Have you ever had premonition, a sixth sense, a third man, or inner voice that saved you?
I’m curious to know if you have had something happen to you that you can’t explain, and was later proven to be the right decision, or an extraordinary moment? Have you ever experienced something you can’t really logically explain?
We have a lot more than five senses…
Close your eyes and clap your hands, now how did you just do that?
Proprioception is a sense of where our body parts are in relation to each other, and how we can walk without staring at our feet the whole time.
What you’re looking for is a “gut feeling” which is often your subconscious, but your gut has a shitton of neural cells too. And can function like a “minibrain”.
science.org/…/your-gut-directly-connected-your-br…
Most likely it’s an actual “proto-brain” hold over from before organisms even had heads.
But anyways, most likely it’s coming from your subconscious, there are things it puts together and recognizes, and especially if danger is around then it’s just gonna flash a warning light and not walk your conscious mind thru the logic that tells you why there’s a warning light. Because it’s better to respond fast and later work out why the warning light was flashing.
So, an example would be before I learned about the correlations between prenatal testosterone, in group bonding, and facial width; it was a joke among a specific friend group that “don’t trust guys with skinny faces”.
Not that low prenatal testorone makes someone untrustworthy, just that in situations where you need to 100% count on people to have your back, the people most likely to not are the ones that are not biologically wired to blindly defend what they recognize as “us”, their in group.
But this is a thing on a wider social scale, guys with “rat face” are often cast as villains and betrayers in media, because on some level even tho we consciously don’t recognize why, we all just instantly distrust to some extent. Not from conscious logic, but individual lifetimes of experience and us just automatically picking up the pattern.
Prenatal androgen exposure, approximated via 2D:4D, was associated with prosocial behavior. In contrast to previous research in older children, higher exposure was related to stronger prosocial tendencies, which corresponds to earlier findings on fairness in adults. Our findings point towards a potential role of sex steroids in the early development of children’s social behavior, but they have to be interpreted with caution due to the small sample size of the current study. Nevertheless, they underscore the importance of integrating biological and psychological perspectives, while also highlighting the significance of studying the development of prosocial behavior within peer groups.
Huh?
Explaining something doesn’t mean it stops happening, and everything has an explanation unless you just want it to be “magic”…
I once accidentally scryed in a puddle: I “saw” a scene outside my friend’s house with police cars and bad vibes. I called them to see if they were OK but they absolutely refused to talk about it, then I started getting threatened online. I tried talking to my friend’s cousin about it too, but she said she promised not to tell anyone. It turned out this friend’s brother got in trouble for domestic abuse after attacking her (I only found out years later). He was likely the one threatening me online.
My best guess is that somehow I subconsciously figured it out and the reflection in the puddle kinda acted as a focal point for putting together details I didn’t even realize I’d picked up. I’d always been pretty good at intuiting some kinds of information, but this was a whole different level. I also haven’t really experienced anything quite like it since.
The book I’m referencing was written in, IIRC, the 90’s or early 00’s. None of the ones that turned up in my search were it.
However, in case the one you’ve seen referenced was the one I mentioned, the premise I remember from reading it as a kid is basically that you should pay more attention to your subconscious. The bulk of what I recall is examples of people not doing that and discussion of how you can.
I do remember one specific thing from it. It describes the actions of a kangaroo before engaging in violence. It then specifies that that description is false, but you’ll never forget it. It’s true; I don’t remember why that came up in the book, but I’ve never forgotten the described actions.
I was taking a little me time at a cabin. Pretty remote, a 45 minute drive down a dicey mountain road to the beginning of civilization (a convenience store and a church). I was there solo to unwind.
One night I made a nice little fire down a hill from the cabin, maybe 40 yards away. Around 10, I put the fire out and started back up to the cabin. The porch lights were on and throwing some nice ambient light, so I decided not to turn my headlamp on and harsh the vibe with blue light. I couldn’t easily see the ground where I was starting from, but the path was well-maintained gravel and I was familiar the terrain.
After ten feet, I froze. I’m a person who struggles to trust my instincts sometimes. But my lizard brain was picking up on something not consciously perceptible, and I have never before or since had every part of my screaming that something was wrong.
I turned on my headlamp and saw, about twenty feet up the path, a fucking rattlesnake. Then I immediately started second-guessing myself. Do we even have rattlesnakes in this part of the country? And it didn’t even rattle, isn’t that their whole thing? Also it’s night, aren’t they active in the daytime with the sun? I stared without moving an inch, barely even breathing, just silently gaslighting myself. After a few minutes it continued on its way and finished slithering across the path back into the woods.
I ran up the rest of the hill and into the house. Promptly grabbed my phone and typed “rattlesnake [regional area I was in]” in the search bar. So, it turns out there are rattlesnakes there, and yeah their pattern is exactly the same as the one I saw. Something primal in my body knew, and I’m really glad I listened to it.
I turned my headlamp on
No. I have had dreams that happened later in real life, precognitive (I used to set an alarm early, jot them down, and go back to sleep.) Not big, predictable events. I’d dream of someone I hadn’t seen in years, seeing them in a location, and then see them. Sometimes comically. Never in any way that was helpful.
Most notable example, I dreamed that I went to the local bank, they had a scale to weigh people. I got on the scale but it went backwards! I turned around and saw this girl Joann who I’d not seen since middle school. Wrote that down in my dream journal.
Couple weeks later - I am at the bank I dreamed about. I get on the scale, but it’s broken. Tells me I weigh 30lb. I turned around and who did I see? Joann, who I hadn’t seen since middle school.
I do not say this to convince anyone. It’s my own evidence, and I personally know the dreams were precognitive, only because I wrote them down and often wonder if everyone does this, are we all dreaming the future? It really pissed me off when it happened because it made me feel like the future had essentially already happened and we had no free will.
I guard my sleep more now and don’t do the dream journal, but do still have them somewhere. If I hadn’t written it down when I dreamed it I would have just thought I had deja vous.
I mean, nothing life-saving or earth-shattering, and I don’t put too much stock in it now because memory’s a funny thing in general, but I’ve had ‘premonitions’.
Biggest one was the period when I went to boot camp as a reservist. I had a dream several months prior about a guy saying ‘Welcome to [specific base], welcome to hell’ in a thick French accent outside of a barracks. I wasn’t thinking about joining at the time. After I decided to join, got sent to boot camp, and went to have a smoke on my first morning. Lo and behold, members of the Quebequois platoon were out there, and take a wild guess what I heard?
Idk, brain’s making predictions all the time and sometimes it gets an eerie hit. We don’t think about the ones that don’t come to fruition as much.
Best I got is trusting my gut feeling.
15 years ago we had a blizzard.
I’m driving a company car on a highway.
My boss called me telling me I can go home for the day.
I’m younger and dumb so I tell him I know how to drive so I’m going to finish my last stop first.
Going 60mph in the slow lane. Barely any cars.
Then I see a cluster of five cars going 80mph~ (15 over the limit like people normally do) while tailgating each other.
My Spidey sense freaks out. I lay off the accelerator and just slow all the way down to 40 and let them pass. Don’t wanna be near them at all.
Once they’re about 200(?) yards ahead of me all of them hit the brakes. Front car slides rotating 90° and gets ping ponged around in front of me Black ice
Hit my brake. Does nothing.
Start white knuckleing.
See the fast lane/brake down open.
I rotate my wheel just enough to start a turn and clear them just in time. All five hit each other or the walls.
Holy shit I’m glad I listened to my gut
Even if you think you know how to drive. Fucking idiots can still kill you.
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