“Take care of proportion. It is imperative to both art and science – cooking, drawing, chemistry, relationships…”
“Oh, yeah … relationships … this God fellow created all humans alike, but inserted the Thinking Brain and Feeling Brain in different proportions. The history of the world would have been different, only if ….”
She was rambling on, and I could feel two entities banging hard on me.
How do I structure this story? I fail, so I just write a Challenge. The answers come from others – small slices of their own truth.
Can I put them together to create a new collage? Or will the molecules disperse in air, to change things permanently. I will never know what came from where.
The constitution of my brain stands changed forever.