I live on the fence. I like to stand in a doorjamb looking into two rooms at once, one with each eye. I don’t see any reason to pick a room. When I do pick a room, I plan to live there til I perish, so I pick very carefully.
“Where I stand” is an important issue to me; I am literally “Library-fying” my brain. [this is a Dewey Decimal analysis of 9000 of my writings into appropriate spots in a library based on an Artificial Intelligence classifier – and I’ve verified because.. it’s me they’re deciding about).
So, that’s why I remain careful with perspectives. I imagine that I’ve just been put up in front of a podium and I must speak THE TRUTH about WHAT I BELIEVE… and the results of a few words could change the course of human history.
Is that true? Will that happen? Not likely. Historically, I’ll be nobody special.
But I *am* me now… and I’m on an introspective project. I take sides but I do so carefully because again, I have somewhat of a librarian’s point of view (no I’m not a librarian); and I’m more into figuring out “where I fit” vs trying to convince others that my opinions are correct.
(the bottom row is “shit I don’t know” or rather, if I *do* talk about those things, I’ll likely take a perspective from one of the top two rows to explain the bottom]