Outlines

We spend our whole lives planning and mapping how our future should be. I think organization holds importance in today's society. We tend to outline. But not just from an organizational standpoint - we outline everything. The floors are tiled, our pictures are squared, our houses are panelled. We confine things to elementary shapes; squares, circles, triangles. They float through life unnoticed, yet we have our lives to thank for their stability. Blind people rely on the touch of a figure for guidance, we trace the lines for stencils, and our very grip is determined by the outline of an object. But what if this changed? What if a side of the square was uplifted? We'd have three incomplete lines, awaiting closure. We'd be waiting. I think the reason we like to confine life into basic shapes is because the object's meaning can become obscure. A pillow, may appear as a soft support for your head during rest to some, but to others memories elaborate on this definition - making the rectangle a safer option. A bed can be welcoming to many individuals, however for myself, I dread getting in between the sheets, because I know what to expect. I know to expect about six relentless hours of staring at the ceiling and two hours waking up screaming with tears racing down my cheeks. With all these built up definitions, objects lose their meaning and even their purpose - they become imaginary. So what happens when physical existence isn't enough to provide an understanding? What happens when we just don't know? A name always helps, but a title doesn't offer an explanation. In a world of subjectivity, do we rely on shapes to confirm something's existence?