In Hatred of BordersBorders have various forms. Some begin with the crude, physical form of barbed wire, and end with the very limits of a soul. The deadliest frontiers are the prisons we carry inside us where ever we go, the cages that hold our buried grudges that wait patiently for the right time to build more walls and spawn more grudges. Originally, borders were a way to determine how to serve justice and to preserve freedoms, but now instead they serve to build the