Some years ago I was a participant in a hypnosis stage show.
The hypnotist had about of us 15 hypnotized, sitting in chairs on the stage. After hypnotizing us he said that he was going to count to three and snap his fingers, and, we would start to laugh uncontrollably.
I thought to myself, “I’ll do that”. It sounded like fun.
So, he counted to three and snapped his fingers. We all obeyed. We laughed until he snapped his fingers a second time.
Of course, it’s easy to see how it could look like the hypnotist was “controlling our minds” to the audience.
Later, the singled me out for a suggestion. He commanded, in his best hypnotic voice, that when he snapped his fingers it would seem like I had itching powder down my back.
I was pleasantly hypnotized and feeling pretty good. So, I thought to myself, “I don’t think so”.
The hypnotist snapped his fingers looking at me expectantly.
I looked back at him with a little grin on my face. No itching. No scratching. I just stayed comfortably relaxed.
I chose whether or not to accept and act on any of his particular hypnotic suggestions. I choose the ones that made me feel good.
So, who was in control? I expect that you have figured that out by now.