We live in a curious
culture. We have been groomed to
believe that if we do everything right, that no harm will befall us. Can we
prevent anything from happening? I
wonder.
Our culture welcomes
any physical diagnosis, over one that questions our sanity – chronic fatigue replaces
bad nerves. Chemical imbalances more
acceptable than the crazy label.
There’s a line in a
song, that I’m fond of that goes like this.
“I’ve always been crazy but it’s helped me from going insane.”
I met Rex. He’s a dog. We
talk about these things. It seems perfectly sane to me.
