Transcend Duality

I've heard the opposite of love is indifference. I think something different than that. It's hate, though the feeling of nothing, far worse. Something matter of fact. Only through hate can we know of love's place. Just as sweltering sweat makes us cold. And the way that the moon steals the night from the sun. Day to dark, sometimes cowards to bold. I have learned in my relative time here on Earth. Without turmoil, joy stays but a myth. And I think about life after death, God and hell. Honestly hard to tell which is which. I seek endlessly for answers to questions unknown. Choose between keeping peace or to fight. And with yin and yang as a guide, always wrong... ... But then again, never not right. All the same, here I am feeling both simultaneously. Try deciphering between the twos. One is the other, the other the one. Dualities - just like me and you.