The integration of the halves must be a communication. No act can really be accomplished alone; I am here, now, only because of my interactions with the actions of other people. Likewise, my art only exists through the communication between my brain hemispheres, is the product of a cooperation of my halves.
I know I somehow exist as a sum of two seperate, but equal halves. I don’t know which startles me more, though- That idea, or that those two halvescan still communicate and constitute such a groovy thing as a person, and yet be so alien to one another. If i am, (as I am) hovering above, around, between those two functioning participants of a conversation, am I not therefore the conversation being had?