Well, I think the unfine folks at Pfizer ain't fools.
They made sure to get everyone's hands dirty, top to bottom, side to side, and the truth takes down everyone. We can hope, of course, but a hopeful manifesto ain't enough; it's got to be the banner on an extremely large vacuuming woodchipper with enough fuel to keep it running as long as required.
Perceptive comment. By dragging the entire medical industry into this, including your trusted family physician who urged you to get the shot, they spread the blame far and wide. We goofed and never could have known they'll say, are you going to impugn the entire medical industry?
Yes, yes we are. Aside from things where my life literally hangs in the balance and I don't have a choice (like advanced trauma), I will never trust them again. Not that I did this time.
I've been surprised all my life by people who don't do their own research, and I've known for many decades that "mainstream" medical advice is only as durable as the next "mainstream" to pour down from the heights.
And really, I ain't all that brilliantly wise but I keep finding, over and over, that something I was a little doubtful of at any particular time in my life ended up being proved not such a great idea later.
I've had vaccines I felt were worthwhile, and I've refused vaccines I didn't think were worthwhile and I was the same about that with my kid, and I continue to be bemused by some other big Substack names who are making their crusades now after having taken this vax the minute it was rolled out.
Maybe I'm just stuck in the primitive stage of evolution where my instincts ain't been switched off yet.
Hardly stuck in a primitive stage of evolution at all. Use "intuition" instead of "instinct", though they're pretty much interchangeable, and see how far advanced you really are.
Trying to trick me, you wicked boy? I can see "mathematical" in that link. Doesn't everyone here know by now how afraid I am of--of--[can't even say that word again...)
Ha, just kidding (but not about the math).
Anyway--I do think intuition and instinct are separate but related faculties.
So--anyone here ever had "true dreams?" Can I tell you stories about *them!*
Although I quite like being called a wicked boy, in all honesty I wasn't trying to be provocative, I was merely drawing to your attention the now well-established link between intuition and higher order brain activity. Of course, you are right, there is a distinction between intuition and instinct, though one which isn't observed as often as it should be, even by yourself. My rough and ready guide is to prefer intuition when referring to an apprehension of the mind, while reserving instinct for use when the subject veers more towards describing the propensity of little dogs to hump your leg in the absence of a more appropriate target.
I've heard of the term "true dreams", but I don't know its exact meaning, and I'd rather not google it just in case I get a big tech totalitatarian response listing all the times Klaus Schwab and Bill Gates dream about each other, as well as all the stuff they dream about doing to us.
However, taking the words "true dreams" at face value I can tell you a story about dreams coming true, though I should say at the outset there is no reason to believe in any supernatural force at play.
When I was young, still at school actually, I developed an interest in horse racing; you know, studying the form, doing the math, analysing the statistics etc. This was in the days of yore before computers, the internet, cell phones and streaming ate our lives, so you had more time to think and engage in a different sort of life, a subject that, as you know, the bad cat has posted about more than once.
Over time, as I applied myself to my new subject, I started to notice something very interesting happening. I noticed an emerging ability to single out horses that would go on to win at very good, even long odds, and sometimes I would even dream about them winning. That's right, I could see myself at the track; watch the horses gallop past; and hear the call of the race just like I was there. What is pertinent to note is that none of these dreams ever came out of the blue. They all featured horses that I had zeroed in on in the hours before going to sleep, so I simply made the connection between something that I had invested time on, and which later appeared in a dream.
It wasn't until years later that I read about the rich, neural connections that formed in the brain, which then seemingly allowed thought to recognise patterns and travel at great speed along those connections until they arrived, as if by magic, at an answer or solution, which we have always described as "by way of intuition".
The sad part of this story is that as I got older, assumed more responsibilty, and developed an ever wider range of interests, the time left to keep an eye on the ponies dwindled and, correspondingly, my ability to identify winners, which no longer appeared in dreams, also dwindled.
This proves the axiom that no one ever expects DH Lawrence in their morning's email.
But I at least do earnestly hope for everyone to be provocative to their best abilities so you've been quite promising.
Anyway--supernatural, no; everything operates according to natural laws and it's just we haven't discovered very many of them yet and barely understand the ones we have.
I tend to feel intuition is like having a radio turned to a particular frequency and being able to hear the signal. I tune in to mostly chatter as we all do but sometimes there's something more. I'm up to five or six of demonstrable precognition.
Well, I think the unfine folks at Pfizer ain't fools.
They made sure to get everyone's hands dirty, top to bottom, side to side, and the truth takes down everyone. We can hope, of course, but a hopeful manifesto ain't enough; it's got to be the banner on an extremely large vacuuming woodchipper with enough fuel to keep it running as long as required.
Perceptive comment. By dragging the entire medical industry into this, including your trusted family physician who urged you to get the shot, they spread the blame far and wide. We goofed and never could have known they'll say, are you going to impugn the entire medical industry?
Yes, yes we are. Aside from things where my life literally hangs in the balance and I don't have a choice (like advanced trauma), I will never trust them again. Not that I did this time.
I've been surprised all my life by people who don't do their own research, and I've known for many decades that "mainstream" medical advice is only as durable as the next "mainstream" to pour down from the heights.
And really, I ain't all that brilliantly wise but I keep finding, over and over, that something I was a little doubtful of at any particular time in my life ended up being proved not such a great idea later.
I've had vaccines I felt were worthwhile, and I've refused vaccines I didn't think were worthwhile and I was the same about that with my kid, and I continue to be bemused by some other big Substack names who are making their crusades now after having taken this vax the minute it was rolled out.
Maybe I'm just stuck in the primitive stage of evolution where my instincts ain't been switched off yet.
I've clicked the like button on your comment a hundred times and it won't register so let me tell you the old fashion way, I like your comment.
Thank you.
"Likes" are sometimes glitchy. I found that if you click on the heart and then go away and come back again, you'll find it's worked.
Same
Hardly stuck in a primitive stage of evolution at all. Use "intuition" instead of "instinct", though they're pretty much interchangeable, and see how far advanced you really are.
https://theconversation.com/mathematical-discoveries-take-intuition-and-creativity-and-now-a-little-help-from-ai-172900
Trying to trick me, you wicked boy? I can see "mathematical" in that link. Doesn't everyone here know by now how afraid I am of--of--[can't even say that word again...)
Ha, just kidding (but not about the math).
Anyway--I do think intuition and instinct are separate but related faculties.
So--anyone here ever had "true dreams?" Can I tell you stories about *them!*
Although I quite like being called a wicked boy, in all honesty I wasn't trying to be provocative, I was merely drawing to your attention the now well-established link between intuition and higher order brain activity. Of course, you are right, there is a distinction between intuition and instinct, though one which isn't observed as often as it should be, even by yourself. My rough and ready guide is to prefer intuition when referring to an apprehension of the mind, while reserving instinct for use when the subject veers more towards describing the propensity of little dogs to hump your leg in the absence of a more appropriate target.
I've heard of the term "true dreams", but I don't know its exact meaning, and I'd rather not google it just in case I get a big tech totalitatarian response listing all the times Klaus Schwab and Bill Gates dream about each other, as well as all the stuff they dream about doing to us.
However, taking the words "true dreams" at face value I can tell you a story about dreams coming true, though I should say at the outset there is no reason to believe in any supernatural force at play.
When I was young, still at school actually, I developed an interest in horse racing; you know, studying the form, doing the math, analysing the statistics etc. This was in the days of yore before computers, the internet, cell phones and streaming ate our lives, so you had more time to think and engage in a different sort of life, a subject that, as you know, the bad cat has posted about more than once.
Over time, as I applied myself to my new subject, I started to notice something very interesting happening. I noticed an emerging ability to single out horses that would go on to win at very good, even long odds, and sometimes I would even dream about them winning. That's right, I could see myself at the track; watch the horses gallop past; and hear the call of the race just like I was there. What is pertinent to note is that none of these dreams ever came out of the blue. They all featured horses that I had zeroed in on in the hours before going to sleep, so I simply made the connection between something that I had invested time on, and which later appeared in a dream.
It wasn't until years later that I read about the rich, neural connections that formed in the brain, which then seemingly allowed thought to recognise patterns and travel at great speed along those connections until they arrived, as if by magic, at an answer or solution, which we have always described as "by way of intuition".
The sad part of this story is that as I got older, assumed more responsibilty, and developed an ever wider range of interests, the time left to keep an eye on the ponies dwindled and, correspondingly, my ability to identify winners, which no longer appeared in dreams, also dwindled.
This proves the axiom that no one ever expects DH Lawrence in their morning's email.
But I at least do earnestly hope for everyone to be provocative to their best abilities so you've been quite promising.
Anyway--supernatural, no; everything operates according to natural laws and it's just we haven't discovered very many of them yet and barely understand the ones we have.
I tend to feel intuition is like having a radio turned to a particular frequency and being able to hear the signal. I tune in to mostly chatter as we all do but sometimes there's something more. I'm up to five or six of demonstrable precognition.
"Yes, yes we are." Yup. We are indeed.