Does Anyone Here Have Psychic Abilities?

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This reminded me of something Orson Welles once said in an interview. He was talking about when he set himself up as a fake medium, and found he started to guess things correctly. He then talked about a hotel clerk who said if you've been doing the job for a short while you can get to the point where you can tell when someone walks through the door if you are going to give them a room or not. Then, if you have been doing the job for a long time you only need to take a single glance at the person. But then if you have done the job for a very, very long time you don't need to look at the person at all.

Welles put all this down to the powerful internal, 'computer' processes that the mind is capable of.
It could also be because the clerk thinks they've become what you might call 'super intuitive' and will refuse the room on what is really no more than a whim.

So because the end result is no trouble from that guest, as they never become a guest whether or not they'd actually give any trouble, the intuition success rate is 100%. If the person complains because they're being turned away without good reason then they're troublesome so the clerk feels he's right.
 
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This reminded me of something Orson Welles once said in an interview. He was talking about when he set himself up as a fake medium, and found he started to guess things correctly. He then talked about a hotel clerk who said if you've been doing the job for a short while you can get to the point where you can tell when someone walks through the door if you are going to give them a room or not. Then, if you have been doing the job for a long time you only need to take a single glance at the person. But then if you have done the job for a very, very long time you don't need to look at the person at all.

Welles put all this down to the powerful internal, 'computer' processes that the mind is capable of.
I remember this quote well. I've never felt good about entering a hotel since! :sick2:
 

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It could also be because the clerk thinks they've become what you might call 'super intuitive' and will refuse the room on what is really no more than a whim.

So because the end result is no trouble from that guest, as they never become a guest whether or not they'd actually give any trouble, the intuition success rate is 100%. If the person complains because they're being turned away without good reason then they're troublesome so the clerk feels he's right.
Confirmation bias - yes.
Also, it's only a 50-50 thing.
 

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Here's Welles interview. It's certainly interesting, and a worthwhile observation he's making. But its worth pointing out that he's merely surmising what "must have" happened to explain away his own apparent display/s of uncanny knowledge.

 

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I worked at a front desk for local council for 25 years and there were some people that either gave off an uncomfortable essence, or else i developed an awareness for it in those years.

The first thing was their walk, believe it or not, that would alert me to a bad attitude, and the rest of their behaviour was just part of the whole. If there was a word to describe it, it would be their insouciance.

I don't know if it is a telepathy that alerts people to other people, I would say we learn to 'read' some people.
 

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I've experienced almost everything mentioned in this thread, including the abuse. I don't consider myself psychic. I feel like I'm being led. Not sure exactly how to explain it properly....it's like an internal voice that steps in especially when I am in danger. Sometimes it is actual words that I hear and sometimes it is a flash scene that just happens out of nowhere. Most of the time, as a matter of fact it happens so often I have given it a name. I call it my whoops feeling, because it is akin to the sensation you get when you are falling really fast.

The truth is I believe it is someone/something guiding me and I have learned over the years to appreciate it. I just wish it was more straight forward and controllable. At times, and I know hind sight is always 20/20, I get angry because the message or sensation was too cryptic for me to understand until it was too late. What's the point of that?
 

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I've experienced almost everything mentioned in this thread, including the abuse. I don't consider myself psychic. I feel like I'm being led. Not sure exactly how to explain it properly....it's like an internal voice that steps in especially when I am in danger. Sometimes it is actual words that I hear and sometimes it is a flash scene that just happens out of nowhere. Most of the time, as a matter of fact it happens so often I have given it a name. I call it my whoops feeling, because it is akin to the sensation you get when you are falling really fast.

The truth is I believe it is someone/something guiding me and I have learned over the years to appreciate it. I just wish it was more straight forward and controllable. At times, and I know hind sight is always 20/20, I get angry because the message or sensation was too cryptic for me to understand until it was too late. What's the point of that?
Michael - i have experienced something similar - in fact I'm sure that everyone does through their respective lives. I remember as a child being told about the tiny voice inside, and that there is a divinity associated with it.

I don't know about that.

I have experienced it, The Voice, on a number of occasions - and it's never let me down.

One occasion.

I used to ride motorbikes as a young'n - one in particular was a favourite - a kawasaki triple 500 that was lethal, but by the great lord Harry Nod, it couldn't be bested.

I was coming home from work one day on a dual lane main road, when I passed a road sign on my right. As I passed it, a shadow of a christian cross was displayed just for a second. I felt disquieted for some reason and focussed more on what was going on around me.

I was on the lane closest to the dividing island with a vehicle up front, which was towing a trailer, and there was a vehicle on my left keeping abreast with me.

The road was that smooth bitupave and it hadn't rained for a good couple of months, and my tyres weren't the best.

Just then it started to rain, with those big fat dollops of raindrops which wets the road immediately. I backed off on the speed and noticed that the vehicle in front seemed to be slowing down...actually it was turning right and was coming to a complete stop which i didn't realise, because the trailer, which was loaded, had no working tail lights or indicators.

I used my back brakes because greasy wet road and front brakes isn't a good idea. The back drum brakes locked up of course...didn't it, so i applied front brakes. Not a good idea.

I was sliding now and heading for the gap between the trailers nearside wheel arch, and the wheel well of the vehicle on my left, who was also slowing down.

My front wheel was in the gap - my thoughts were...I'm going to lose my leg here, when the voice said BRAKES OFF. So I did.

The bike was sliding forward in a straight line with both wheels locked, either way I was going to hit a stationary vehicle and lose a leg, or go over the front of the vehicle on my left, and more than likely under it.

Releasing both brakes and lifting my right leg up above the height of the wheel arch was what I did, which allowed the back wheel to grip the road and flick the rear of the bike to the left sufficiently to squeeze through the gap between the two cars.

It was one of those situations where you thank your lucky stars, or go and light a candle.

Either way Michael59, divine providence, or summat else, it was there in a situation that could've turn out rather nasty. And the Bike?

Yer Tiz. Kawasaki_H1 (2).JPG
 

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Michael - i have experienced something similar - in fact I'm sure that everyone does through their respective lives. I remember as a child being told about the tiny voice inside, and that there is a divinity associated with it.

I don't know about that.

I have experienced it, The Voice, on a number of occasions - and it's never let me down.

One occasion.

I used to ride motorbikes as a young'n - one in particular was a favourite - a kawasaki triple 500 that was lethal, but by the great lord Harry Nod, it couldn't be bested.

I was coming home from work one day on a dual lane main road, when I passed a road sign on my right. As I passed it, a shadow of a christian cross was displayed just for a second. I felt disquieted for some reason and focussed more on what was going on around me.

I was on the lane closest to the dividing island with a vehicle up front, which was towing a trailer, and there was a vehicle on my left keeping abreast with me.

The road was that smooth bitupave and it hadn't rained for a good couple of months, and my tyres weren't the best.

Just then it started to rain, with those big fat dollops of raindrops which wets the road immediately. I backed off on the speed and noticed that the vehicle in front seemed to be slowing down...actually it was turning right and was coming to a complete stop which i didn't realise, because the trailer, which was loaded, had no working tail lights or indicators.

I used my back brakes because greasy wet road and front brakes isn't a good idea. The back drum brakes locked up of course...didn't it, so i applied front brakes. Not a good idea.

I was sliding now and heading for the gap between the trailers nearside wheel arch, and the wheel well of the vehicle on my left, who was also slowing down.

My front wheel was in the gap - my thoughts were...I'm going to lose my leg here, when the voice said BRAKES OFF. So I did.

The bike was sliding forward in a straight line with both wheels locked, either way I was going to hit a stationary vehicle and lose a leg, or go over the front of the vehicle on my left, and more than likely under it.

Releasing both brakes and lifting my right leg up above the height of the wheel arch was what I did, which allowed the back wheel to grip the road and flick the rear of the bike to the left sufficiently to squeeze through the gap between the two cars.

It was one of those situations where you thank your lucky stars, or go and light a candle.

Either way Michael59, divine providence, or summat else, it was there in a situation that could've turn out rather nasty. And the Bike?

Yer Tiz. View attachment 19335
Wow, amazing story, Mungoman! Thanks for sharing it with me and all of us. :bthumbup:

I feel the same way you do about who or what it is. I am in no way a religious person. Although because of this inner voice and how many times it has saved my sorry ass, I do believe in a higher power.

Beautiful bike, glad you are both okay. lol
 

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Michael - i have experienced something similar - in fact I'm sure that everyone does through their respective lives. I remember as a child being told about the tiny voice inside, and that there is a divinity associated with it.

I don't know about that.

I have experienced it, The Voice, on a number of occasions - and it's never let me down.

One occasion.

I used to ride motorbikes as a young'n - one in particular was a favourite - a kawasaki triple 500 that was lethal, but by the great lord Harry Nod, it couldn't be bested.

I was coming home from work one day on a dual lane main road, when I passed a road sign on my right. As I passed it, a shadow of a christian cross was displayed just for a second. I felt disquieted for some reason and focussed more on what was going on around me.

I was on the lane closest to the dividing island with a vehicle up front, which was towing a trailer, and there was a vehicle on my left keeping abreast with me.

The road was that smooth bitupave and it hadn't rained for a good couple of months, and my tyres weren't the best.

Just then it started to rain, with those big fat dollops of raindrops which wets the road immediately. I backed off on the speed and noticed that the vehicle in front seemed to be slowing down...actually it was turning right and was coming to a complete stop which i didn't realise, because the trailer, which was loaded, had no working tail lights or indicators.

I used my back brakes because greasy wet road and front brakes isn't a good idea. The back drum brakes locked up of course...didn't it, so i applied front brakes. Not a good idea.

I was sliding now and heading for the gap between the trailers nearside wheel arch, and the wheel well of the vehicle on my left, who was also slowing down.

My front wheel was in the gap - my thoughts were...I'm going to lose my leg here, when the voice said BRAKES OFF. So I did.

The bike was sliding forward in a straight line with both wheels locked, either way I was going to hit a stationary vehicle and lose a leg, or go over the front of the vehicle on my left, and more than likely under it.

Releasing both brakes and lifting my right leg up above the height of the wheel arch was what I did, which allowed the back wheel to grip the road and flick the rear of the bike to the left sufficiently to squeeze through the gap between the two cars.

It was one of those situations where you thank your lucky stars, or go and light a candle.

Either way Michael59, divine providence, or summat else, it was there in a situation that could've turn out rather nasty. And the Bike?

Yer Tiz. View attachment 19335
What a coincidence, we saw this very model in that colour being trailered, probably to an event, virtually at the same time you were posting this. Ms Petes remarked it was a fantastic looking bike and I agree.
 

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A few years back I had just returned from Holiday in Spain. I was working night shift in the Hospital that I worked in at the time. Not long into the shift I started to feel sick. This got worse over the course of the night as did an intense pain in my stomach area.I assumed I had picked up food poisoning in Spain and had to sit the night out until I was fit enough to drive home.I wasn't really getting better so decided to head home about six am. At the time I lived outside the City so had a bit of a drive. I just wanted to get home to my own bed. I had to keep pulling over every couple of miles to be sick. Eventually I'd had enough. Exhausted with lack of sleep and being sick, I decided to pull of the motorway and find a lay by to rest in. I found a lay by behind an industrial estate and climbed into the back seat. The pain was getting worse but I just wanted to sleep. I then heard a very clear voice that said"If you stay here you will die". I got back up and knew it was appendicitis. I drove back to the Hospital went straight to A and E. and was admitted and put on the emergency surgery list. My appendix had started burst and were leaking. I often think of that voice as being my own inner voice guiding me, but it was so audible and clear.
 

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A few years back I had just returned from Holiday in Spain. I was working night shift in the Hospital that I worked in at the time. Not long into the shift I started to feel sick. This got worse over the course of the night as did an intense pain in my stomach area.I assumed I had picked up food poisoning in Spain and had to sit the night out until I was fit enough to drive home.I wasn't really getting better so decided to head home about six am. At the time I lived outside the City so had a bit of a drive. I just wanted to get home to my own bed. I had to keep pulling over every couple of miles to be sick. Eventually I'd had enough. Exhausted with lack of sleep and being sick, I decided to pull of the motorway and find a lay by to rest in. I found a lay by behind an industrial estate and climbed into the back seat. The pain was getting worse but I just wanted to sleep. I then heard a very clear voice that said"If you stay here you will die". I got back up and knew it was appendicitis. I drove back to the Hospital went straight to A and E. and was admitted and put on the emergency surgery list. My appendix had started burst and were leaking. I often think of that voice as being my own inner voice guiding me, but it was so audible and clear.
That's fantastic, not that you were ill! but that your inner voice was so effective.
 

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This reminded me of something Orson Welles once said in an interview. He was talking about when he set himself up as a fake medium, and found he started to guess things correctly. He then talked about a hotel clerk who said if you've been doing the job for a short while you can get to the point where you can tell when someone walks through the door if you are going to give them a room or not. Then, if you have been doing the job for a long time you only need to take a single glance at the person. But then if you have done the job for a very, very long time you don't need to look at the person at all.

Welles put all this down to the powerful internal, 'computer' processes that the mind is capable of.
This is a very perceptive observation. I think we have a rather simplistic view of such things -- we think that some things are "normal"., "real." "genuine," etc., and others are "weird", "mysterious," "incredible", etc. I think (based on my own experience) that this is all wrong. We have all kinds of abilities, all kinds of capacities, and if we just relax and let them operate -- they will. There is a continuum that subsumes normal perception and mental processing and ESP, and as many of the very interesting accounts here show you can get results without knowing how they've been achieved.
 

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This is a very perceptive observation. I think we have a rather simplistic view of such things -- we think that some things are "normal"., "real." "genuine," etc., and others are "weird", "mysterious," "incredible", etc. I think (based on my own experience) that this is all wrong. We have all kinds of abilities, all kinds of capacities, and if we just relax and let them operate -- they will. There is a continuum that subsumes normal perception and mental processing and ESP, and as many of the very interesting accounts here show you can get results without knowing how they've been achieved.
My view exactly. Explains a lot.
 

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I have absolutely had premonitory dreams, but never at my own will. I think if anyone can learn to harness "ESP" its by simply learning to be a good tuning-fork. I don't think its as simple as summoning a vision of the future at will, etcetera. My hunch is that will ultimately has little to do with it. But I am still fleshing out this line of thought.
 

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A few years back I had just returned from Holiday in Spain. I was working night shift in the Hospital that I worked in at the time. Not long into the shift I started to feel sick. This got worse over the course of the night as did an intense pain in my stomach area.I assumed I had picked up food poisoning in Spain and had to sit the night out until I was fit enough to drive home. . . .
At this point I was thinking, "funny he should want to go home when he's already in a hospital . . . sounds like he was feeling bad enough to need a doctor . . . ."
I suppose you were accustomed to ignoring your own needs, and that made you a better medical employee, tending to the needs of others.
Good thing your "small voice" didn't ignore your needs!
 

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At this point I was thinking, "funny he should want to go home when he's already in a hospital . . . sounds like he was feeling bad enough to need a doctor . . . ."
I suppose you were accustomed to ignoring your own needs, and that made you a better medical employee, tending to the needs of others.
Good thing your "small voice" didn't ignore your needs!
My colleague did want to call the duty doctor but I refused on the grounds of how busy they tend to be.{not me being a hero}I had been in Spain 24hrs previous and just assumed it was food poisoning as we had been for a big meal the night before we left. The intense pain in my abdomen made me think otherwise. I know it's funny I left hospital only to have to return!
 
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