Physis of the Sinister [3]: Love Conquers All

Love Conquers All


It is true that fear and our origin in it has had a profound effect by causing us to strive for its absence. But whilst we may each be the product of terror in gestation – the effects of this fear have brought forth powerful coping mechanisms to use our fear to our advantage. Whatever the word ‘fear’ attempts to denote in reference to a raw stimuli – ‘love’ is another word that conveniently captures its absence. I mean the term in no sense a moral turpitude as it is commonly used today – but merely a word to denote the secondary experience to fear which provides the tension of opposites by which we function.

I have chosen the word Love to represent the absence of fear, not for its association with morality, but for its ability to express a ‘for’ as a tension to the ‘against’; Love is “The” universal purpose and reason in humanity to survive, endure, and overcome that which it is suddenly thrust into through no choice of its own. Love is that which has to come into being if fear is to be overcome and Being to have a reason to flower from the dark and survive in its new home; Nietzsche’s “YES”.

The unconscious, animal tendencies of humanity obviously did everything they could to understand the world into which they were born. They named everything they could, founds words and sounds, symbols and pictograms, cave drawings and mythology to depict the mysteries of the world around them. They came up with creation and end time stories and gods to explain the sun and the moon and the stars, and the cosmology of the world; gave names and attributes to plants, animals, rocks, gems, metals, other people, family, food, safety, danger etc in order to make sense of it, in order to survive it. They ‘loved’ the world so that they would not fear it. And the more they understood over time the less frightened they became, and the more they were able to do. Giving things names is held to be a ‘primitive’ means of giving things power – but it is insulting and ignorant to consider this habit a relic of cave-men; it is in fact more common today than any other time in history since we have inherited the world at a time when there are more names for things and more emphasis on giving names to things than has ever existed than at any other time.

We have dissected space and matter in thousands of fields down into infinitesimal levels and still we continue doing so – have travelled further into space and found more stars planets and phenomena, explored the depths of the sea, under the ice, and have electronic maps for more earth-based landmarks than any time in the past, and have more information about the global totality of land including street maps that show pictures of our houses, and an ultra-sophisticated level of personal identity data banks to monitor us including DNA, fingerprinting, and even optical scanners. It represents a level of detail and abstraction greater than any of our historical predecessors ever had – and requires an equally sophisticated array of new names as well as the continued use of old names.

Every little social event or idiosyncrasy seems to require it’s own word or combination of two words and we have a global interface containing more information than any human being could ever digest with millions more names for things than ever before. If we cannot name something – we treat it suspiciously and with hostility. If it cannot be quickly categorized and boxed away into definition we struggle to comprehend it, so used are we to using names and labels, and filters that simplify things such as forms, morality, and language to lean on as the means of understanding the world around us. Our efforts to explore and understand via knowledge though, reached a point somewhere where blindness began to occur without the crutch of names to tell us what things are – a process we’ve gotten so used to. There are thousands of examples of what can happen when people believe something is something it actually isn’t.

We reached a point where love came to conquer reason.

According to the present consensus theory of evolution, the ego – was one means that emerged out of the unconscious which could consciously consider its own existence and make greater sense of things. It was a developmental leap that may well have been encouraged to emerge as a defense against fear – for it is the ego that orients itself into the world by means of relativity, building a world-view that provides relative stability and safety, sense and reason, place and power. But something happened that made the ego so strong we began to prefer names over the blinding rawness of nature unnamed and in treating the names as given, we ironically lost touch with the world as she is from our mad dash to understand it.

The habit of ‘seeking to understand’ was no doubt carried over by natural selection as a valuable tool crucial to human survival in its gestation. It is a largely unconscious process that we later repeat the habit without knowing why because while we may not have the faculties to comprehend our experience of transition into Being at that early stage – on some level, we are affected nonetheless, and intrinsically scarred.

Later the means developed that allow us to control ourselves, others, and the world around us by splitting its totality into ‘separate’ things inc. Maths, History, and Science.

I believe that the habit of doing this has been going on so long and so fervently that we are each born into a world that has been collectively oriented toward this unconscious goal since forever and that its specific architecture and mode of being reflects that. We rush to name our child, declare it a boy or girl, dress it in pink or blue (these colours were once reversed, blue was the colour to denote a girl, pink, a boy) and spend all our time educating them in the ways of the world often without questioning those ways just so the child will fit in to the social paradigm as seamlessly as possible and begin the process over of learning to cover the world with names and treat those names as the essence of things.

In doing it we’ve passed through many interesting stages – but eventually we’ve lost all touch with magic and the subtler energies that rule us, burying them under mountains of abstractions in order to subjugate the world to our will. We concerned ourselves with words and interpretations to get to the heart of things – but somehow ended up being unable to transcend what our tools told us. We no longer perceive our connection with the world as it is, as part of it, as being inexplicably part of all of it – and grow more distant from it with every passing day and every new word, burying what is under what we are used to telling it to be.

To this day we are imprisoned by the causal effects of our great escape and forms of every shape possess people like puppets, driving them to perform all manner of actions in the name of the Word: in the name of Love.

Love and Fear, are one and the same beautiful a priori dance; a dance that gave rise to popular applause and every variant of dualism that dully reflects, vaguely remembers, our ancient origins in a staggering number of duo-divisions. It is the resonance, archetype, meme, habit, behavioural pattern, or echo of nature that is in us all, that gave us our first lesson in life as life. It’s what we all remember to forget. But some part of us, remembers alright.

Crudely perceived, this process is prone to colour our interpretive processes, to split and divide into base dualism, rise to the surface as an energy of divisions, of us or them. But perceived without fear – the process is beyond compare, just one of many intricate miracles of creation and natural majestic dynasty of the wonder that is in all life.

It is the Neither of all things. Fluxing back and forth and pulsing between control and abandon – knowledge and wisdom – order and chaos. There is no division, no neat line that can be drawn anywhere in nature between anything – nowhere to even begin trying to fathom her mysteries that surround us on all sides and threaten to engulf us in the sheer numinous terror of it all. And so we make divisions, we make a language that makes divisions, and we keep making as many divisions as it takes to keep out the fear.


What are the tensions of opposites? They are a marvellous human achievement prone to abuse, an ingenious trick of language to qualify its own existence. We know what something is only by comparing it with something else. Neither the first thing nor the second thing can be explained in isolation. ‘Evil’ exists only from there being tensions against which to compare it. This applies only to forms – the author does not suggest that actions that can scarcely be called anything but evil cannot be recognized in the world – they can – I merely assert that evil’s name is a convenience by which Good can exist. Many things can be attributed as ‘evil’ by virtue of calling it so. It’s name is substantiated as real by equally illusory tensions, Evil is then defined by comparing it to Good, and Good by its comparison to evil. To this balanced equality of tensions supporting each other a foundation is built to which can then be attached all manner of further associations.

The world-wide organization The Illuminates of Thanateros use an ancient tension of ‘Sex’ and “Death’ energy that has long been held to be symbolic of the foremost magical gates. Peter Carroll even developed this mantra into the ‘Alphabet of Desire’; a unique and powerful system of ‘complementary dualisms’ on the basis of tension. Against Love they placed Hate, against Sex they placed Death, against Fear they placed Desire – (They were not looking for the means to explain the origin of abstracts, but to balance abstracts against one another for the purpose of providing tension in between two tools.)

David Lynch’s ‘Twin Peaks’ series gave a compelling portrayal of these energies also, dispelling the moral certitude of ‘Good and Evil’ as opposing sides in favour of representing actual psycho-physical states devoid of religiosity to describe the tension between them – a tension which is the magic itself. The ancient symbol of the Yin Yang performs a similar function while Aleister Crowley also spoke at length of a sideward force that met between upwards and downwards forces – a secret mastery of the ‘between’ that is also practiced and explored by the sorcery of THEM.

It would be tempting to say that Fear and Love are the same thing – but there is a distinction that must be made between calling the forces involved by names, and that names have been used to describe those forces. As ‘Fear’ and ‘Love’ they are not one force but two. These words represent an abstract tension by which to grasp something that cannot be understood without a tension. They represent just one of many possible names for the tensions of forces that cannot be captured in language but are universally directly accessible to each of us through other senses.

Actions performed in the name of Love/Fear may even be similar; someone may run through a hail of bullets because they fear not seeing a loved one, or run through a hail of bullets because they love a loved one – in either case, Love and Fear as words describing emotions or motivations are interchangeable.

However, feeling fear is to embrace nature, turns our face its terrifying spectre: whilst feeling love is to hide from it. Love is the means to control the overwhelming experience of nature –nature we are of. Tensioned opposites work this way – and indeed they are the only means humanity has devised to make language work. Generally, only through ‘Love’ can Fear be understood – and handled – but there are more ways to understand, more senses with which to perceive available to us for doing so – than the limiting prison of words.


Why am I so sure that our first ‘reaction’, if you can call it that, is fear? Why don’t I believe it to be Love? Or Bliss, for example? Well – there is no way I can ever know either way. In being able to experience and describe what my own actions and state of being tells me about it I am provided a unique vantage point into my Being.

Empirically, however, our actions leave clues, and those clues lead me to believe that such actions can be traced back to a prime cause that is not grounded in an abstract, but in the universal experience of physiological fear.

As there is no way for me to personally observe, compare and certify the minutiae of pre-fetal or fetal development to draw further conclusions – or for that matter exists any infallible data gathered on the mysterious emergence of the human Being – it being a theoretical science at best – I have had to work backwards from what is observable to make a connection between what we do and why we do it.

In part two, I discounted the idea that we had the means to control or limit nature when we first became aware of being because of a lack of developmental progress in the human organism. At such an early stage, it is questionable as to whether we can possess faculties of comprehension for the experience of emotions or reception of psycho-physical stimuli prior to developing these kinds of senses more fully as babies, and later the co-ordination and mental acumen held to be the prime means for comprehension as adolescents and adults. By my own logic, that could rule out that it is possible to feel anything at all, or possible to determine what we feel if anything, including fear – and yes, those are possibilities.

I believe that if the fully-fledged phenomenon of habit which consumes the human race is logically traced back to its causal beginning, habit contains the seeds to provide evidence of my assertions. Hypothesis: we are first profoundly afraid, and this is our baseline. We then somehow experience an absence of that fear, which absence actually defines fear by the contrasting state of such absence. We prefer fear’s absence to fear and endlessly struggle to replicate that which brought about the absence. This process colours all subsequent processes which are compared against the criteria of the first process: to avoid fear. This becomes habitual not through choice, but for survival – wherein humanity’s habit of exploring, conquering, naming and “understanding” the world through knowledge stems from the need to limit the boundaries of chaos, the threatening resemblance to that original meeting with nature, that an unnamed world, viz. raw nature, represents.

If our first reaction was Bliss – where would be the need to struggle, and what would explain our desperate scramble to name everything, understand everything, conquer everything, and continue to push our boundaries further and further in order to increase the quantity of all of these? Where would be the impetus to Know? And even if our first experience was ‘perfection’, was Love, and that state of Eden was suddenly interrupted by something ‘else’ that caused us to fall out of that perfect state into an ‘other’ state; I cannot see that the order of experiences would make any significant difference in our either trying to return to perfection, or get away from fear, our whole life-long. If Bliss were first, then it means we fell out of Love and are trying to get back to it. If fear were first, then it means we were shocked in the transition from non-being to being as our first experience and this set the base-line from which Love, the absence of fear emerged. Just as I have quoted dozens of examples of the power of fear to motivate human beings – Love too, a phenomenon born of Fear, is capable of laying claim to just as many superhuman feats to maintain anchors and stability to life, as fear.

I have made this assertion based on what I believe to be a universal behaviour of humans that carries over into all subsequent experience as our first habit. I have characterized some of the diversity of lengths humans will go to in the previous chapter to avoid fear to back my assertions; but there are more compelling arguments – including argument. Humans build things, lots of things, and then add to them, changing the face of the world with huge thriving cities, sprawling suburbs and the power of technology.

The mundane human existence replicates a mode of bovine drudgery and physical boundary that presents itself at all known times – we hunger, thirst, feel pain, excrete, lust, fight, survive, act, in a universal fashion irrespective of the superimposition of fanciful ways of life and philosophy.

For all the grand theories such as quantum, or relativity that we like to use to define life or the way it works – these heroic encapsulations are not a transcendence of life, but born of the need to control life, explain it, work with it, bring it and its nauseating complexity to some sort of heel.

That is why terms like ‘Sinister’ come about, why term’s become imbued with meaning, why terms can be imbued with different meanings, how they are imbued with meaning, or constrained with morality; why we use terms at all, and why we do everything we do; because Nature is so terrifying in her formless totality when she is not conquered and ‘knowable’ – that we have no choice but to struggle against the memory of our Original fear of Her.

To forget is to know love. To remember is to know fear.


It would be easy to render this work an exercise in Nihilism or despair – a defeatist view of the world in which all that we do is determined by the nature of the process of Birth. Stripping away every piece of flesh by trying to move to a discussion beyond abstractions is a difficult task; some might say an exercise in futility. But I believe that this reductionism is the means to shrug off the chains that even dare label themselves as the means to shrug off chains, that it is a positive re-affirmation of Being rather than a negation, and that each of us do feel the fear I speak of, and are motivated by it; whether we accept it or not. We are each capable of observing how what we do is rooted in fear, whether positive or negative; fear of not being seen or fear of being seen for example; unite in the prime causal factor of innate fear – a key to our survival, our agreement to form societies, and a protective device ingrained in each of us to do what is necessary to avoid being afraid.

Whether or not we accept that what we feel is afraid is another thing all together – the possible truth that we all act to build forms over the formless world because we are afraid of it and ourselves, of Being itself – is understandably an extremely painful pill to swallow, for such an accusation strikes hard at our humility, or should I say our pride, and threatens the very machine and its work that drives us to ignore such dangerous thoughts and cover the world with our dreams, fantasies, illusions, forms, and humanity. Yet I feel that if more could embrace the knowledge of this original fear, perhaps we could consciously accept it and move past it – get a better understanding of why we do certain things and stop doing them – perhaps even change the ageless legacy of a world running from itself by its collective architectural shrines to inherited fear.

Yet, I suspect there are very few who will be magically and mentally divided in such a way so as to have a separate say about the matter from behind the rehearsed speeches of their ego and its legion of protective devices designed and established especially to FORGET. Love vs. Fear is after all, the Physis of the Sinister, the Physis of all things, and of ‘things’. And this is why those who disagree with me must be allowed to disagree; Love is all we have.

I seek to Remember the darkness into which we were thrust that has caused so much damage and despair to the human race even as it has caused so much love and wonder – to look and pierce beyond the mazes of abstracts thrown forth that get tangled in one another and only end up attacking and defending the realm of abstractions.

I feel the fear coming from humanity, from myself, and I want to know it – I don’t want to be afraid – or others to be afraid – and so I seek to face it and Her in all Her terrible glory.

Tellus Uber Alles.

[W. Rayne]