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A friend sent me a link to an interesting article about the psychology of magic. It seems that we're wired to be believers!
like magic
A friend sent me a link to an interesting article about the psychology of magic. It seems that we're wired to be believers!
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There's an interesting article in today's NY Times about the psychology and neuroscience behind belief in magic. It really is more widespread than most people realize (or acknowledge); if you told the little old ladies placing prayer ads that they were performing magic, they'd be horrified. I think most of us have little rituals and superstitions that we don't really think about, but cling to despite our facade of rationality. Then there are those of us who just go for broke. *g*
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There's an interesting article in today's NY Times about the psychology and neuroscience behind belief in magic. It really is more widespread than most people realize (or acknowledge); if you told the little old ladies placing prayer ads that they were performing magic, they'd be horrified. I think most of us have little rituals and superstitions that we don't really think about, but cling to despite our facade of rationality. Then there are those of us who just go for broke. *g*
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a nice day for a walk in the woods
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Originally uploaded by LizzieBelle Too.
I went for a jaunt down to Heritage Park at lunch, and it's a lovely day indeed for a walk. Though the ground is wet and dead leaves lie everywhere, there are signs of life all around. A homeless man, or perhaps a troll, was crouched along the tree line, trying very hard to not let me see him. I only spied him at the very last moment, before I stepped onto the path into the woods. I pretended I didn't see him; if he was a troll, he might have been angry. No sense letting him know that I have magic powers. *g*
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a nice day for a walk in the woods
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Originally uploaded by LizzieBelle Too.
I went for a jaunt down to Heritage Park at lunch, and it's a lovely day indeed for a walk. Though the ground is wet and dead leaves lie everywhere, there are signs of life all around. A homeless man, or perhaps a troll, was crouched along the tree line, trying very hard to not let me see him. I only spied him at the very last moment, before I stepped onto the path into the woods. I pretended I didn't see him; if he was a troll, he might have been angry. No sense letting him know that I have magic powers. *g*