DANCE OF THE DYADS
At no point on this plane is:
substance without form;
good without bad;
life without death;
male without female.
Everything on this plane defines or reifies its reciprocal polar opposite.
Without one there is no other in this life, in this matrix of matter. Maybe elsewhere, at other points beyond our conceptions, such are.
But here. Right here. Dyad's and duality dance delightfully together inextricably, naturally, congenitally.
Saturday, April 23, 2016
DANCE OF THE DYADS
DANCE OF THE DYADS
At no point on this plane is:
substance without form;
good without bad;
life without death;
male without female.
Everything on this plane defines or reifies its reciprocal polar opposite.
Without one there is no other in this life, in this matrix of matter. Maybe elsewhere, at other points beyond our conceptions, such are.
But here. Right here. Dyad's and duality dance delightfully together inextricably, naturally, congenitally.
