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Conversational Hypnosis at Your Front Door

Master Persuader

If you’re into conversational hypnosis, you’ll be familiar with most of what this young man, Kenny Brooks, is doing. But being familiar with a subject and being able to do it are two different things. Especially doing it at breakneck speed, the way we’re seeing it here.

In this short, 7-minute clip Brooks unleashes a torrent of pattern interrupts, reframes and compliance testing that is nearly unstoppable. This is a powerful confusion induction – plus it’s funny. You want to get really good at conversational hypnosis? Watch this clip. Then watch it again. And then again. It’s some of the best real-life training you’ll find.

 

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Taking Permanent Control of Your Moods

Your Mental State Is in Your Hands

I sure do hope you’re not typical … because the typical person has little control over how they’ll feel when they get up tomorrow.

Most days, they feel like a pinball. They crawl out of bed expecting that — again today — they’re going to be bounced from one obstacle to another, pushed this way and that, and rolled helplessly into an unending stream of unexpected experiences.

My Suicidal Passenger

Just Needed a Drink

The man in my back seat was dying, and I had no idea what to do. It started when he got into my taxi and asked me to take him to a place on the North side.

On the way, he asked if I’d stop at a liquor shop so he could buy a pint. Sure. No problem. He went in, but came right back out empty-handed. “Won’t sell to me – I been drinkin’,” he groused.

Is My Happiness Hiding Somewhere?

The Same Wrong Turn Every Time

Judy was crying … again. After breaking up with her latest boyfriend, she was weeping uncontrollably. Crying over a broken romance would usually be normal behavior, except this was her seventh goodbye in the past thirteen months.

The pattern was always the same. Judy would come round with her latest new romantic interest, showing him off, and telling her best friends privately that she’d finally found “him,” the one she’d been looking for all her life.