Chem 101

Fiertel wrote: "Speaking of left hand/right hand stuff... What about why does the brain have its creative moods and days and other times, is good for nothing more than nose picking and shoe staring...like today...a shoe staring day for me, for sure. Cloudy day, windy and nasty...a perfect day for making art? Should be but when the weather is inclement, so am I."

Well, you know it's all chemicals, my man...we're just a bottle of chemicals. Sometimes one gets the upper hand, sometimes the other. Too many of this or that molecule and you're staring death and doom in the face; too many of the other and you'll cheerfully saw off your own leg. That's why certain chemicals are forbidden by an all-wise government. When my dying father passed through six weeks of torment and dementia that would be considered torture by any court of human rights, he could've been kept in a rosy cloud by a simple morphine drip. However, that was forbidden, since if God had wanted him to die a painless death then God would have killed him outright or tweaked his body chemistry in such a way that he died happy. But God had other plans, which are beyond our simple understanding, and it would be a Judeo-Christian sin to thwart those plans. As we know from the Torah, if you piss God off he's likely to send hurricanes and floods and pestilence your way, so the government in its aforementioned wisdom ruled that morphine could not be administered.