The Barrier

The barrier is whole. 

It was simply always there. Accepted, respected, and always deemed to be yet another fact of reality. 

Invisible, subtle, transparent, it neither strives nor intends to protect or defend.

Just another window, just another wall. 

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For once, the Creator deems that despite the infinity that is possessed within the small world, it's not enough. Create something here, twist something there, the freedom is lacking and far too raw. The potential is unending. The imagination is raw, dynamic, and yet not quite enough. The sword is sharp and keen. The pen does not err in its ink. But the reality is kind, giving, and complaisant.

Nothing to rebel against,

Nothing to resist,

Nothing to challenge, oppose, or defy. 

For once, liberty is a wall.

[...]

Just another window, just another wall.