The crossing of a border is a sacred act, a transgression representing a metamorphosis from one state to another. To most, borders represent the barriers between nations, or states, the crossing between one civilization and another. But there are many more borders in our everyday lives. The crossing of the threshold from within your home to without it. The crossing from a street to inside an apartment building to inside a singular apartment, and in reverse. But most borders are not physical objects, until we bring them into being. Without a human mind, there are no borders anywhere. One world stretches and encompasses everything. It is us who gives borders their significance and power. Borders are not just for people either, but ideas. There are borders of the mind that welcome you across, and borders that bar your entry. Thoughts come to us unbidden across closed borders, but so too much mental borders be crossed in order to grow and learn.
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