LiquidationOfDiscrepancy
How do geniuses with IQ's Of 140 - 200 think? How do you geniuses feel emotionally, socially, and what are your ideologies in life?
I would like to hear from posters who have official test results, and other forms of IQ test.
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I had seen this posting, on this site, using this computer, 3 years ago. Having a... hyper-assiduousingly begrudging allowed me to never forget. Or
forget to forget. Either way, I'm sorry; what I mean to
convey is that I remember it so, because I never really forget. Or forget to forget.
Either way, I'm sorry; going off topic here. Let me start over. So I came to this site three years ago, and wished to reply to this thread either
one year after the last reply, or in three years, regardless, whichever happened upon me first. Three years to the day it is. I am responding because
I am unsure of myself, and was unsure of what my self would be three years from then. I do not wish to
convey how I think, as much as I'd like
to ramble on about how I think. Contrapositively (sorry I make up words) I'd like to start off by saying I think in dualities. Or in binary. Or in
stereo. Whichever medium you choose. Anyway,
exclusively according to the Standford-Binet Intelligence Quotient Test I have an estimated IQ of
202. Therefore I believe I do not actually fit your desired pool of genius soup. But given that the Standford-Binet, or any IQ test for that matter,
tend to become exceedingly inaccurate when dealing with very high scores, I will, in lieu of your absence, allow myself to answer accordingly. ...I
think in dualities. (Get it?) It's sort of like the dualist interpretation of the Quantum Mind-Body Problem. Sounds cool right? Like most people whom
have commented on, or replied to your question, I find it exceptionally easy to string together different concepts, so that when tied and bound, make
absolute sense. I find myself distant from most everyone I know, and because of my pitfalls, I tend to fail at human life in general. But I'm good at
faking my failure. I can converse with, and do appreciate most people. If someone is nice to me, and hopefully (but inconsequential to this examining)
nice to other people, then where and when am I allowed to fill the void and be negative in return? Never. That frustrates me. But also, I am allowed
to be frustrated, so no harm done. It's nice to be a nice person. I have a heart too, despite what it might sound like. ...What else? I like the
color red. I like it a lot. I don't cut into my wrists because that is socially and humanistically unappealing. That frustrates me. I suppose I do
everything the way I do everything because I am supposed to. Like I said, I think in dualities. Sorry. My fear is that I get a response to this post.
I really would not like that. I would like to be selfish and brag about my IQ without having to face my irrational fears. My rambling is over. Sorry.
I think in dualities. Now that I'm done rambling, I would like to say that in person, one wouldn't begin to think that there is anything wrong with
me. Through text though, my God, I sound like a psychopath. I will attempt, now, to talk more calmly. On to the three latter questions. 1. Emotionally
I feel but bliss. Sometimes though, I burn with anger at my calmness. That's not to say I don't have emotions. I love my family. And the few friends
I have. I love the world, inexorably. They are my people. I am just a weird version, like many others whom call humanity their home. 2. Socially, I'm
for the most part adept. Although it's all fake. But not fake in the way you'd assume. I do not fake my emotions socially, and de-finitely don't do
it manipulatively to get what I want. I do it because I care. I care not to hurt people. And I care about successfully bonding with people. And not
because of Kant and his Good Will to do your duty for the sake of duty, but because I do have compassion. 3. Ideologically, my beliefs vary. As one
poster put it, nothing is true, everything is just varying degrees of probability in being true. What that poster left out though, or otherwise
hadn't thought of, was that even the very notion that nothing is true abides by it's own rules. One cannot cherry-pick, especially not just one
cherry. Saying that nothing is true also must accept that it too is sometimes not true. Sometimes things are true. And that is the hardest problem I
have ever encountered. It straddles the brain like magnesium. Other ideologies I hold, ideologically at least, are that no one thing is ever entirely
good. It's the same concept as "nothing is truth." Another ideology that I love to hate and hate to love is the human spirt, and it's "quantum
entanglement" of sorts with it's own god-complex, or some kind of agonist (think of neurotransmitters) that acts like a god-complex but is not. But
that's getting a little too confusing, I believe. Anyway, all in all, any way, I'd hope that I turned myself around, and no longer sound insane,
although I hope you think I still am. Because I still am. I like the color red. A lot. I think in dualities. Sorry. There, you see? I hope from my
ramblings you can become your own archeologist of sorts and dig out any nuggets of fascination you'd like. One more thing though, on that note, I
would like to say that being intelligent, like I am, is not as fascinating as you might believe. I speak in jest, mostly, of course. I'm not one for
irony. Alright, goodbye. Nice to meet all of you. My name's Mark.