Fear
is the only
antithesis
of love.

The duality
of existence,
the first
enlightenment.

Relativity,
an older
nascent.

Experience/Time
creates,
and this
changes everything.

We're in shades
of grey, eh?

Or,
more subtly
triunes.

Past, present, future.
Birth, experience, summation.

Without fear,
we would only
love.

A rock
requires
time
to be
a part
of the landscape.