i'm still thinking about borders and skin and how things relate. borders are unnatural, even the ones that follow rivers. those borders aren't borders, they flow with, and do not separate, life. the idea that politics makes borders that divide and separate, and conquer, is the dead reliquary of empirical hubris, of lust for control money and power. borders are the death of freedom and the death of species. borders are skin perpetually broken, like the legacies of perpetually breaking war, like rivers dammed or walled seas. people need freedom to move like water needs to flow and skin needs to breathe. good old boy clinton felt the need to build the wall when he made the border a wall of free trade, and heir trump is the legacy of that legacy, the same old hateful profitcy. it's an evil skin trade we got going on here in the land of the democratic wall of hegemonic freedom.

i've just read that more people go south of the border for affordable health care than seek asylum in the land of freedom of profit over all. that's freedom to leave and seek health, a better more viable option than what is commonly available here inside the great wall.