Thoughts on Edges
I think it stems from fear; from a desire to be. Fear builds edges, as much as hurt builds walls and tall towers. Fear creates boundaries, perimeters, meticulous air-tight containers to keep the in in, and the out out. In a world of people who wish to live like vapors, floating, formless, becoming part of everything they touch, there is no conviction for the separate or the confined. But I for one, do not wish to become part of the things I touch. I do not wish to have my outsides cut so that my insides spread, pieces into smaller pieces until everything is unrecognizable and undefined.
I am the sum of my parts, and edges do not cage me.
Vapors fail to see that it is a shell that gives them form, weight, a body, a concrete, unquestionable, tangible division from the rest of all creation; the gift of shape. It assumes that because it is floating, it is free. Yet it fails to see that it lives in a world of edges. That our universe is a set of Russian dolls, all stacked into one another. It has places where the water meets the shore, the mountains meet the sky, places where clouds and heavens collide, the wall of asteroids around us, the limits of our solar system, our galaxy, the fringes of space and time; the universe has an edge, the line where the real separates from the beyond. And all the stars and planets rub like bodies against the blankets of gravity, sliding, stacking, intertwining, but never fusing, just as lovers may kiss and hold, and dance, and stack, and mingle and slide. Even in their most intimate moments, no amount of hand holding or pelvic thrusting can make their bodies one. I do not wish to become my lover.
My body was made by the compression of parts. Billions of little pieces so tightly pressed that they became one, just as the sand and dirt, and flaky dandruff-like bits of the earth can be smashed, and heated, and pressed, held together so tight that they become the mountains, boulders, and stones. A stone is the sum of its parts. It is a body, in space, with edges, like me.
