Oh wonderful non-binary world

Do you have many friends?

The answer to this question will be different for each person.

The concept of “friend” means something different to each person.

For me, all those friends with whom I exchanged words at least once.

A very low entry threshold, you might think...

You've been talking to one person since you were in diapers, you accidentally crossed paths with another in line for the toilet... and both of them are your friends?

Yes.

With one person I can discuss feminism and the Rick and Morty series.

Constantly arguing with someone else over Starbucks coffee and listening to vinyl records.

With another I can discuss hormonal problems, growing up and lock myself in a cozy underground, discussing the notes of a madman that everyone should bring to the next meeting.

There are those with whom you can feel nostalgic about the WOW pirates, there are those who will not understand this nostalgia.

There are friends with whom I have been communicating since childhood, and the thematic river of conversations with this person throughout my life has changed from a river to a small trickle or even one drop.

There are friends about whom I wrote libels in the form of a fairy tale.

But here's something to think about...

Do you have any close friends who have disappeared somewhere over time?

A childhood friend or girlfriend you grew up with disappears from your life one day.

Sound familiar? I think yes to many.

We still call friends people with similar characteristics, similar vectors of development and interests.

We both listen to jazz, we both love tea, we have an interest in documentaries about Austria-Hungary - we are friends.

What could go wrong?

My theory is that we live in different worlds.

Each of us is born with our own unique brain, set of genes, eye color... number of chromosomes.

Subsequently, everyone acquires their own beliefs, political views, tastes in food, and we all begin to love Starbucks coffee.

School introduces us to some people, work introduces us to others, and we wait for help with others while in a burning metro station.

Even if we find something in common, this does not mean that we live in the same reality.

You don't have to look far for examples.

A man's enemies are his household

The life of people with different experiences, people of different generations within the same family, one apartment is always difficult and almost always filled with emptiness (the novel “Fathers and Sons” told us about this at one time).

But if we draw the same line further... then in everyone’s life there will be girls with whom they may have had very close friendships. Friendship between organisms, for example (Sorry).

Then there was a separation, and oblivion set in.

You never met again, although you saw each other a thousand times, visited the same places, went to the same cafe, drank the same coffee (from Starbucks), but never crossed paths again.

And now the moment in the article has come where everything becomes clear to you.

Life is a layer cake. People live in different layers, and set up connections between these layers like cream in Napoleon.

If a person selects a different layer, they may lose contact with you and the layers you selected.

To build a layer cake in which these layers do not intersect or conflict is the task of a harmonious society.

Build your life in such a way as to isolate yourself from this society and live in it at the same time.

Oh wonderful non-binary world - this is about the fact that a layer cake cannot be only bad or only good. That someone can only be a friend, and someone can only be an enemy.

People should move freely between layers and choose what is close to them and their nature and perhaps not close to yours.