Just slightly on the left side of sanity
is a small and comfortable place where
I often dwell. Yes, often in my normal
everyday battle for sanity I retreat to
this corner , just left of my center mind,
that seems to welcome me like an old
friend . A welcomed inner smile of warmth and rationality. "Welcome my
friend," it says to me." Welcome to your
true nature."
That left leaning corner of my mind
is often softly lit. Like a small study
in a large house, remote and hid away
from daily activities of business and
mindless living. In this left corner of my
existence I contemplate the many wonders of my life. I muse with the wit
and wisdom of great and near great
thoughts. I think of left leaning thoughts that seem to so often occur to me from no where.
I do not consider my thoughts as
liberal or conservative or sane or insane
I merely consider them. What makes
sense to me may make sense to someone
else, but often what makes sense to
someone else makes no sense to me. When I find myself in this state of trying
to make sense of something that makes
no sense to me at all , but appears to make sense to other supposedly thinking people, it is then that I involuntarily retreat to my slightly left side to try and justify or rationalize the thoughts and beliefs of others. I will reference many books on the subject or Google an unfamiliar name or phrase or philosophy. If this doesn't produce the
answer I need then I resort to deductive
reasoning, and if all fails to produce an
adequate and satisfying answer, I just
lean back in the left leaning part of my
mind and accept the possibility that
there is no adequate answer to my question and accept my left point of reference as an eternal blind spot to understanding anything to the right of
sanity.