It's not that we can't name things, we can and do. It's not that we can't distinguish discrete objects, we can and do. It's that we should know that this is a mental process, and out there in the actual natural world, these objects are not separate from the rest of things. If you are in the universe, you are subject to the entire universe, because you *are* the entire universe. What happened during the Big Bang has determined how your life goes more than what you studied in school does. Both of them are part of your life story.
When it comes down to it, delineating lines in time and space cannot be drawn. Well then can in a theoretical way, but they do not actually correspond to what we call objects. Let's say you identify a point is space as the exact center of the moon, then define the moon as the space contained by a sphere with radius R from that point. But then an asteroid comes and lands on the moon and creates a crater and a little bump on the surface that exceeds the sphere. Is that part of the moon?
I actually find the angle of time even more compelling. With any object, ask, when did it comes into existence? Let's use my own self. People who have argued about abortion know, to each side's chagrin, just how arbitrary the beginning of something so fundamental to most people as human life is. Does it start at birth? How do we define that? The moment the baby's feet clear the birth canal? The moment the umbilical cord is cut? Who does not see that this is a random caprice? What about at conception, the zygote? If leaving the birth canal was arbitrary, this is still more so. Zygotes are formed and quickly die all the time. We do not weep for this "massacre," yet these are all "human" in some sense. Catholics go ever further and consider semen to be essentially human life, as I understand it. But why not go a step even further, and consider the testes which make sperm to be human lives in their own right? And what about the food the man eats to construct these cells? Is a drop in sperm count the same as a drop in human population?
So I ask, when did your life begin as a person? When your father's food was reconstituted into a sperm cell? When that sperm cell was ejaculated into your mother? When it fertilized your mother's egg? When the subsequent fetus had a heartbeat? When the subsequent baby first cried? When your first memory occurred? When you became "fully" conscious around, usually, age 12? Not till this very moment? When?
It's cool to name things. We all have our names. But what power do these names have over true existence? God is unnamable. What mere name could describe him? What mere definition could encompass him?
As to perspective, there is no such thing as a faulty one. Every perspective exists; that is all the validation it needs to be considered legitimate. Existence, as ever, is the key. Consider the drunk who sees double. In what real sense is he not really seeing double? He in fact is. Calling his experience false is like calling the sunshine false.
My outlook is simple: look to the present. When you are hungry, if you find yourself going to the cupboard for a sandwich, make if, eat it. Be mindful while you do so; don't distract yourself with the TV or a million other things. For me, awareness is synonymous with holiness. Existence is holy - what need do we have then for escapism, or for fear, or for distraction? I cannot be bored as long as I am alive. I cannot be afraid if I know I cannot be hurt and I cannot die. This is the message of my belief: faith is knowledge, and knowledge is faith. Nothing can be known as I have said, yet we go on knowing anyway. It seems as though nothing should exist, yet there it is anyway. A miracle.