The Wall

Walls are just stuck there. Immobile, one dimensional, passive.

Rubbish.

They are alive and all around us. They are outside and inside.
They form the inside - they define the outside.
 They can be at once forbidding and tantalising. They hold secrets.
They invite and engage enemies and allies alike.
They defend - they beckon.
They are my canvas.

Walls are athletes. They are agile and dynamic.

We often don't think about them like that because we don't often think about them like that.
Performing vital tasks - buildings to live and work in - demarcating land.
Secure and partitioned spaces. A major part of our lives. We make them.

They're a lot more present than we may think.

They exist in software, technology, engineering and every known physics and science.
In biology they are capiliaries - the ducts that enable life itself.
They point out the foundations of every structure known to man.
They are the canvas of our human endeavour.

They represent the assets of establishment and success. They are our castles.
The laminin to all our efforts. They defines the shapes and sizes of our imaginations.
The wall has exceptional characteristics. It's written and crafted on. It is canvas for unlimited creativity.

A wall is never a barrier but always a summons to creativity.

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