Boundaries and possible maps...

Maps are determined by boundaries which are so much loved by human beings: nowadays boundaries are so numerous, physical, digital, signaled on maps, experimented or infringed to discover what lies beyond…

When we cross a boundary, a new world is opening to us, sometimes we feel lost  or unlike, completely at ease: we smell out the new adventure, the new knowledge, the perfume of this “new land”.

In general living beings loves to define territories, is a way to feel safe , to protect themselves, just to mention some possibilities.   I quote Robert Ardrey*, follow the link to read the wonderful  Of men and mockinbirds from the Territorial imperative.

“The survival value that territory brings to a species varies as widely as do the opportunities of species themselves. In some it offers security from the predator, in others security of food supply. In some its chief value seems the selection of worthy males for reproduction, in some the welding together of a group, and in many, like sea birds, the prime value seems simply the excitement and stimulation of border quarrels. And there are many species, of course, for which the territorial tie would be a handicap to survival. Grazing animals for the most part must move with the season’s grass. Elephant herds acknowledge no territorial bond, but move like fleets of old gray galleons across the measureless African space. The gorilla, too, is a wanderer within a limited range who every night must build a new nest wherever his search for food may take him…”

It seems to be the law of Nature.

But crossing a boundary it means also  traveling, phisically and mentally.  And traveling leads to journeys.

And journeys can tell and create disorganized ways to write the stories on the diary of your life: as you were not supposed to have a final precise destination. Many times we believe  things we do in life appear to have no order: they look like Journeys inside other Journeys , creating the huge puzzle of our lives.

I like to cross physically the boundaries each nation created, and see how we are restricting our actions across a line; ridiculous. 


 And how we created mental barriers with believes that act like filters; if we feel and firmly believe that something is true, we act communicating to our brain that truth.

All these barriershave been  imposed by the same human species: I imagine the perfume of the Earth, lost in time, when no human was imposing is power on it; you can imagine it too…no needs to leave.

*http://www.ditext.com/ardrey/imperative/1.html  Robert Ardrey (born October 16, 1908, Chicago, Illinois—died January 14, 1980, South Africa) was an American playwright and screenwriter who returned to his academic training in anthropology and the behavioral sciences in the 1950s