Looking down on Earth, the Apollo astronauts marveled at the beauty of our home planet. From this distance, they said, there were no national boundaries. Mankind was united in its common occupancy of a blue oasis, floating ceaselessly in an infinite void.
What they could not see was the boundaries of the heart, the love and hate that moves men to do what we do, to advance our own interests, to get what we do not have, or do not deserve.
The lines dividing nation from nation would not exist if human beings did not believe that they must. But believe, we must.
The imposition of boundaries from our deepest desires means nothing to the universe. It moves along, organically, blindly without us, and if all of humanity disappeared today, the universe would not care. It would not know. It would not even begin to perceive.
We perceive for the universe. We impose our will upon it. We impose our hurt, our sadness, our fears, our insecurities, upon electronic fields made real.
The lines that divide us start with each of us, and they end when our hearts change, for the better.
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