Human beings created numbers, alphabets, codes, languages and sciences to satisfy their need for expression, structure and organization primarily. We divided the world into regions, hemispheres, poles, so much so that we drew up imaginary lines to give sense to the world and its phenomena.
Human history upon closer inspection will show that the progress of human mind was very sequential, wouldn't have been possible without Divine intervention. As we progressed, our need for understanding of systems developed with us. Rightfully so we have an insatiable thirst for reason, system and some form of classification as per our own standards, as flawed as they maybe.
This world is a dynamic flux of growth and decay, never will human beings in whatever time, be able to unveil all the mysteries, and secrets of the world, even though human race has been on the planet for trillions of years.
When we define things we separate them into discrete parts, even though the world is continuous, a seamless cloth. Once we name an object it becomes manageable, controllable, un-elusive, losing its mystery and independence and thus open to exploitation. What you don't know, scares you, therefore fear is nothing but your lack of knowledge.
To define gives people the illusion of power and control while falsifying the boundlessness and indivisibility of nature, making it quiet banal. The human nature to define, label and systemize therefore barricades them from the fluidity of thought and invincibility of themselves and nature. We're caught in own fabrication of standards and definition. We're either wrong or right, it's either yes or no, it's either my way or the highway, seldom a middle more fluid, less rigid part we opt for. We limit ourselves in order to understand ourselves, and when we fail to classify our being, we end up losing our wits, succumbing into our own pressure and inhibiting ourselves.
There are people and events which can never be classified or labeled as much as we like them to be. They baffle us, and refuse to be what the world wants them to be, due to its sheer insecurities and complexities. Free spiritedness generally doesn't gel with most. When we label, we basically give a name to our own insecurities.
The less viscous the liquid, the more it flows into dimensions that viscous liquid will never know of. So exist as you want to, with who you want to, uninhibited, with a clear conscience. The only responsibility you have is towards yourself and select few you care for. This world is your canvas; so paint as you may.
OVOT
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