The Yin-Yang Unyielding

Cosmic law, through the eyes of African savannah

The Yin-Yang Unyielding.
(Philosophical musing on inextenguishable evils)

Cackles and laughter blew in chorally on dusty wind, under anemic moonlight. The hyenas moved with necessary step, before them a feast of which there would be no abandon: The majestic zebra chased by shadows hemmed into a pocket of stale light. Its breath grew shallow, with the acknowledgment of the grotesque horrors that awaited it, no longer holding protest to fate. The hyenas did soon rejoice. And therefore turned to trot off gleefully with a prosperous bellys full, behind them grass lay trampled, splashed in inky-wet crimson as the moon watched as unblinking witness to the ending of one thing for the sustenance of another. A cosmic truth whispered where what was once a zebra now lie, both refuse and an emergence of the Yin-Yang.

Sickening, and unfortunate as these truths may be, despair is a fundamental criterion therefore for the actualization of nirvana. For without the depravity, the suffering, renting of heart and mind, and torment of soul by glimpses of inevitable chaos, the complementary pinnacality of the pendulous heights could not be reached.
Thus is the inescapable entwining of existence, devoid of division.