Peace on Earth

As I shaved in the bathroom and looked in the mirror, I made faces. The left eye didn't even blink. I appeared completely ordinary. When I packed, I looked at my left hand and leg now and then, but they behaved normally. At the last moment, however, I was putting my ties on top of the folded clothes in the suitcase, the left hand took the green tie with brown dots, a tie I liked though it was quite old, and threw it on the floor. It, apparently, didn't like it.

I picked up the tie with my right hand and tried to make the left hand take part of it so we could lay it neatly in the suitcase. What happened next had happened more than once before: the arm obeyed but the fingers didn't. They opened, and the tie fell on the bed....

...Did I have reason to fear my right hemisphere? I could think about this without worrying, because It couldn't know what I thought unless I told It by hand signals. Human beings are so constructed that they don't know what they know.


Translated from Polish by Elinor Ford