The Right brain is a powerful toy. To be able to know without reasoning seems to me to be magic stuff. I can't imagine they be the same thingi as you do.
It is Myers-Briggs, btw. It is a sorter of sorts following Jung's bit.
Freud opined that you couldn't attain knowledge via the intuitive process. He of course was wrong... One of the greatest intuitive thinkers of our time was Einstein, I'd argue. Jung opined that intuition was the "perception via the unconscious". He further said that 'sense perception' (empirical stuff) was only the starting point. Like when someone I know says, 'Hmmmmm'.
Anyhow, when you get back from Ravel's 'Bolero' (10) perhaps you could dump some data into my ever expanding basket of stuff. :awe:[/QUOTE]
I'll do a data dump:
First thing that comes to mind, what mine and why I can't say, is the story of the horse the cart and the driver, the emotions, the moving center, and the brain. To this we need to add a passenger who will set the destination. From this we see the monk, the fakir and the Yogi, and the way of the Sufi, the one who has facility over all three.
We know from evidence of people who have had their corpus callosum cut, that there are two different people in our heads. This can be verified by numbing one or the other hemisphere. I remember long ago laying on a bed staring at a necked light bulb in the ceiling. I was deep in thought that was leading to unpleasant feelings and the light bulb jumped and I found myself in the middle of a completely different thought stream, one, in other words was already developed and ongoing. The self that was interrupted, that observed the light jump, knew that what had happened was that my eye dominance changed. I had been viewing the bulb through the right sides of both my retina, the sides that lead to the left brain where I think I live because it's the hemisphere that speaks and whose words I hear when I think. The jump occurred when I saw the bulb from the person in the right side of my head who was on a different trip. God knows what he's up to right now. I think he thinks I'm an asshole and uses the fact that he's linguistically stupid not to talk to me. But I know he's the fucker that makes all my mistakes. He could be picking my nose.
So where oh where are you, Moonbeam. Will the real me please strand up!
It seems to me I am a different me all the time. At times I'm a stupid horse kicking at imaginary dogs, sometimes the cart when I drive easily and unaware that I do so, sometimes I'm lost in daydreams, sometimes I seem to disappear, sometimes I seem to wake up.
Then there is the matter of the way the brain thinks, rational and linear on the one side and pattern seeking on the other, the analyst and the grasper, the one who knows all kinds of things about tigers and the one who sees them in the bush. Which am I?
The rational mind alone reminds me of a donkey loaded with books, Without the capacity to make sense of the information one remains a donkey.
Then there is the programming of the brain that takes place, intentionally and accidentally, the seeking of pleasure over pain, the fact that we associate ideas with feelings, that we can learn to despise our own real instincts be taught to hate who we are something is screwed so I will have to reboot
Continued: In this way we can be made to be unconscious of what we feel, of avoiding anything that will take us near past pain so that we do not re-experience it, even though in fact we experience it all the time, but unconsciously. It is this that I have tried to touch on as the purpose of this thread, that because we believe actions in our past were evil, we avoid conscious awareness of them. This driving underground of negative feelings because we were made to feel evil for feeling them, when we had to feel them and weren't in any guilty for feeling, makes us our own worst enemy, insane in our dislike for ourselves. My suspicion is that the fact your Grannie taught you to see the humor in things from a young age, and a rather penetrating analytical intellect, are some of the reasons you resilient to self contempt. You find your own skin to be funny. It's probably the reason the doctors find your brain waves funny and atypical of most people, that you light up on both sides alternately. I think all humor is based on the shock of self recognition, a syntheses of data leading to an insight into the self. It's the best medicine for real humility I can think of.