It depends who u are.
I am the left brain. I am a scientist. A mathematician. I love the familiar. I categorize. I am accurate. Linear. Analytical. Strategic. I am practical. Always in control. A master of words and language. Realistic. I calculate questions and play with numbers. I am order. I am logic. I know exactly who I am.
I am the right brain. I am creativity. A free spirit. I am passion. Yearning. Sensuality. I am the sound of roaring laughter. I am taste. The feeling of sand beneath bare feet. I am movement. Vivid colors. I am the urge to paint on an empty canvas. I am boundless imagination. Art. Poetry. I sense. I feel. I am everything I wanted to be.
CAN I BE AMBRAINDEXTROUS
This is actually incorrect, and one of the more enduring myths about the human brain, much like the one about us only using 10% of it (also false).
This said, according to psychiatrist Iain McGilchrist, there’s still an interesting division between the two brain hemispheres - according to him the left hemisphere is more narrowly focused and looking at detail while the right hemisphere is more wide open and focused on a oneness with the surrounding environment.
It is also interesting to note that in your average right-handed individual, language and grammar usage is typically handled mostly in the left hemisphere, leading to the observation that in split-brain patients (people who have either through accidents or surgery to reduce extreme epilepsy had their corpus callosum severed and thus their two hemispheres are no longer connected), only the left hemisphere can actually talk, but both appear conscious and actually able to have different opinions on various topics. Additionally, there have been experiments where the right hemisphere has been given an instruction and the whole body has followed it without question, but when asked why they did this, the person in question - answering via the left hemisphere - confabulates a completely different answer as to why because it is unaware of what the right hemisphere saw.
It’s a beautiful lie
It’s a perfect denial
Such a beautiful lie to believe in
So beautiful, beautiful
That makes me lie