Borders 2 min read
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Borders

I create boundaries, therefore I am This is the story of mankind Since it's the story of man's mind

By Tomas A Krag (TT)

Fines crea, ergo sum

I will tolerate the intolerable but never intolerance
Venerate the irreverent, but never with violence
I'll open my door to your knocks,
But if instead you throw rocks,
I'll stand up an fight you with vehemence

I create boundaries, therefore I am

This is the story of mankind
Since it's the story of man's mind

We are tribal at heart
Seek out those that think alike
From other tribes we keep apart
You drive a car, while I ride a bike

Oh to be a globetrotter of the mind
Ever seeking out new spaces
Oh to never be one of a kind
But to cross into new places

To breathe the rarefied air
of a foreign state of mind
To search now for something rare
And hope that when we find it it is kind

Only then can we be truly free
When we force ourselves to see
That there and here are different as can be
But only in reaching out can I truly be me

I cross borders, therefore I am
Ego fines traicere, ergo sum

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Fines crea, ergo sum

I create boundaries, therefore I am

This is the story of mankind
Since it's the story of man's mind

We are tribal at heart
Seek out those that think alike
From other tribes we keep apart
You drive a car, while I ride a bike

With open arms I invite you inside
You may cross the border into my life
I ask only that you remember in who's life you reside
It's my heart, don't take it with strife

I will tolerate the intolerable but never intolerance
Venerate the irreverent, but never with violence
I'll open my door to your knocks,
But if instead you throw rocks,
I'll stand up an fight you with vehemence

While I always will share
That which makes me me
I want, no need, you to care
For to be me, I must also be free

There is no life without borders
There is no strife without borders

I walk to the very edge of existence.
Metaphorically of course
I'm much too tired to walk that far literally

I walk to the edge of existence
I seek the borders of my limitation
I step towards the edge of comfort
I wonder where I meet my inhibition

The border is beautiful,
bright and bountiful,
one step beyond my boundaries, barely bend bravery
but bravely bounce too far and be bruised beyond bearably
Is it better to build barricades to protect my buttery ego
Or be barely brave enough to breech the borders of my mind.

These limits we set are so much a part of who we are
They define us as individuals, as members of a family, members of a tribe (or more than one?), as part of a people, a nation, a religion, a team.

At the same time, al human growth stems from stepping over those same borders.

We call them borders
We name them boundaries
We pronounce them frontiers
or limits
brinks, rims, verges, fringes
bounds, edges or just "here be dragons"