These posts are obviously a lot of yanging. They make positive declarations about the nature of things.

I do sometimes try to put an empty edge on things—usually in the form of a question—something that will invite the reader to think outside their box and mine—but in the end, it’s admittedly an excessive lot of yanging. Perhaps this is unavoidable. Words are a yanging.

It must be the reader, therefore, who supplies a balancing lump of yin. Doubt, if it furthers the process, is some of that yin. Certainly belief, taking things as unambiguously the case, only leads to being thoroughly yanged.

The Inner Chapters are also unavoidably a yanging. But, as I frequently note (in agreement with their own testimony and that of their later interpreters), they are presented in such a way as to also be a yinning. If “the radiance of drift and doubt is the sage’s only map” (2:29), then it is understandable that the medium by which sagacity is presented also be ambiguous.

I have often spoken to this, and a series on Words will speak to it still further.

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