Twenty eighth point.
My train of thought now makes me see an imaginary fight. Two little boys are fighting over a cookie in a kindergarten. One boy, with light brown hair, frowns, and punches the other in the stomach. The second boy, with blond hair and brown eyes, starts wailing, as the first one eats the cookie, victorious. The teacher steps in, but the fight has already come to an end, so the teacher comforts one of the boys, and calls the parents of the other, the one that ate the cookie. A fight eventually comes to an end, but the battles between the ever – changing and the – ever constant, and one of the evil vs. the good, never do. Therefore it is unreasonable to call them fights. Also, I realize, without the good there can be no evil, as without the cold of the winter, it is impossible to appreciate the warmth of the summer, because there is nothing to compare the summer to (let spring and fall be transitions between the summer and winter).