Emotional Thinking Blinds – Flies On The Windscreen
You know how much I like to drive my car. It is an impressive vehicle. It is fast, attractive and demonstrates to the world beyond just how superior I am to other road users as I surge past them with just the slightest pressure on the accelerator. Cocooned inside this metal shell I race from place to place in order to carry out my engagements. Gathering fuel in this place, ensuring a devaluation is doled out in that place and dropping by at the other place to open the passenger door and tempt you to clamber back in to the passenger seat with a winning smile and a reassurance that last time was a mistake. You remember last time don’t you? When I took you along the motorway and then dumped you there leaving you with a long walk back. How could you forget? You still have the blisters and the aching legs haven’t you? Well, climb in and allow me to ease your suffering. I promise I won’t leave you in the middle of the motorway again, distraught and facing a lengthy walk home. No, I am sorry about that. Why did I do that? Let’s not get into all that now, there is plenty to see andI would rather show you how good I can be than go over that old ground again. That was in the past and we both need to move on if we are going to make this work. I pat the leather seat invitingly as you hover by the passenger door. You look at it with a mixture of longing and wariness.
“You need to hurry up if you are getting in, there are plenty of others who want to sit there,”I observe as I look over your shoulder. You spin around and see several people, mainly women but some men, advancing towards you along the motorway. They are running and as they get nearer you can hear them shouting as they plead for me to wait. You stand for an instant and watch the nearing mob, limbs flailing as they hurtle towards us.
“They will soon be on you and they will trample you into the ground in order to get into here,” I warn.
This jolts you into action and you get into the car, slamming the door closed and pressing the lock button.
“Go, go!” you urge as the admiring mob gets ever closer. I smile to myself as I press down on the accelerator and we drive away leaving the disappointed mob stood in a cloud of dust and exhaust fumes as they watch you and I race away across the empty motorway ahead of us. I turn and look at you and already I can see that you feel comfortable as you sink into the luxury of the passenger seat. You have slipped your worn down and scuffed shoes off allowing your sore and blistered feet to sink into the thick carpet which lines your side of the car. I hear you give a little sigh of contentment as your tilt your head back.
“Always feels good to get back in this car doesn’t it?” I ask.
You nod and reach out a hand towards me touching me on the arm.
“It is a beautiful day,” I remark as I nod my head towards the windscreen. You give a little gasp as the clouded horizon which existed only a few moments ago has somehow vanished and you are staring at the bright blue sky and a golden, blazing sun.
“Where did that come from?” you wonder aloud and look at me. I say nothing but let you reach your own conclusion about how everything is always better when you are with me.
“Are you thirsty? You look parched,” I comment and motion to a drink held in one of the cup holders next to you. You pick it up and suck the cool, delicious liquid through the straw as I continue to hurtle along the motorway. You gaze out of the window as the embankments which normally grip the motorway and hide your view of what is beyond have now disappeared. Instead, you are afforded a breathtaking view of the undulating countryside which rolls away to the snow-topped hills in the distance. The land is kissed by golden light, full trees dotted here and there, the whole scene idyllic and just as you always imagine the countryside to look. It is as if I can read your thoughts and show you what you want to see. You have always thought that. I appear to have some sixth sense which enables me to create the very scene or environment that delights you the most and accords with what you want to see. You missed that when you were trudging along that bleak and grey motorway beneath the leaden firmament.
You continue to gaze through the windscreen, marvelling at the scenery outside, the beauty and the serenity breath taking, along with the absence of anyone else. Your eyes are wide looking at the vast scene that unfolds beyond the windscreen as you enjoy the comfort of my ride. So transfixed are you by what you see outside of my car you fail to notice the dots and specks which are forming on the windscreen. You are oblivious to the flies that smash against the glass, their insignificant lives obliterated in an instant by my driving forward at such speed and with such intent. The insects never saw me coming, flying along, blissfully unaware of what was hurtling towards them and would wipe them out in an instant. More and more bloody smears coat the windscreen and you still do not see them as they begin to mount up. I keep glancing at you but you are so transfixed by the beauty outside that the increasing death toll under your nose is going unnoticed. I do not activate the windscreen wash nor the wipers preferring to keep this carnage in full view, yet this obvious massacre is not countenanced by you. I allow myself a little smile as my test confirms what I knew would be the case. Just like a fly on the windscreen you have little idea just how close you are to such danger, how your existence hangs in the balance and how it is all down to me.
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Guys it was just a question and an evidence based observation I thought narcs loved that
Kiki
That’s a snazzy looking car HG. I think Google just saw a surge in searches for “Tesla model S”
Are you a millionaire HG you must going by the car and all the exotic travel on instagram ✈️
Kiki
I am British so one does not discuss money.
We don’t discuss money here either. Even discussing how much a position pays is taboo in the first job interview. It’s like a pink elephant in the room and If you bring up, it’s awkward. I understand not talking about it in casual conversation. But a job interview! WTF!?!
I thought it was a Mercedes. Geez, who can keep up? I’m with NA, it’s always the Batmobile.
I wouldn’t be able to drive an electric car. I have to drive too far to everything. Gas stations are much more common than Tesla charging stations. I’d be a nervous AF! Another thing I’ve wondered. (pondered in the shower as a matter of fact) is: do the batteries develop memory like a cell phone? It charges to 100% when you first get it, but after a year, you can only get about 85%? Might not be a concern if you trade cars like you change underwear though.
Good afternoon from Germany, we don’t talk about money either and cars aren’t too much of an indicator here, unless it’s a brand new Porsche. The richest man I know (a swiss Gentleman) usually wears no name T-Shirts and rides his bike to the local bakery. He’s beyond lovely and you would never know how wealthy he is unless you asked him why you havent seen him in so long. He spends half the year in south africa.
As for HGs excellent choice of cars, I remember him writing about an anthracite black Mercedes once, which I liked to read of course. If we are to talk about this, I’d guess he’s upper middle class. Considerably well-off but with matching expenses. Most of his travels are work-related however, as far as I’m aware.
Yes I did have the anthracite black Mercedes and then the jaguar. Now the Tesla plus I like Tesla Girls.
I’ve never seen a Tesla on the Autobahn. They appear to be quite rare in Germany. While my brand loyalties lie with Mercedes and Porsche, I would be curious to see what a Tesla can do. Do you find it superior to your previous cars and also, what are Tesla Girls?
I do, Desiree.
Listen to the song Tesla Girls by OMD and see if you can work it out.
That will be stuck in my head for days now. I see plenty of somatic, but most importantly cerebral traits being displayed here. Top tier women with an inquisitive mind and the confidence to say “No.” “No.-no.-no.”
It all makes sense now.
I’m Irish same as just an observation
Dearest HG: Tesla is a fascinating character. A great Empath, I believe. There is a movie coming out where one of the characters will portray Tesla as well as Edison and Westinghouse. I believe the movie will be amazing and maybe a little heartbreaking, if one is a `fan,` of Tesla. I like Tesla. But, he went against the norm, I believe, and never received the honor he deserved, I think. The movie coming out this fall is called: The Current War, and is PSE Approved for viewing. Wow! The movie will be in London scheduled for July 26, I just checked, and not until October in the United States. That is not fair! ( The movie was already delayed 2 years because of the entire Weinstein , Me Too, debacle).
Yes, talented man and one of yours. Interesting story.
Dearest HG: I tried to research his story his family dynamics and upbringing and the technical aspects are way too much and exotic and formidable and tiring for me, ( I still can not play my VCR and fear it is probably not, nor ever was workable at all), but I find the pyschological aspect of Tesla interesting in what I understand: I believe I first heard the psychological aspects of Tesla on Strategies of War, or some reading like that: That he just mainly wanted to invent and not play the politics and and whatever else people did at that time to promote themselves, and their work, and he trusted people, and so his ideas were stolen or did not receive applicable patents and were strategically smeared by his competition, downplayed and all of that sort of thing. I believe Tesla is a case of an Empath that would have been more successful if he had developed more of his narcissistic traits, and balanced himself a bit more, and thus strengthened himself to better succeed in his field during his era. This notion of both Empaths and Narcissists both balancing themselves a bit more, at least in certain noticeable `problematic areas,` on a person by person basis, is on my mind of late. I do not know about cars, but I am very pleased that you drive a Tesla, HG: 2 Geniuses that I admire. It is beautiful to me.
Thank you.
The American Experience doc. on him is available. I found it. A good watch. I love AE.
https://ihavenotv.com/tesla-american-experience
Bibi: Thank you for the link on Telsa. It would not play on my computer, but I copies some of the words on Youtube and more documentaries came up, and I plan to look at some of them over the weekend.
Glad I could help, SPE. There is a BBC doc on YT. Sift around. You will find something.
Oh now..was Tesla one of mine? Now that’s put the Vim into my Vimto today!
Wasn’t Tesla the man who fell in love with a dove?
No, that might have been Kafka, nevermind.
Is Elon Musk one of ours?
Elon belongs to us.
Agreed. Musk is a twat of the highest order.
Hi super empath science is a great subject it’s difficult sometimes but very stimulating
You never look at the world the same once science is in your blood
It’s not to be feared it’s wondrous
Kiki
Kiki: You are right. I am going to look at some documentaries on Tesla. Maybe my appreciation of him can be a sort of gateway for me to learn more this category science.
Ha! That is very true!
Lol hg what kind of car do you drive hg?
Tesla Model S.
Now we will see a buying surge on the Tesla Model S. Time to check my stocks! Lol
Ha ha
If you were to seduce a vegan girl, would you tell her you only bought it to save the environment?
I would. I also plant lots of trees to offset all the flying I do. Honest.
Desiree, It seems I remember HG became vegan or vegetarian for a target before. I know there was a Celine Dion concert attended so vegan may not have been so bad!
I thought it was a Porsche. Or does it depend on who is asking and what is easier to get out of the garage?
Ha ha, no it was a Jaguar, now it is a Tesla.
Dear Mr Tudor,
Our “greater” friend has a Jag …he luvs it (has a pearl finish) I’ve never known him to speed whilst we’ve been in his car
He had to drive a “loan” car whilst his Jag was having repairs and his wife refused to get in it ….it was below the standard of her Beema
Seriously ?
I have never been influenced or impressed by a man’s car, however, I do care who’s behind the wheel
I’m on the freeway frequently and I’ve noticed BLACK cars speed a lot (surprisingly its females behind the wheel)
I had a black car once, they’re buggas to keep clean
The only vehicles that have my respect n attention and where I don’t mind speeding, are the fire brigade trucks, police cars and for me, an ambulance …haha
Thank you for this eye opening article – BIG RED FLAG !
Luv Bubbles xx 😘
I like that it looks good I see them around very unique vehicle what color by chance?
Abyss Black
HG, is there a significance to you always stating the marketing name of your vehicle? Mine is like effervescent glitter black pearl sheen or something (would I drive anything less?) but to me, it’s just “black”
Accuracy. (Plus Abyss Black was a joke).
Black! I like it. And he plants trees too, of course. You have it all covered.
Desiree, don’t fall for the Abyss part. (or the trees)
MB
Exactly. After he said he planted the trees he said: honest. That’s not usually something that has to be added if one is making and honest statement.
I actually believed him. Ha.
NA, he got me with the “Abyss”. His wit is so dry, sometimes he fools me.
MB these details are of utmost importance! I need to know if it’s the subtely gleaming midnight black or the black series! There is a world of difference!
MB, or fall into the abyss even….cars are my thing, though…
Dearest HG: I got the message about Abyss Black. HG, I do not know about cars, but you just gave me a way to jump into this discussion, anyway. Yay! Remember the
Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Plant Accident after that huge Tsunami: `Following a major earthquake, a 15-metre tsunami disabled the power supply and cooling of three Fukushima Daiichi reactors, causing a nuclear accident on 11 March 2011. All three cores largely melted in the first three days.` I just remembered a piece of `trivia` from the time of the Tsunami and earthquake, ( because, oddly, I do not know about cars, but I do notice the paint on cars and how some of the paint looks better than others. In fact, someone once laughed when I said, all white paint on cars is not the same, and I even pointed to certain cars, and the person at end fell into agreement with me.) So, During the Tsunami and all that destruction and the earthquakes,I remember that certain mines for Rare Earth were destroyed, and these mines were comprised of certain elements, found nowhere else in the world, for the making of certain black paint for luxury automobiles, and clients that had made orders for that specific black color had to re-order another black paint, and they were unhappy. And some financial analysts in the automobile industry, were bemoaning the fact that this certain black paint formula may never be available again, and then some viewers on the streets were being interview about the Tsunami and earthquake seen on the news, and these interviewees were saying that the focus should be on people dying and the destruction and not on black paint for prestigious automobiles. True Story. I remember. And, at the time, , I also felt that I really wish I could see what the black paint looked like, that was causing such a commotion. That paint color was named, but I do not remember. It is amazing the things we can remember. And the things we can forget.
An interesting example of a lack of empathy.
Dearest HG: Re: Tsunami and that Black paint. I just typed into google: Black paint shortage during Tsunami and a lot of articles came up. I believe the color was called Tuxedo Black: https://www.wsj.com/articles/SB10001424052748703696704576222990521120106
Dearest HG: Regarding Black Paint and the Tsunami. Blackberry Pearl was one of the colors. I was a fan of the Blackberry phone, but never managed to obtain one. Yes, I too find paint color important on cars. I have no idea why I notice the paint so much. It is just one of those things that make up individual personality in people
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Get ready to drive duller.
A shortage of the special additive that gives some vehicles a glittering sheen has major auto manufacturers around the country restricting orders on certain shades.
Colors with seductive names like Tuxedo Black, Inferno and Blackberry Pearl will be more difficult to find in coming months after Japan’s devastating earthquake and tsunami destroyed the only factory in the world producing the sparkly synthetic additive called Xirallic.
The factory, owned by German company Merck KGaA, was located not far from the damaged Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power plant in Japan, said DuPont Performance Coatings spokesman Gregg Schmidt. ~
PSE
The cores at Fukushima did not go into meltdown. At all.
What was observed is the cracking of water. A hydrogen explosion, if you will.
This is when enough heat is generated to blow apart water itself.
Hydrogen is a desperate bugger. A lot of energy contained there which is what was observed.
If the core has gone in any of the reactors into true meltdown, the world would know.
One of my fellow professionals was a PhD at Imperial, London in 1986.
After Chernobyl, he was one of the first to say, Hey!. He was monitoring the radionuclide detectors. That’s when we knew the Russians were lying.
But if you really wanted to win me over, you’d drive an ice cream truck.
Bibi: I grew up with Mr. Softee ice cream trucks circling my neighborhood. I can hear the musical jingle in my memory as I type this.
CJ
Batmobile
Yea exactly lol