In Larry Niven’s short story “The Handicapped”, he describes telepaths who can project their thoughts to other people. To the receiver, these feel like “crystalline certainties” suddenly occurring to them.
I occasionally feel these crystalline certainties.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think that I’m receiving telepathic projections or anything. Its just that I sometimes get this overpowering sense of certainty that reminds me of the story.
The most annoying aspect of these crystalline certainties is that they are always wrong. I’ve made an ass of myself a number of times because of these crystalline certainties. I’ve even made an ass of myself about cows
One time, while I was trying to figure out how to compose this post, Pam and I were going thru a casino to get to a show. Pam was sure that we should go one way and I thought that we should go another. In fact, I had a crystalline certainty about which way to go. Because of this post, I was learning to recognize the warning signs of crystalline certainties and stopped arguing earlier than usual. Pam then led me right to the show.
I can still trust my judgment. It’s usually a much more relaxed sense of certainty that can point to the facts that it’s based on.
But if it’s a white-hot, nothing-else-could-possibly-be-right crystalline certainty, I’m learning to keep my mouth shut.