Barriers set up by us. Boundaries. Artificial or natural, it is us, who define them.
From time to time we stumble upon them, when walking new paths. Some boundaries are – our own creations, others – those of others. Which one you’d prefer? Certainly it’s better when what stops you – your own limits. Physical, or moral or religious, anything really…Everyone has got different limits and that’s natural – everyone is different.
Does it hurt when you hit someone else’s barrier? Sure it does. Is there an alternative? A way to avoid collision? Doubt that there is…The very point of a boundary is – you hit it, because you don’t see it! But isn’t it the way to learn – to run against the walls and take upon the bruises from the clash?
“The more we live, the more we learn, the more we know…”
Killing has its boundary. The amount of hate or frustration one has defines how far one can go. I’ve witnessed how such boundaries gets moved out of proportion under certain circumstances.
It happened when I graduated from school; there was that war in Afghanistan. Due to compulsory military service my male classmates had to go through that rigorous soldier's duty…Few never returned. Those who came back, changed. We talked. They described how terrifying it was – to do your first killing. After the first one next has been easier and so was every next shot. The barrier of killer’s brute appeared to get broaden and there were no more moral stopper to kill a human. Most of them ended up as bouncers, or body guards for the mafia’s big men. Only few choose civil professions. Once stretched, boundaries almost impossible to narrow back down.
Animals kill without hesitation – their boundaries lies very wide, limited only by the fear of starvation – natural boundary.
If somebody will ask me “…could I kill someone for real?”
My answer would probably be – it depends on what limits that person has. I would like to hope that theirs boundaries would not be natural like those of animals, but more of – moral, set up by human, about human, for human. Killers simply unable to comprehend and control their instincts – how then they different from animals?...
Love has its boundary too. Despite of millions of famous quotes about “unlimited love”, still – I believe that you can only love that much – as much as you are able to give. When you've got nothing left to give, a glass wall of sympathy will be built.
And the mime will never get through.
There are so many boundaries in our lives. It would be good to know them, although no one does and I think - no one ever will. You can try in order to learn or you can just learn it from the others, who already have experience in crossing. Either way - it is - your responsibility and it will be you to stand in front of the judge when you violate your boundaries.
Your desire for an illusion is like a wing.
This wing will take you to Reality ...
Preserve the wing; do not feed the desire
this wing of desire will take you to Paradise.
People think they are enjoying themselves:
in reality they are tearing their wings apart for the sake of an imaginary form… [Rumi]