Black: The self. The membrane that separates the will to power from the resources it craves is the most important boundary to guard. When you die, the entire universe goes dark. 



Blue: A pair. Subject and Observer, an Experiment and their Creator, a Master and Apprentice. All attention focused by a lens on a single point outside oneself. The wall that separates the cloistered study from the noise of the world outside is the most important boundary to guard.



Red: A gang. Gang gang. As many people as you can personally know, clasp hands with, have known since childhood days. Tied up in each other’s shit so much betrayal is self-harm. Love and hatred are the most powerful forces in existence. We already know where the line is here, and what happens when you cross it.



White: Society. Whatever that means to whoever invokes it. The People. The Volk. Citizens. God’s Children. The Free World. This sharp line can stretch and twist to any dimension, in any direction at any velocity, so it is the perfect omniweapon. A sword \*and\* a shield. Such a weapon, with infinite weight and infinite elasticity, demands infinite energy and infinite motor control to even be wielded. It can only be wielded by the millions within it along its length. In any event, all people who have ever lived are accounted for along the boundary of this metal edge, inside or out.



Green: The entire world, including the oceans of the cosmos that spill out from it. There is no boundary. There are no boundaries. There never were any boundaries. Come, and join the flow. Actually- just stop swimming against it.

The Scope of Each Color’s World