Nightmare after nightmare
nightmare after nightmare after
after nightmare after
finally some justice?
I might not have a choice. I now know they didn't... they don't have a choice, at all. I now have answers to a lot of questions. I love how one answer answers 100 questions. It's one of those times.
I don't like having my hands tied. I don't have a choice anymore.
I can't argue with logic and fact. I wish it doesn't sound too aggressive to you. In my own terms.
I will have to be a true maniac to insist otherwise.
They try, and they see a little progress, and they die.
In a sense, it's the same. If - total loss of hope. Totality is never...
Who are you angry at? Can you even be angry anymore?
The inner city lowlife that robs you and snatches your iPhone- if it ever happens- has etiquette. The person that got shot in a gang fight- everyone involved had etiquette. At least they didn't disembowel him and proceed to devour him. Even some gruesome murders...
How about those born in 100th generation of poverty, who never tasted water without malaria or some other disease? Illiterate, let alone any other manner- no one can hate them. No one can hate them as bad as their closest frenemy. Caring- or not caring aside, is there any reason for you to be hating anyone? Isn't that mis-identification of emotion? If you hate someone for being barbaric, there's bound to be a lot more who are more barbaric. You wouldn't hate people who have nothing to do with you.
Then it's all about their relationship to you, isn't it? You just have to think about yourself. You can hate someone if they hurt you, but only that. You can't hate on any inherent quality. You can't hate on any presentation.
That's clear now .
But then, this wouldn't make a saint.
You know now anyway. Separate personal life. You still don't need that emotion. But now you know what you need to do.
On issue #1, you know what they have to do, which is the same as what you have to do. It's not a choice. You do, you try and you wait a little.