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Between Lines and Colors

by William Lain


We are often told that the brain is divided:

one side for logic,

the other for feeling.

One calculates,

one creates.

But the truth, like our minds,

is messier.


Does the left side truly honor precision?

Does it speak in measurements and mechanisms?

Clean lines, symmetry, the geometry of science.

Is it the part that thrives in anatomy,

memorizes metabolic pathways,

follows formulas and loves digits.


And what about the right side?

Does it want more than poetry and color?

Is it where the mind meanders?

It tangles, dances, and flows.

It paints emotion and invention into the margins of your notes.

It sketches flowers in the margins of thoughts.


I don’t feel that they truly oppose one another.

Logically, they should complement one another.

We can’t be split into two.

We are only whole because of both.

We need both order and creativity.

Both lines and colors.

 
 

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