It is fashionable to have a single mind. It matches the single head. The presence of multiple heads tends to suggest the storybook monster. One possessed of multiple minds has to learn to keep them contained if they are going to get by. As I do, as does anyone I know with this condition. The only problem is the turbulence. The incessant wave keeps knocking the minds against each other. Without this constant friction, I think one of mine might manage to grow some edge I could point to, and with. Then I could announce to the world, Look at me and my cutting edge! But no such announcement seems forthcoming in this lifetime. The constant wave and its tides turn my minds over one another until whatever they are is nothing that anyone would mistake for sharp.
The Cutting Edge
And its disappearance.

I’m reminded of Hydra, which according to Greek legend, was a 9-headed sea monster that was immortal.
Great connection — Thank you : )
Once in a while it is important to bang heads together.
Here’s to that! : )
I read somewhere that you cannot use beach sand for construction— the tumbling knocks the sharp edges off the grains that you apparently need to make strong concrete. I’m sure you’ve seen those Alfred E Neuman bumper stickers — “Some minds are like concrete, all mixed up and permanently set,” at least the turbulence means you’re sure to avoid that fate!
Hi Robert! LOL thank you, I actually have not seen (or noticed, anyway) those bumper stickers. I really appreciate that quote. I’m all for embracing what I have to work with. Here’s to turbulence.
Thanks for sharing this, Robert : )
This was beautiful writing. It is great to have multiple minds, not dissociative disorder, but trying to see things from multiple perspectives and not be so stuck on one way only. If your mind is made up and unchangeable it can’t grow, can’t discover and can’t find truths new to you.
Thank you so much for this generous comment, Thomas. And for these beautiful reminders. : )