Peter Murphy6
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joined Aug 2018
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In my head, I call intuition "omniscience."
That’s basically how I see intuition—kind of a loose definition, if you know what I mean? It’s more like... well, it's hard to pin down. A bit of a question mark around the whole idea of actually "defining" it.
Intuition is basically flawless—it’s the ultimate end result pulled from every possible option across all "dimensions." Honestly? It’s lightning fast. Like, insanely quick. That’s just how that mechanism works. You instantly *know* what’s going to go down... the only real headache is actually trying to put it into words.
It’s all about that gut feeling—knowing something is true because you actually feel certain about it. Knowledge isn't just facts; it's that sense of security.
Look, everyone should just look out for themselves. Period.
Intuition isn't just one thing—it hits you in layers.
That "gut feeling" of absolute certainty—it’s real. Like knowing it’s gonna pour tomorrow regardless of what the Weather Channel says—that's just the surface level stuff. Then there's that other kind of "feeling"—the one where you just know you're gonna trip or wreck yourself today—and you end up stuck inside all day because you're just... off. That's the deep stuff.
Intuition doesn't give a damn about whether something is "good" or "bad" for us—or even if it matters to the rest of the world or the universe at large. It just... exists. It doesn't care about being important or unimportant. Honestly? It's our own selfish desires that cloud everything up and mess with the signal.
The fewer fears a person carries—the easier they are to read.
It’s just like how an encyclopedia would ache... you know, like reading about all that suffering young Hamlet went through.
They’re getting the info regardless—whether they're crying, laughing, or whatever else. The facts don't care about our vibes. (Though, let's be real—mood totally changes how you process stuff, so it’d be smart to keep that in mind.)
It’s totally different from logic, sense, or actual reason—stuff that’s just constantly being hijacked by emotion, you know? Like, driven entirely by some raw desire or deep-seated need, all while being walled off by this fake sense of "safe" reasoning.
She doesn't even need to overthink it—you can just feel that sense of security the second you look at her. Honestly, that first instinct? That’s everything. It's all there.
It’s not some calculated move—it’s not like they sat down and mapped out a chain of logic or built it from a bunch of patterns. Nah, it's just a random thought. A total non sequitur.
So, here's the thing—the second half of what intuition actually feels like? It’s freedom. Period.
Security vs. freedom—it's the classic tug-of-war.
Tried to type out "pulled" but the damn keyboard keeps fighting me—won't let me hit that "l" or even the space bar properly. My gut's telling me: just leave it alone and don't touch it. 🤔
Intuition is actually free—it’s not like people think. When you try to pin it down or wrap it in some "human" logic, you just end up losing that sense of freedom. Most people view liberty through this narrow, restrictive lens that basically ties you down... which isn't even true freedom in the real world. 😵 )
Intuition—that gut feeling—usually gets backed up by some serious stubbornness between what's happening outside and how you're feeling inside. Basically? The more you try to ignore that inner voice, the harder it’s gonna hit you. It'll manifest one way or another—no use fighting it.
You can't control, change, or upgrade thoughts like that—you just gotta ignore them.
Just another way to figure out what’s actually my top-tier, cold hard logic—you know, the stuff that's colored by emotion—versus that other thing... the stuff we haven't quite wrapped our heads around yet. Even when we think we get it, we really don't.
Why do we say "we don't know"? Because people get stuck in their own little bubbles. Feelings aren't facts—not logic, not reason (which, let's be honest, most people just flat-out ignore anyway). Facts? That’s actual knowledge.
Right? Or what?
What if feelings were just... I don't know. A risk. Just a super childish way of looking at things—right?
Intuition isn't even "mine." Just another thing on the list.
Look, logic and reason—that whole "my territory" thing based on how much we’ve developed or how we actually function—that's one thing. But intuition? That isn't mine to claim. Intuition doesn't give a damn about human logic, either. It's just that... you know, that "magical" element.
How am I somehow free on a Monday morning—right during the peak rush—when my calendar is supposed to be slammed? Honestly, I don't know. But apparently, my "inner voice" decided that was the vibe the second I opened my eyes today.
Knowledge isn't just about stacking up facts and then trying to practice them later—it's more than that.
Intuition isn't just some gut feeling—it’s the whole damn picture. Think about it: in religion, you've got God; in philosophy, it's the Absolute. It’s way bigger than us—way beyond any individual person. We're talking about the core mechanism of a reality that operates on a scale much, much larger than the human world.
Back in the old days—in that previous world—intuition felt like this thing tied directly to the "soul." Now? It’s more like the soul has just become one part of how our intuition works.
Intuition is all about that gut connection—it’s how you learn to actually listen and pick up on things. It's different from thoughts or emotions, which you gotta learn to manage and keep under control—plus there's the whole physical body thing, too, dealing with those subconscious levels.
You can't exactly put a leash on intuition—it’s not something you control.
That’s why she's such a tough pill to swallow—it's because most of us are wired to find security through control, and we try to get that control by thinking we know everything.
Intuition actually demands one of the toughest skills out there. Which is basically a human incapacity. (total glitch in the matrix)
The ability to just let go.
So, if we wanted to actually tap into all those perks of intuition and fully grasp what humans can know... maybe we’d need a utopia. Somewhere safe and free enough for a person to just surrender to that knowledge.
People talk about intuition like it’s this "inner voice," but honestly, it’s hard for us to wrap our heads around how something external can sound internal. Because if it’s inside—well, I have to assume it’s "me."
Nope.
It’s all about connection. Surrender. Security. Freedom.
Peace isn't even strictly necessary. Nor is wisdom. (though, fair point, you gotta learn how to maintain some "internal peace" in life—the world keeps spinning regardless, so no sense wasting energy on fear)
Dealing with people, relationships, and stuff like that—it’s way harder to listen to your gut there, just like with the big life decisions.
For instance.
There’s someone pretty dear to me. But whenever I check in with my intuition (just a quick thought about them, looking for that first gut reaction), the answer is always the same: "run!"
There’s zero emotion involved. It’s just an instruction.
Doesn't mean they're a bad person, necessarily. Just that the end result is negative. Or, better yet, totally unproductive.
Also, synchronicity.
Just like how celestial bodies spin in this persistent, identical dance around each other, everything else moves in kind—down to the smallest (or biggest?) organism. We see synchronicity more often now (or maybe we’re just noticing it more)—those moments where the dance aligns into multiple fragments, like water dancers.
Truly beautiful machinery.
Has anyone else (and I'm sure they have) noticed how when all those delicate, scissor-like hands are moving in the same direction, time seems to stretch? Like the moment lasts longer than any other chaotic movement? Even the water the girls are splashing slows down with their rhythm. And the flower they're forming stays perfectly still. You have to get close to realize how many other tiny, unbound forms are tucked inside that one single flower (all working together to make it).
When every car lines up perfectly at a red light in downtown Chicago, does anyone else feel like time just... slows down?
That’s because the brain doesn't need speed-flow-movement in a state of order—only in chaos.
Perfection is found in what is limited and finite. It's totally hypnotic.
Whew! Okay, enough. I gotta stop trying to chase perfection. Just a little bit more.
Intuition is tied to synchronicity—meaning, the act of connecting itself (connection creates order)—and it's tied to time, too. Where intuition "lives"—there is no time. No flow of time.
(mind you, be careful when connecting things; trying to force a link with human logic just leads to chaos and decay. Intuitive thought isn't tethered to human thought)
It’s linked (or rather, read) through feelings (that sense of knowing-certainty) and possibilities (surrender, noticing the details). (And remember: feelings aren't emotions!)
Intuitive thought is perfect synchronicity—the perfectly aligned info of a final result (because there is a place where all final results exist). A circle.
The only real snag is doubt. Doubt is a disturbance in the order. An ellipse.
But it's necessary... because order is boring. The universe is boring.
Humans aren't evolved enough to live a life without excitement. Besides, life is movement, a flow.
(and look at that sentence without any emotion, value, desire, need, or morality... just as it is written).
Doubt keeps us moving. As long as doubt exists, there is infinity—that's the virus, the imperfection. It pulls us away from our perfect, limited being. (Being limited isn't "exciting," even though that's what makes you perfect)
It’s not "exciting" in today's society, which translates to—it's not "worth it." (And "value"? That's part of the virus)
We're constantly sold this idea of perfect, non-stop, imperfect movement—ambition, hunger, need—a perfect illusion of imperfection that drives us toward the final outcome: total cosmic awareness.
And even that constant movement is finite—in its very persistence, it becomes perfect.
Maybe. 🤣
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Guys, I feel like I'm onto something with this novel—like there's a real spark here—but it’s just falling apart somewhere. I'll definitely be coming back to this exact draft one day.