Yin and Yang

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The yin. Dark, Passive, Feminine Energy.

The yang. Light, Active, Masculine Energy.



We walk so often at the curvy edge between worlds, hesitant or assured, with bitterness or bliss. 

A comforting dark, an impulsive white, grounding their limits and losing them altogether. 

Losing them in each other, and finding the other within.

When one strives to decipher the meanders within, that we wish were as harmonious as they let others see. 

When yang discovers yin not at the edge but at the very center. Nested at the heart of its very being, like a challenge to its identity, a pied-de-nez to its essence. 

Yin - boastful and proud of giving its meaning to a proud Yang - is not spared. Like a reminder of the inner strength of the most passive state of being.

Colours shattered. Identity altered. Or are they.

My strength is function of yours it says.

In my yin, your yang finds its very essence.

And my yang is where your yin rests and is fulfilled.

Growth is at the edge. At the edge of what we know, what we desire. What we transpire.

Growth is when we embrace our inner alien. The other that we've always been. The other that we want to become.

The other that looks at us from within.

But does balance exist in real life. Do opposing forces neutralize each other or create constant motion in the direction of the temporary superior.

Like a tightrope dancer, many become agile in the chaotic dance to stay on the edge without falling on any sides. Because balance, unlike the image its calm name call for, is never static, achieved or maintained, but rather sought, attempted and envisioned. 

The yin and yang therefore is a static monochronic representation of the perpetual movement. A franzied dance of calm in chaos, comfort in challenge, and a chiaroscuro with unaccountable shades of grey.

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