Obfuscating Distinctions

It's really not as if there could ever possibly be solidarity among human beings, but I'll venture to ascertain some insight via further rambling anyway.
From what little I know, I'd say that as the individual loses clarity of self, it should also be understood that in the very next breath he must lose clarity of perception of others. One's understanding of one's self is essential to his/her understanding of others.

The other, after all, occupies the same vessel; can feel the same feelings and see the same sights. This is all too often convoluted by the inherent distinction made by the left brain's cyclical, isolationist survival logic. "I must survive. I am." is not likely something an enlightened Taoist monk would say. Why? Besides the neurological distinction that has been visibly recorded in their minds as they reach their 'Nirvana' state of consciousness by essentially "turning off" their left brain, it's because the truest thing that ever was or will be is that the deepest layers of our anatomy, the most profound reaches of our depth of thought are all somehow woven into a nearly incomprehensible fabric that allows for all of the above, and much more.
To distinguish a tapestry's forms, we rely almost solely on colors, vision. It would seem that the tapestry of existence simply has many more facets, but at its very quantum level it is stitched using the exact same material.

I'll try to illuminate my point by summarizing with a final note:
Ask yourself what it would feel like to see through the eyes of the person whom you hate. Do they not breathe as you breathe? Do they not hope as you hope? When they sit down after whatever they would consider to be a 'long day', do they not long for comfort and company as every conceivable human being has done since the beginning of time? Am I not made of what you are made of?

Furthermore (the weeds await you):
Do you know what it feels like to move your cells? Do you tell your heart to beat? Do you command your shoes to move, or do they do so by their general proximity to your feet? Does the grass know it's growing? Does it know it's like a tree? Do I know I'm you? Do you know you're me?
Even things that are inanimate have come from knowable physical forms; stones, minerals, liquids - some even essential for our livelihood - all from one single place...this planet. The starting point of most people's entire frame of reference.
Step out further:
The same molecules that make up the water in your glass are those that compromise the water in your body. Is that not the same material for the tapestry? Is carbon not carbon? Is hydrogen not hydrogen? Where does it begin? Where does it end? Physically speaking, it really doesn't, or it doesn't matter if it does. Where does a sphere end and begin? It's one thing. It's everything.
YOU are a part of that everything.
If there were an observer on the outside looking in, would they not say that the air inside the bubble is the bubble? Could this form exist without all its components?

The materials that make up all things are the materials that make up you.
And me.
And everything.

Ponder on this with utmost consideration, and when you feel you understand, ask yourself this final question:
"Do I know how I shine the sun?"

Your answer should be the same as when asked about your beating heart.

"I just do."