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and right-facing pairs, it symbolized, among other things, day and night, life and death, masculinity and femininity, the four seasons, the four winds, the four elements, and the four phases of Ursa Major. Within all of these unions, one of the “contraries” begets and is begotten by the next as the swastika, that prehistoric sun wheel, turns and turns, without end. Each of the “contraries” rises and falls to its very fullest. Again, there is no “middling.” There is no “sort of.” There is only change, deep and fierce. And the yin and yang and the swastika are both depictions of this change – the ebb and flow of a dynamic universe. For me, it is with utmost curiosity that I think of our prehistoric ancestry, observing winter turn into spring, observing life beginning and life ending, observing the moon travel across the night’s sky, and engraving these symbols, into bone and rock and metal, whose meaning, whose significance, would be professed through the observation of the atomic fabric of reality. And, again, there is no “balance” to be found there, at least not as we commonly know it. If not “balance,” then what? What other way is there to work within – to feed off and to flourish within – that tension that rises out of the struggle between Certainty and Uncertainty, in a way that we neither reproduce a limited and limiting dualistic perspective of knowledge, reality, and “Truth,” or a “middling,” “sort of” posture that is nothing but 140

a compromise and a retreat, yet another willful manipulation of the natural way of the world and our existence upon it? Again, what else is there? What I have been exploring throughout these last few pages has hinted at it. The answer is vibration. The answer is the ebb and the flow. In his 2009 article for College Composition and Communication, Mao, in advocating what he calls “yin-yang dynamics” as a way to join Chinese and Western rhetorics and the contrary practices therein, explains that to do so and, thus, to open their eyes to a “balance and becoming [that] are always in a flux” (W53), would allow writers and teachers of writing to “use these terms of opposites without buying into the hierarchical and oppositional paradigm, but with an understanding of how difference or opposition can be recast and reimagined on a discursive continuum and through the acts of interconnectivity.” Although we use different terms, Mao’s perspective and my own are not strangers. For me, I have come to see, through my reading and my writing and my teaching, that the intercourse between Certainty and Uncertainty – the contrariety, the conflict, the communion – must be dynamic. Again, it must vibrate. It must ebb and flow. As Mao had declared, it must be “always in a flux.” Anything else is stasis and stasis is a sort of death. Death without new life. For that space between Certainty and Uncertainty to be void of such vitality, to lack 141

and right-facing pairs, it symbolized, among other things, day<br />

and night, life and death, masculinity and femininity, the four<br />

seasons, the four winds, the four elements, and the four phases<br />

of Ursa Major. Within all of these unions, one of the<br />

“contraries” begets and is begotten by the next as the swastika,<br />

that prehistoric sun wheel, turns and turns, without end. Each<br />

of the “contraries” rises and falls to its very fullest. Again,<br />

there is no “middling.” There is no “sort of.” There is only<br />

change, deep and fierce. And the yin and yang and the swastika<br />

are both depictions of this change – the ebb and flow of a<br />

dynamic universe. For me, it is with utmost curiosity that I<br />

think of our prehistoric ancestry, observing winter turn into<br />

spring, observing life beginning and life ending, observing the<br />

moon travel across the night’s sky, and engraving these symbols,<br />

into bone and rock and metal, whose meaning, whose significance,<br />

would be professed through the observation of the atomic fabric<br />

of reality. And, again, there is no “balance” to be found<br />

there, at least not as we commonly know it.<br />

If not “balance,” then what? What other way is there to<br />

work within – to feed off and to flourish within – that tension<br />

that rises out of the struggle between Certainty and<br />

Uncertainty, in a way that we neither reproduce a limited and<br />

limiting dualistic perspective of knowledge, reality, and<br />

“Truth,” or a “middling,” “sort of” posture that is nothing but<br />

140

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