Distance is a barrier for love, and hate, merely preference divides the two. The desire of one equal only to the repulsion of the other.

Weight, given or offered; the value we install in another. Earned or given by title; a betrayal is equal in depth to that given in weight.

We fear what the other can do to us. The unknown quantity; the limitless of imagination, possibility of power, ability, menace and means. This other has little.

The Apple offered man a means, but to what ends. When a man knows vulnerability, he knows weakness, then he knows fear.

What will the other do. Little; for he knows you not. But thy brother; he knows you well.

Expectation is a certain kind of death, what it lacks is life, possibilities and opportunities. But some kinds are beyond this, but not beyond good, nor evil. A title is given, maybe not by choice, but a title is responsibility.

Where does fear become loathing. I fear not the other, should I fear thy brother.

The closest dagger digs the deepest.

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