DEXtrorotory SPIral

You’re sitting on your couch, watching television when gradually and graciously your vision begins to twist to the right in a clockwise swirl. It feels as if someone has your optical nerves in a grip and are wrenching down on them. Just then time dilates and you loose somewhere between ten and fifteen minutes. You now realize that the cool sixty-five degree air is brushing against your exposed brain. The contents of your head are experiencing, for the first time, the outside world. You stare blankly at the television as it flip-flops from right to left and in your stupor someone mutters the words “I hate God” twice into your psyche. Then you wake up. You know realize that inside every person is a copy. You and everyone else’s mind-brain has two of the exact same things; a Conscious, and a Sub-Conscious. And does the word “Sub” imply a less active or inferior psyche? Are we all conflicted between two totally separate people, who are the same, but can make different choices? Not a spirit soul as most would assume, but a real secondary working system with its own likes and dislikes, its own beliefs, its own memories and attitudes? The subconscious, is it just another you running in the background unchecked? And if so, who lives it?