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We have no rights

You raise up your head
And you ask, “Is this where it is?”
And somebody points to you and says
“It’s his”
And you say, “What’s mine?”
And somebody else says, “Where what is?”
And you say, “Oh my God
Am I here all alone?”

- Bob Dylan, Ballad Of A Thin Man

What's mine? Well, what indeed is? As a matter of fact, what's ours? How does it become ours? In the politics of grabbing to keep, this becomes a pivotal moral question. Furthermore, what should we be able to expect without question and pay back to the givers in person-to-person, customer-to-company and inter-family relations?

In all the demands we make with these, there are never rules set. They are always based on reciprocationkinda like if-we're-in-this-together-it-has-to-be-give-and-take. Kinda like we just go with the natural limits of how far we can go with how much we are getting back, and we do that with equal sanctity for the other person's kickbacks as much as we protect ours with. That's fair and easy. Of course, all this includes the dynamics of sacrifice, love, affection and heart as well, wherever applicable.

Our disagreements of whose line ought to be drawn where, and what infringes into which (and whose) right, are natural and shapes how we view the world. It also changes our ideas about how it should be viewed in the best interest of everybody. Our interests are all intertwined. The isolation we live in these days is a fantasy that we're strangely affording ourselves that doesn't exist. We need each other to become ourselves. If we actually had no one in this non-existent isolated fantasy, we'll all be a bunch of absolute no ones.
This means that we are what we are to each other, for each other and for ourselves. That's a mighty fine line to balance, but an essential trait of a human society. We're not at war with anybody who's more right. We're at war within ourselves, exactly like how we play fantasy games on our smart devices with  no consequence, and the fervour we play them with (which comes with that very consequence). There's always a reset to beginning button and we continue playing again if we die, in any case.

This war is our raison d'etre even if we choose to choose a million other raison d'etres. We're born with it. We ignore it at our risk. We enjoy it with the growing benefit of actually co-creating our world, and welcoming the same co-creation into our lives as we move farther away from being no ones to becoming someones (all of us) who  have some use to somebody at least . If we insert selfish motives in this equation, we betray the very source of them. The only reason we would selfishly assert ourselves is because we have disconnected ourselves from network of constantly co-creating the world around us and ourselves;our purpose loses its ecosystem and, in effect, loses its purpose, as a result of which it force-finds a new purpose and uses threats as a means for survival. It's an all but natural reaction. Give it its original ecosystem and you'll lose the need to be selfish.

We have no rights. We only think we have them.When we reattach our roots, our rights fall out of place. Instead, we have a role to find a place in our ecosystem, that connects with the exact similar roles that everyone else has as well.

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