How can I think inside the box when I can’t see a box?
All I see are these imaginary boundaries we put around ourselves and others.
They are shaped by who we think we are.
They encompass what we believe.
They attempt to define us
The universe we believe in
And who we see ourselves and all else as being within these contexts
But these boundaries
These imaginary walls
Are different for everyone
Even within well defined groups
They are ever so unique
So sure, put all the boundary type boxes together into their imaginary spot on some sort of graph and maybe the entire thing could be construed as a very abstract shape. But I doubt a box like shape at all. Maybe a quadrillion sided shape of some sort.
With all sides made up of thin wisps of air that create a small ripple right at the edge.
So imperceptible how could you call it any shape at all really?
That’s the supposed box? I guess if so I fit in there. Just like every single other all of us does.
After all, even in the context of said “box”, we are all stuck in this together. Why we can’t learn to use that as a positive is besides me. Use our differences as a force to help us survive as a race of people; on our beautiful planet with all of our however many different and unique individuals.
That’s how I see it.
Is there really a box to begin with?