The lands of the Earth have no lines or boundaries but the lines and boundaries that have been invented, claimed, bought, owned, traded, stolen, walled, flagged, idealized, patriotized, and foreignized; and that are patrolled, policed, regulated, battled, and lawed to keep them present.  When you fly over the land, there is land, and there are people who live on the land.  When you look at the Whole Earth, there is land and there is Sea.

There is a house in Ohio and the house has a yard and fellows that are real tired come walking by all the time and never does a fellow who is passing by stop and take a sit in that yard.  It is a nice yard with good looking grass. Whenever a fellow looks at the yard, they think, without knowing it, ‘why, that yard is somebody else’s yard.  That is private property.  I can’t go on that land and that grass and stop.  But there are three pieces of land that the city calls parks.  I am allowed to go on that land to sit on that grass and stop.  It’d be something awfully strange for the man with the house to come to his house and for me to be sitting in that grass, but it is not so strange when the man with the house steps up and walks by me in the park when i am in the park and sitting on that grass.’

This seems true.  This is what the man was born into.  It’s natural.  That’s why there are battalions of police keeping everyone off of everything…because it’s natural.