I am a note. A little off key perhaps, but even a wrong note has its place. With the yin and yang, the rise and fall of ten thousand things, you cannot have the harmony without disharmony. To feel is to acknowledge what has been felt has its counterpart, a mirrored partner in crime. To acknowledge consonance one has to acknowledge the experience and concept of dissonance. Wrong note may cause discord, but right would cease to be right without it.