Blur: (v) to make or become unclear or less distinct.
“Blurring the lines.”
It is a phrase used to characterize the alleged growing ambiguity between right and wrong.
It is a way for those who believe they’ve cornered the market on purity to lament the intrusion of foreign ideas.
Are we really blurring the lines, or are we just admitting that there are no lines?
After all, is life really a bounty of boundaries, which when crossed, transform us into different creatures? Or are there wide-open spaces and boxes?
And what is the purpose of wide open spaces?
Why do we insist that being free-thinking is better, while simultaneously decrying those visionary concepts which are contrary to the status quo?
After all, most of the things that exist in the panorama of our daily viewing would have been impossible to achieve if someone had not objected to the prevailing offering.
Which came first? Glue, paper clip or staple? It’s a rather easy answer, isn’t it? You can see the progression. First we tried glue, which didn’t stick; then we attached a paper clip, which slipped–and we finally arrived at the staple, which literally fastened a solution.
If we’re going to believe in lines, we will have to stay within them. To do so, we must make sure that we are completely comfortable and joyous within the limits of our enclosure.
And we also had better confirm that we’re not claustrophobic when our compartment starts filling up with conformists.
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