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Chapter 30 Chapter 28: Foreseeing the Future

Even though he was wearing a corset, I was a little nervous about actually sitting in front of him.Because the patient was warned that he had a serious manic tendency, and the onset was irregular. I looked at his corset: "It seems a little tight, right?" He: "It's okay, I like it, I asked for it, so as not to scare others." I nodded blankly: "Oh..." He is very straightforward: "I can predict the future, but I can't judge what is a clue." I was stunned when I heard such a sentence suddenly, and quickly looked down at his profile: "What do you mean? Future? There is no such part..."

The moment I looked up, I noticed that he slightly raised the corner of his lower lip. The patient was a former civil servant, about thirty years old.If you pay attention to observe, you will find that the lines of his face are clear and tough.But there was tiredness and uneasiness in his eyes—it looked like a state of mental struggle for a long time.In fact it is said that he had only been awake for over an hour. He reiterated: "I can see the future." Me: "Fortune-telling or astrology?" He: "No, it was a very direct prediction, but I didn't know what it was before it happened."

Me: "What?" He licked his lower lip anxiously: "For example: 9.11, the one in the United States, you know?" Me: "Yes, what's wrong with that?" He: "A few days before 9.11, I don't know why I searched a lot of information about the Twin Towers. I didn't read it seriously, but I searched a lot." Me: "Coincidence? If you do statistics, maybe hundreds of thousands of people around the world have done that—unconsciously." He: "That's just one example, one you know, there are many others." Me: "Really? Tell me."

He: "I bought a cup inexplicably in the supermarket. It looked the same as the one at home. I didn't even know why I bought it. A few days later, the old cup was broken; sometimes I would pick a certain artist's work to see. , I don’t really like to watch it, it’s just to pass the time, I didn’t think much about it, after a few days, the artist will die or something will happen to me; It is specially kept at hand, and it will definitely be used in an emergency a few days later; I suddenly think of a friend or something related to him, and the person who is thought of will contact me soon, no more than 5 days; or I unconsciously see a certain building, I imagine it is on fire, and in a few days, that building will catch fire... This kind of thing has happened too much. And, this premonition started from Extended from the dream."

Me: "Uh...dreaming about what's going to happen?" Him: "Yeah, a few minutes before it's about to happen." Me: "I don't understand." He: "I dreamed that the phone rang in my dream, and then I would wake up no matter what time, and then the phone really rang. The connection was very fast, and the other party didn't even believe that I was asleep half a minute ago." Me: "Just for the phone?" Him: "No, anything that wakes me up. Actually anything or anything that wakes me up, it's not going to wake me up because I wake up half a minute or so earlier."

Me: "I don't need an alarm clock...or, indirectly, I need an alarm clock?" He: "Yes, including when someone wakes me up or someone knocks on the door." Me: "Since when?" He: "I can't remember clearly, it was like this when I was young. Moreover, it was originally limited to dreams, but since a few years ago, it has continued into reality, although I can't predict what will happen." Me: "Understood, it means that you don't remember that what you have done and imagined is not meaningless until it really happens." He: "That's it, not as specific as in the dream."

Me: "Have you told the doctor? It seems that you haven't? The information..." He: "I talked to the first doctor, and I can understand it from his expression. It's useless to talk to him." Me: "Then why did you tell me again?" He: "You're not a doctor, you're not a psychiatrist, you're not even from a hospital." Me: "How do you know?" He: "I don't know, but I thought about it a few days ago. I will tell people who believe this that I can see the future. I even rehearsed what I want to say in my heart." I feel a little uneasy.

He: "When you sat in front of me, I knew that I wasn't thinking about it that day, it was also a foresight." Me: "How did you do that?" I know it's stupid to ask, but I can't resist asking. He: "It would be great if I knew it. That kind of situation doesn't happen every day. Sometimes it doesn't happen once a month. Sometimes there are several things in a row in a week, which makes me suspicious." Me: "Uh...do you remember what happened when you were manic?" Him: "Part of it." Me: "Ask an outrageous question: Is that you?"

He: "It's me, I don't have schizophrenia." Me: "So, does your foreseeing the future have something to do with your mania?" He was a little impatient: "Maybe? I'm not sure, maybe those are not my hallucinations, but real information." Me: "Really?" He looked at me for a while: "Maybe when, it happened very suddenly. All of a sudden, a lot of information flowed in front of me, but it was messy and there was no pattern. Or I couldn't see any pattern... those The information includes text, words, symbols I don’t know, and sporadic pictures, all mixed together, I think I can understand some of them, but I can’t catch them, it’s too fast!”

Me: "Are you trying to say that's why you're manic?" He: "Maybe, I want to catch some of them, but I can't." Me: "Wait, let me interrupt, do you know how you behave when you are manic?" He: "Didn't you arrest people?" Me: "Not only, as if you were going to tear each other apart, but also..." Him: "And what?" I hesitated for a few seconds: "Like a beast." He froze for a moment: "So it's like this... In my memory, I caught the information that others said I saw... It's too broken, I can't remember it."

Me: "Is the state of a lot of information you mentioned consistent with the start time of your foreseeing the future in reality?" He seriously thought: "It should be? I can't remember the specifics. At first, I emphasized to myself that it was a coincidence, but after too many things happened, I couldn't convince myself that it was a coincidence." Me: "And you can't prove it to others." He: "That's right, I was really suspicious for a while. Can you imagine that state? I was confused about what I did, and sometimes I even felt that everything was a kind of foresight of the future. But there is no way to be sure. The more this happens, the more I don’t know what to do. However, there are always some inadvertent things that make me confirm again: another foresight.” Me: "Suppose that's really a coincidence?" He: "I have already ruled it out. Because it happens again and again and again and again, it is not a coincidence. There are no such coincidences that happen many times." Me: "Let's think about it, is it because you unconsciously captured all kinds of information passing by your eyes, that's why you did that? I mean your foreseeing behavior." He: "Maybe. But they said that after I was hypnotized, I spoke a lot of things that others couldn't understand. It was said that it was disorganized." I was a little surprised that he had already thought of hypnosis. Me: "Well, I listened to the recording, it's true, the doctor didn't lie to you." He: "Well, I think there are some things, and I figured it out." Me: "Which aspect?" He: "Maybe we can all meet a lot of things happening, but the things that happen are too small, and some of them belong to strangers, so there is no way to be sure." Me: "You mean that everyone can foresee the future direction of some things, but because it is not the future that happened to them, there is no way to know that it is actually foreseeing the future?" He's right." Me: "But other people don't have that kind of dream, and there is no information flowing in front of them." He: "Maybe they have other ways?" Me: "Well... look, it's like this: If you say this is an exception, I might believe it. But if it's a common phenomenon, I think at least there is no basis for investigation." He: "You are right, but who would do this kind of investigation? Who can know the connection of many things? Maybe every thought I have is actually something that will actually happen in the next few days. But If that incident didn’t happen to me, it happened in the United States, Australia, or the UK, so I have no way of knowing. And if that incident is small? It’s impossible to record everything that happened to everyone, right? ?Even if it is recorded, it is impossible to gather all of them together and then find the foresight from the vast sea of ​​thoughts, right? If that kind of foresight is random, then the next few days of the same person, more than a dozen people distributed around the world have each foreseen part, what should I do?" I tried my best to pull my thinking back into my own logic: "It can be hypothetical, but if it is not formally confirmed, it can only be a hypothesis. Also, you think too much about this problem. Don't you think so?" He: "I admit it, but this problem is not what bothers me at all. In other words: I didn't go to the mental hospital because I could see the future, I went to the mental hospital because I was manic. The reason for my mania is the information. Let's put it this way, without that Information, I don’t care, foresight is foresight, and it’s none of my business. But when the information appears, I intuitively know that it’s important, although I can ignore it, but after all they have appeared, I just want to capture some, It's impossible, but it will always appear. If you were me, wouldn't you want to catch the future? Don't you care about those? Don't you have the idea to capture? But in the end you find that you don't have time to see clearly During those times, will you go crazy?" I looked at him very seriously, and at the same time I was thinking about this very seriously. He: "People have been trying to predict the future in various ways since ancient times, such as divination, astrology, face reading, palmistry, and even through the coffee stains and tea stains on the bottom of the cup, but there is no clear method, no one A reliable means. And I suddenly have this information in front of me, but too fast, too much, beyond my ability to collect, I can only go crazy, I accept that I am in a madhouse, but there is nothing I can do about it .Maybe that information status should not be allowed to me. Let a smart person take it and put it on me. It is not a waste, but a torture.” What I saw in his eyes was helplessness, anxiety, and exhaustion. That afternoon I gave the recording to my friend, who is also the doctor in charge of this patient.While watching him make backups, I asked him what he thought of these and whether he should believe them, his attitude broke me down, and he said he believed them. I asked him what should I think about this if, as a doctor, I believe this kind of thing.My friend thought about it and said I should judge for myself. I must admit, this answer pained me for a long time. The future is uncertain, and if nonlinear dynamics are added, it will involve more, but the result is the same: still no clue.I even thought to myself, if it were me, would I be able to capture the information flowing in front of my eyes?To be honest, I am not a timid person, but if I had to choose, at most I would choose to wake up half a minute before the phone rang.I can't bear more. At this time, I suddenly felt that maybe being a prophet might really be just a tortured punishment as he said.
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