Between the Territory of Truth and the Territory of Falsity you will find the Border Question. It fences off one from the other, but only at certain times when the question rushes headlong into answers and convictions of all sorts. It can also challenge them and turn them upside-down, reimagine them or deny them altogether in favor of something more favorable, worthier of favor, more worth our day and our blood, it cuts or divides one from the other and makes each cut into or penetrate the other and spew its powers into the other’s belly, thereby making an offspring of the two camps, a veritable-mendacious Montague-Capulet. On the border there is the cut, the divide, the cutting into, the challenging, the interpenetration, the redefining and the denying all at once. At their respective edges, where they meet, truth and falsity are synthesized into what demands them both, into what needs them both.
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