Hate is fear rationalized. Hate is fear acted upon.
Hate is the belief that fear is finite; that if I bestow some of my fear on you, I am unburdened.
But that is a lie.
Fear isn’t of this universe. It doesn’t live by the E=mc2 paradigm. Fear has limitless potential for growth.
Any more than I can relieve myself of a pestilence by giving it to you, my fear remains and may even grow when I pass it along.
Surely a little fear is okay, keeps us from stepping off cliffs or traveling dark paths.
Fear doesn’t keep us safe. Knowledge does.
Knowledge keeps you from stepping off the cliff. Fear keeps you from seeing the spectacular view.
Knowledge removes darkness from the alley. Fear keeps you from seizing new opportunities, from discovering new paths.
Fear doesn’t come into existence of its own accord but like a virus, is passed from person to person.
The newborn infant has no fear until startled by a parental “No”, the opening dose of fear.
We do not naturally fear others until given a reason. And rarely is that reason the other we have chosen to fear, because fear rarely approaches face on.
Fear is the demon that eats us from inside, a parasite that controls our minds for its own perpetuation.
But what is worse, what makes it so insidious, is that fear is easy, demanding little of us other than that we close our senses to the truth.
And it is the facility with which so many of us are willing to do this that makes fear the most dangerous F word.