Two born from and exist in the same world, effectively one and the same. A small, singular difference defining them as opposites in the eyes of many.
Before them lies a pristine expanse, untouched and ripe for the plunder. Each just as determined as the other to stake their claim.
Distance ensures their purity can be preserved for a time, but the drive to dominate or be dominated remains an ever present threat.
In time, the fight for what space remains ensures an inevitable clash, the two dive headlong into the unknown, assured of their superiority.
The result is not domination, or destruction, but transformation. The mix of the two results in a third, neither one nor the other but both in kind.
A harmonious balance achieved when opposites come together, Not a choice between one or the other, but an unbroken link of infinite gradations.
Fear of the unknown assumes an unworkable conflict,
Reality provides a pleasing balance.Satisfied, the brushes can now be wiped clean
Tim Eden
