Sanity is stable. Sanity produces rules and outcomes. It guides behaviours, it makes sure that groups as a whole do not descend into anarchy. Yet there is a cost, self-sacrifice will be made out of sanity. It is ultimately better for one to take the fall then to let ruin sweep the entire group. The tireless grind to improve, only moving a tiny slither towards masterhood every week, is what drives men to devote their entire lives to the arts. Phobias, should as those of spiders or snakes, are speculated to exist because of genetic memories to protect one from poisonous critters. Likewise, the taste of bitterness is naturally disliked because most natural poisons are bitter.
All of these are perfectly sane, yet they are absurd principles that fall outside the natural, instinctual behaviours of animals.
