The borders that defined the differences and demarcated the boundaries of thoughts somehow picked up on my confusion. One side preached doctrines of separate state, the other unity in diversity.  Muddling my way through extreme thoughts, I swayed based on my mood, sometimes here, other times there.  Like different flavors, variety of colors , I could change my lenses and observe. The zooming in and out colored my perception. But it failed to convince and convert. Maybe the lenses were inferior. Or it could just have been flawed philosophies.