I gave an example. A car backfiring, being mistaken for a gun. This is a perfectly normal and understandible mistake, and is obviously a middle ground between “all interpretations of personal experience are reliable” and “need to hire someone to lead you around and feed you.”
Of course you can’t refute this, so you ignore the example, swap it in with a nonsensical false goalpost, with a dash of your usual relentlessly hateful left-handed insults for spice. Very unsurprising behavior from you, but somehow still disappointing every time you do it.
The question I have is: was the toy battery-powered? I have seen some extremely strange behaviour from battery-powered toys when the batteries are nearly dead. Including making strange sounds when turned off.
My son has a toy laptop that got inadvertently pushed under the bed and forgotten, and then woke us up in the middle of the night days later making strange, oscillating, high-pitched noises. You know the kind of noises that are so high-pitched and directional that you can’t locate because they disappear when you turn your head or move a few inches in either direction? If we hadn’t happened to look under the bed, or if the batteries had given up completely while we were looking for it and we had given up the search when the noise stopped, I might be here telling a ghost story right now. Imagine if the next morning we had received a phone call that my grandmother had died!
I am not too stupid to live™. I am just aware that my perceptions of the world can be wrong.
When I misread something, I remember the wrong word. In my memory, the word is still there, and my memory of it is wrong. That alone shows me that everything I remember has to be questioned (within reason, of course) and can be wrong, no matter how sure I am about it. Every person who dismisses this possibility and holds his personal experience as true just because she/he experienced them does not understand how this world and the human brain works.
No, they are not. A lot of them are wrong, just like everybody else’s. You apparently just don’t realize how many of them are wrong.
I’m sorry Drew Kitt left, I wanted to know if his grandmother walked through walls why didn’t she fall through the floor?
I have one that happened to me that I totally believed in when I heard it, until I figured it out.
My aunt claims she walked in on me standing near an open window chatting with someone. When asked, I replied, pointing, “that nice man.” My aunt ran to the window but no one was there, in the yard, anywhere. She asked me to describe him and apparently I described, exactly, what her father, who had died before I was born, looked like.
Possibilities:
I was probably about to be kidnapped and the guy ran as soon as he heard my aunt coming.
I was talking to an imaginary friend, or to myself.