I'll leave all the phony intellectuallism to you.
You summed up the difference between us with this:
You summed up the difference between us with this:
... i don't need science or logic ...
... i don't need science or logic ...
So what about if youre doing something potentially dangerous, and once in a blue moon, you get a real bad feeling?
logical thinking would suggest that intuition is nonsense, so do you totally dismiss that thought and press on regardless?
Ahem !
Gentlemen, please.
Tony's guidelines for the fourn say no swearing and that includes the asterisked out one.
We even have a special infraction label for offenders..............it's too late, I don't want to Mod you; pretty please, Edit your posts a little and mind the guidelines.
It's been an interesting ramble of a thread this one.![]()
cheers,
Toddy
Intuition isn't mystical, it's experience and logic telling you that maybe you shouldn't poke that hornet's nest with a stick.
Ah, but we're talking about two different things here. There are the things that go bump in the night, and there's unexplained foresight.
I'm Scottish, we call it the Gift, and it's surprisingly common among us. No one thinks anything strange of it, just sometimes someone knows without being told what the future will hold. It can't be 'used', or encouraged, or demanded of, or relied to appear; it just is.
For some it appears more often than others, those we'll say, "Have the Gift." and we all have stories of it happening to friends and family.
Someone who braggs of having it is generally scorned. It's a subtle thing.
cheers,
Toddy
oops, cross post with Treeclipper
... einsteins theory on what causes ghosts ...
i was talking about the kind of feeling that might occasionally enter your head, when logic and experience are telling you that everything is as normal.
i quite likely owe my life to just such an implausable thought
She came to the bushmoot last year, but it was raining so much she wasnt really enjoying herself, which is a shame. I hope I didnt put her off!
i was talking about the kind of feeling that might occasionally enter your head, when logic and experience are telling you that everything is as normal.
i quite likely owe my life to just such an implausable thought