One day when Luke was being chased by two FBI men with .45s he came to a cliff and leapt off, just catching the roof to a wild vine twenty yards below the ridge and dangling there. Looking down, he saw fifty feet below six policemen with machine-guns, mace, tear gas canisters and two armored cars. Just above him he saw two mice, one white and one black, beginning to gnaw away at the vine to which he clung. Suddenly he saw just in front of of him a cluster of luscious ripe strawberries. ‘Ah,’ he said. ‘A new option.’
Barrier x Barricade x Partition dividing a pathway and creating a subconscious choice in the mind of the pedestrian. Capacity for choice and opportunity for its creation in everything.