A sage speaks: our common extremes (Hexagram 38, CONTRADICTION)

I recognize in all souls our common extremes of courage and brutality; love and contempt; our knack for colouring this black and that white; our penchant for extremes. What is sunlit at noon is in shadow by five.

There really is no “us and them” – it’s all “us”. I recognize in my own shadow the shuttered lids of a thousand eyes, all blinded by the same light; all scaling the world within and without for a feeling of home.