Intuition is based on a set of variables. In the INFJ case especially, it's those intuitive leaps that you learn over the years, can be trusted because of your track record. It can be a thing of faith. Most of the work is done subsciously, so it can be very difficult to evaluate, especially for a sensor. But over time, you come to realize, it doesn't need to be broken apart and analyzed for validity. It just is. The answer will come later. Hope though, is laced with fiction. But it is a powerful force, with regard to the laws of attraction, so it can seem preminatory at times. To my sensor brother with an IQ of 185, when mine is only 135, if you believe in that sort of crap, I think it's full of stupidly massive holes, geared only for some aspects of academia, but you get my meaning, he's on the ball. He seems to think "intuition" is too contaminated with hope, or fear etc., to be reliable to someone as he. He blows raspberries at it, actually. We run our lives separately, and mine being navigated by intuition. He revolves his around facts. When we hang out, although he doesn't realize it, as he can't read body language to save himself, is that I have to bend over backwards to try to be compatible with him. Shift my entire focus to the land of the sensor. It's exhausting. I let slip, one of my intuitive foresights to him the other day. He was appreciative and thought it was sweet that I was hoping for the best for him. It wasn't hope. It was my intuitive summation. It came to fruition. No surprise. And yet, with a brain like his, thinking it was hope, maybe I'm missing something? I don't usually doubt myself, but his brain is a remarkable force.