when the seigneurs of your elmentary school classroom, and of your household, and in society taught you to shun the ugliness without and rejoice in beauty within, that is obviously a fat, dark lie they expect children to swallow for their own gains--
I had an epiphany yesterday, that they might have been talking about city walls, when they spew out terms such as "within, without". kingdoms, realms, neighbourhood, nations, ideologies, classes, castes, masters and slaves.
the idea is that of a mural crown --- the city, if you are with us and our ideological dictator, you are good; I am going to bludeon you to death with my petite civic sceptre otherwise, you " ugly animals", "barbarians", " evil men", that is without us but ask for entry inside, which is unthinkable. Nothing good comes without, and always good and beautiful things within resides.
and if they suspect traitors or spies during war times or when war is close, they frequently blow the whistle against each other out of stress.."look! this one is rotten from within, even if he fares well without. then we should toss him out of walls of our cities and leave him to his kin and his own devices; heathens, beasts, bad weather and cavemen, and see if he can still make use of his apparent virtues and good nature from WITHOUT US. how can anyone be good if he is not one of us? you know. I know."
this part about civic life never changes since antiquity. why would anyone go to the country if they were not so sick of these primitive thinking sycophants, cowards and libelists?

the boundaries.

the boundaries between flesh and spirit does not exist. I tore them down long ago and replaced them with a coursing sunflower-wheel, I do not know much about everlasting colours or shapes, vapours them; but fragrance is immanent and indestructible.
joyful would be owned by those who explore the beauty lying in the vast region without them,  with neither fear nor anxiety. joyful wisdom and gains in science be theirs.
woeful be those who cling their beauty within, their petty terrestrial morals and wisdoms---over land interests and racial prejudice by which I mean...and call all things external or unfamiliar to them evil and malformed. bigotted nightly onanists. dreaming in a dark dream in a cave devoid of information of light without. even if thou wouldst go against the grain and be a cave delver like me, well, do not bring a candle, but an emergency electric torch and a load of batteries, preferrably can be recharged by converting mechanical energy derived from pressing a big panel that functions like a bellows-button. I was obessed with those when I was an adolescent.

Audentem Forsque Venusque juvant.
Fortune and true love favour the bold.

the cosmos-farer ! genius gatherer! galaxy hopping, run run run runaway home! (昔のアニメ版のうる星やつらのedのパクリです)
beware of the evil-eye (see wiki, wikiに参照 "evil eye")
traveller, and fare thee well outside the tiny human enclose, beyond all the pale.

What fear has Man from without, while the flower bloomst?
What fear, when the flower canst bloom?
What fear, verily,
When the Flower is the All-Mighty Conqueror, forever radiant and undecaying…against Space, against Time?