The moving line changes
in the oracle of its reading,
the static grasps the question.
Change changes everything:
today, the world under heaven,
tomorrow, is turned in on itself.
Nothing is absolute. Throw the dice,
cast the stalks, the sticks, the stones,
scatter the coin of futures yet to come.
© BH, 2025
I was thinking about paradox - the point at which one thing becomes its opposite. There’s more of that to come. But here, I found myself back in the Daoist universe wrestling yin with. yang.
It seemed to echo the concern over one thing mutating into another the good turning to bad, reverting the bad to good. Even more so, holding the balance between.
We are losing that perspective right now as we stir the pot of antitheses. Reconciliation appears to be more distant.
As ever, I think money is involved…
BTW the hexagram is 'Darkening of the Light'…
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