We are people so arranged that we like to create lines, borders.
When they are created, we can breathe a sigh of relief. We look at the fruit of our hands and we have a sense of accomplishment.
The boundaries that we contemplate are different; they always attract our attention. The border of good and evil, the border of cold and heat, the border of life and death, the border of the color palette, the border of salty and sweet, can be enumerated …
