We are so obsessed with the building and labeling and walling off of things in this world.
This is mine.
This is theirs.
This is beautiful.
This is worthy.
This is not.
The more things we build, collect and wrap fences around (fences of steel, fences of words, fences of imagination), the more we seem to separate.
This from that.
His from hers.
Us from them.
Ourselves from ourselves.
Maybe it’s the stripping away of things that finally reveals the truth about beauty, about unity.
About the illusions of bodies and fences and time.
Beauty existed before there were things to be labeled as beautiful.
Before there were things to be taken, divided or denied.
Surely she exists long after things (and bodies and fences) have gone away.
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