing as a beaming winner. The trick: This little work has been given some absolute innovations by the author. So this little book will be the first and hopefully also the last in the world that appeals to its readership both in the male and in the female form and therefore uses the somewhat strenuous spelling of the »reader« type. This happens because I can empathize with both men and women *. I hope this cheap sleight of hand will get me at least a mention in literary history. What do you not do to become famous? The worst and the stupidest things! And if I achieve fame and fortune just because of this trick, then I will not quarrel with fate.

* [Of course, I want to ingratiate myself above all with women, gain their admiring recognition (an old man's dream) and thus become the first man in the world whom they don't call "macho" (a modern man's dream without any prospect of realization) . If some women are still upset that the basic form of the words is still male, then they should slide down my extended back, those annoying bitches!]

The title of the book comes from my students, by the way. My heroic attempts to find another title were unsuccessful. Unfortunately, there is no more elegant phrase for what can be so aptly expressed with "brain jerking". Once again, the spontaneity of the youth proved to be right. Many publishers I've sent my book to have told me that the title was simply vulgar and that they wouldn't publish the book unless I rushed to change it. But, committed to my word to my students and to the love of the vernacular, I have sworn: I will not change this title, not even if someone puts a bazooka in my mouth and threatens to fire it *. With an ancient cannon, however, I would reconsider the matter.

* [Of course you are now quite right to ask: "How big is that guy's flap?"]

Finally a courageous publisher was found.
Of course, given the title of this book, one might suspect a collection of pig hunts. Not even close. In fact, you are holding a practical handbook for self-dependent prevention and healing of neuroses that works with psychological techniques of Eastern provenance such as yoga and zen *. And after all, that's more than serious matter, isn't it?

* [More serious people than I see in Zen Buddhism a form of psychotherapy, comparable to psychoanalysis (undoubtedly the most serious and tragic form of psychotherapy!). See: Fromm E., Suzuki D. T., De Martino R., Zen Buddhism and Psychoanalysis, Frankfurt a. M. (17) 1995.]

I have rejected this "serious" title. Books that say on the cover that they are of the super serious kind, where you can learn to heal your beloved and carefully pampered neuroses in a do-it-yourself process, will definitely not buy anyone. So I hope that you are not one of those wise readers who read the foreword before buying a book. Because if that's the case, I'm fucked.
So please wait a moment before you put it aside again *.

* [This kneeling request of the author to the reader to read it could also make me immortal in literary history. Maybe I'll get into the Guinness Book of Primary Cases. The literary, of course, not the medical!]

Please think again! Perhaps you are making the biggest mistake of your (and my) life right now. This booklet offers you the chance to win a number of interesting prizes *.

* [As you can see, I copied the washing powder advertising marketing tricks without spending a dollar. Smart, isn't it? If you are one of those consumers who eat tons of cheese made from pigs' feet or mayonnaise made from machine oil, only to end up sending the many collection points to a post office somewhere in the Sahara, then this is the book for you You. You will have a lot of fun!]

If, on the other hand, you have already purchased the book and, after reading the foreword, gripped by naked horror, feel the powerful impulse to sink the same work into the miller's bucket after a few hearty words of power in the direction of the author *, then I will only say this much: That it really misses my ass, ey, you have already pulled the coal after all, old man

* [Which, after all, I have a lot more reason for than you! And besides, don't you have a wastebasket like any sane person?]

Rather, I am speculating on the natural malice of the human species: if you find out that reading this little book can cause downright depression, you will probably rush to the nearest bookstore for a few more copies. And to really get revenge on all your friends who have been doing you favors after favors for years, just so you really have to feel in their debt. The favors are a very bad thing anyway! And only the satisfaction when one neurotic calls the other weirdo. Because the more neurotic you are, the more sublime the pleasure you feel! Of course you don't tell people that to their faces. Just give them this book with the best of intentions, so to speak! And you've already sent a clear message: “Do something for your state of mind. Because you're pretty gaga. «Really cool!
Should anyone actually get any benefit from reading this narrow-chested work *, then please send a generous donation to the "Committee to Support Needy Authors of Handbooks to End Brainwashing", c / o G. Giacobbe. Thank you very much for the donor.

* [Unfortunately, it does not have the necessary scope to put it among the very best during an important meeting and thus to increase its own effect. However, if properly warmed up and placed on the stomach, it can have a positive effect on digestive disorders. Tucked under the armpits, it causes boils, abscesses, pimples and corns to open or fall off faster. (Corns under the armpits are rare, but very painful.)]

Chapter 1 - WHO'S A BRAINWICKER?

ABOUT THIS BOOK

As you can tell from the title of this book, the main thing here is to learn how to stop the jerking off and enjoy your life instead. Because in order to enjoy life you only have to do one thing: put an end to the brain junk. Actually quite clear, right? Since our worries are purely mental, we just have to turn them off.
But do you really want that? Do you really want to enjoy life to the fullest? That's not a stupid question: there are misguided contemporaries who literally wallow in disaster and get pissed off if you dare to try to prevent them. If you do not belong to this kind of person, namely to the masochists, then you can now read on with peace of mind: This book will prove to be very useful for you.
If, on the other hand, you are a masochist, don't put it down anyway: Reading a book that is completely worthless to you is quite passable self-torture. If you really get ready by not putting all the wise advice into practice, then the feeling of pleasure grows almost immeasurably. And all these delicious torments come to you without the help of other people, who always want something in return, sometimes even something utterly unspeakable.
I don't care whether you read on or not. After all, you've already bought the book. However, lending is out of the question! Let other people run into their misery too, if they absolutely refuse to buy it, there is always the option of you to buy one and give it to them and enjoy the thought that they are masochistic enough to get it read.
Like you.

WHEN YOU SEE SOMEONE

If you see someone piloting through the world with a sleepwalking look, a stiff neck and limp arms, you don't have to fear: You are not looking at NASA's newest robot, some secret prototype that has been tinkering in secret for decades becomes. Also no zombie or a poor "kidnapping victim" by extraterrestrial forces. Not even the brain-damaged extras of a horror film who have left the set without permission: No, here you see one of the countless characters who cannot escape the fatal attraction of their own thoughts.
If you go out with a guy who stares at you hypnotized while you're talking, but as soon as you ask him carefully what he really means about it, just stammering in embarrassment, then don't be under any illusions: the guy doesn't have a crush (which is of course true if you're a man, if you are of any gender at all) neither with you nor with your fascinating trains of thought. He probably doesn't have bilateral cerebral palsy or is autistic unless you're ridiculously rich and have one of those auto specialists, commonly referred to as a chauffeur, to drive your Ferrari. Or am I confusing something? No, he is simply one of the possessed.
If your friend calls you "bastard" and yells that everything is definitely over between you now, because she found a stamped ticket for the Paris metro in your pocket (if you dig your pockets you should be shot!) And because you didn't tell her that you were going to Paris, where she's never been to Paris and certainly not with you, then: don't believe that you are really a bastard or that it is actually over between you now is. (It is never over with such a thing, no matter what you do or say!) In fact, she is by no means the unfortunate victim of your male cynicism and your abysmal wickedness: She is simply one of those possessed too.
(A sentence of unsurpassable contentlessness! One he / she has to spend, do not believe that you are dealing with a lovesick being who has been badly affected by life: it is just a widespread specimen of the species Brain wanker.
Imagine someone burying themselves at home all day long and wracking their brains trying to figure out how to go about getting a job, how difficult life is, and whether or not to get married When she wasn't really made for marriage, and children first, good heavens, children, that really was a task, she actually liked children, but how can one still raise children today, and if only then? start using drugs or become criminals? And anyway, where to get a man and not steal, with the stupid guys walking around today? Because compromises are out of the question for her: all or nothing, that is her motto! After all, she wants to make something of her life. And besides, she can't live in insecurity all the time, because insecurity scares her, fear of the future, that's why she doesn't like to go out, because maybe then exactly what she is so afraid of would happen, because you know how life is Let it be, things always get worse, wherever the misfortune falls once, it strikes a second time. It was the same for her as a child, always haunted by bad luck. If something bad happened somewhere, she was guaranteed to get it, so she had already thought about not having the cards laid for her, but the card reader, who she had been to the day before yesterday, really didn't convince her that much.Just don't believe that this lady is a genetic mutation, a special variety of the human race, created through natural selection for the purpose of securing the life of fortune-tellers, futurologists and similar contemporaries, even if there is of course a grain of truth in it. Selection and genetics have nothing to do with it: the lady is nothing more than a talented brain wanker.

Chapter 2 - WHAT IS BRAIN WICKING?

POSSIBLE DEFINITIONS

First of all, let's be clear: brain jerking is something completely natural. If you belong to the group of brain wankers, you are neither a monster nor excessively stupid *. We're all brain wankers.

*[Yes I know. "Dumb" comes from "lady". So you can see how difficult it is to avoid even the appearance of sexism in books.]

Scientists assume that if you want to understand something properly, you need a proper definition first. They should show me that, for example on my cousin Caterina. The educated reader, if he ever gets lost between the pages of this book, will probably have no objection to a scientific definition of the term brain-jerking: