The world keeps shrinking behind walls and fences. They are no longer built to protect us from danger, but to limit how we move, how we meet, how we change our lives.

And while they rise, fear rises with them — fear of each other, fear that divides us far more deeply than any border. But can we really say we don’t need these barriers? Is it foolish to stay open, to let others come close to our things, our stories, our souls? So we build walls — the solid ones and the invisible ones — hoping they will keep the unknown at a distance. Yet in the end, it doesn’t matter which side of the fence you stand on. You are still confined. You are still held in place.