my fear, my friend

because i live in a world of duality, where positives and negatives attract and complement each other endlessly, i find that when i travel to the limits of what i know or believe to be real or true, good or right, and i keep doing this, day after day after day, i find that i cannot help but embrace change with the action of two strands of momentum running through my spirit, moving forward, where the first and obvious, positive strand would have me contemplate and realize a vision of my desired outcome in and through the present moment, while the second, less obvious, but never-ever-the-less vital negative strand would have me welcome my fear in the face of not knowing my outcome, so that, when I enter a time and space where certainty drops out of sight, i find it best that i keep these two strands comfortably entwined, and when at last i can look back on what transpired from the pursuit of my desired outcome, i can bask in the feeling of calm and confidence i get from having faced my fear, so that even if i didn't or couldn't realize my desired outcome, i will have learned, and i will have grown in confidence, by way of courage: if i make fear my friend here and now, i benefit; if i make fear my friend for life, i will go far. what could be more purposeful than letting fear be my friend?