Love is a premonition

 It's quite simple really. All humans (living things?) have a psychic ability, but for some reason or another it doesn't work very well - perhaps because it would take the fun out of the human condition. Anyway, sometimes powerful things push themselves through: like love. What beats the filter is the knowledge of many future wonderful moments with someone. When we meet them, our subconscious goes Hey Wow Man I Recognise Something. It's a beautiful feeling. The bigger our future with this person, the more powerful the vibe. Love at first sight is just psychic knowing! Yeah it's a bit recursive, but it's proven true in my life, and remember - love ain't simple. Some people will never pick up on it. Some will be so susceptible that one weekend of passion about to happen could have them in love. Others might fall just because they spend years thinking about their love object.

It's a recognition of some one from your future. Either an intense and wonderful but brief acquaintance that'll be fondly recalled always, or a full long-term r/ship, or even unrequited love where all you do is think and focus on this person for a long time. All are large mental territories that, if the future can be read, maybe love at first sight is just spotting the future!

People are how they appear

 I honestly believe that beautiful people look beautiful. Nasty people are ugly. The untrustworthy have eyes too close together. Blondes can be dumb. Redheads feisty.

Consider where these ideas originate -. I think from combined human experience thru the millennia. But these cliches are far too generalised; it's only certain types of redheads that are on fire - some are timid. Line me up 50 natural blonde women (I don't know about men, I've only really studied women) and I reckon I can rank them by IQ just from looking at them, and score significantly. Bet that you could too.

I'll even contend that beautiful people are beautiful inside, and that ugly folk have less personality. But I can't program a computer to understand what beautiful looks like, and even my best mate will have a different opinion.

I've travelled for many years, worked too many jobs, and have known many many people. To the point where I can meet someone who has uncanny resemblance to a prior acquaintance. And guess what - always they have similar personality. So if I meet Anne, who looks like old pal Barbara, I'll think of her as a Babs-alike, and have the social advantage of already knowing her quite well. I think I'm the only one who does this, and I don't expect others to follow...

Just think of stereo-typical looks, and ask yourself where the stereo-type came from, then ask yourself if looks matter. And remember that there are exceptions to every rule, and rules to those exceptions.

End of the world anxiety

End of the world anxiety Is the cause of all our increasing crime, mental illness, social problems. Our collective sub-conscious knows that the world will end soon, and we are having difficulty dealing with it. This also explains the speeding up of our society - we're trying to achieve EVERYTHING, before the end. Therefore, when we can have God-like control of our habitat (cloning perfected etc), that'll signal the end.

Lack of interest

If something doesn't interest us at all, then it cannot affect us. For example, I mean beyond belief that the on-coming train won't crush you, and beyond ignoring the train (for that implies pre-existing interest), I mean to have zero interest in the train, ever - you shall live.

Better example, more realistic: A vicious dog could still attack you if you simply ignore it as a method of survival. But if you were an alien, that not only didn't know a dog was dangerous, but actually was not interested at all, you would not be harmed. Curious alien gets eaten.

The Planets

I don't believe in gravity. The planets, the stars, the sun, they all maintain their beautiful orbits because of human will. We like it: so it happens. Maybe this applies to birds and apples as well. Anyway, the crux is that if too many people stop feeling wonderful thoughts about the circles they spin in the heavens, maybe they won't any more.

Pebbles

Everyone does this. See a pebble, kick it. But why? I believe that pebbles are alive, but only slightly. Occasionally a pebble (rock, stone etc) gathers enough strength to send out a wish to be kicked, so it can hangout somewhere new for a while. Us humans hear that wish, we kick, the pebble smiles inside. However, I doubt that flies bug us because of a death wish they have.