Fear

Is fear/time the recognition that you are not in motion? That your intention manifests a predefined destiny? Are you recognizing your loss of free will within the context of time? Is fear the understanding that your perception is polarizing your one true intention and you are choosing to chase a future of permanence you will never reach? Does thought bring fear? Or does fear illuminate thought? Is fear bringing us to understand our thoughts of a polarized perception in which we attach to everything? In which we create movement in everything for comparison in order to maintain permanence?

Is fear the “stretching” of time? When we create more space and distance in our perceptions? Is it the alert mechanism which we can use to free us from our perceived separateness? Does it bring us to understand the chasing point we have distanced ourselves from? Will it allow us the opportunity to recognize that everything lives in the moment as a part of us? A part of our perception of reality? Can fear free us from time? Free us from polarized thought and perception? Attachment and the continuity of perceived permanence?

Is death the ultimate fear as it is the ultimate chasing point back to birth which creates the perception of continuity of our life, who we are? The timeline of our perceived existence? Does fear lead us away from death, or does it lead us towards it so that we may be unified? Like a rubber band, is time not stretched out from birth out and back to itself, death, as a polarized state of birth? Is fear not the return to a unified state through the collapse of polarity? Is “facing fear” not just bringing about collapse of a polarized perception?

Is fear the indicator of annihilation of self/ perception through the awareness and reconciliation of the unity of polarized states? Does then fear not turn to bliss? And bliss into fear? Can we live this fear without judgement? Fully awake to its exhilarating properties like riding a rollercoaster? Riding death to the collapse of our creations? Riding death on the wings of birth to the apex of our creations? Riding death as birth at the inception of our creations? Is fear death? Death as death? Death as life? Death as creation; and death as the entropy of creation? Can we make fear our companion on our journey from inception to fulfillment? Can we engender fear to lead us to create and guide us to release our attachment to said creation?

Will we feel fear differently when we stop resisting it’s movement to nothing? The ultimate fear is fear of the unknown, the collapse of our creation, our embodiment of life, back into a formless unified state which we cannot touch. This is fear. Fear is love. How we feel fear depends on our resistance to our return to love. Love is felt as fear and fear is felt as love… it is only our perception of that exhilaration which dictates which we will feel and experience in our increasingly relative reality. Fear and love are like the blossom of a flower bud. The one exhilarating movement which pushes this expression into flower and back to seed for another expression to be born. From its experience within that expression a new type of seed is manifest, with new information and coding, life yielding to death and death bringing a new form of life. The ouroboros watched through the illusion of movement in the perception of time.