How can one describe a feeling he never perceived? What and how is hatred? - A child, who yells at its mother out of deep anger: I hate you!
and does not mean to say so. Is this hatred or just rash words flowered out of the branch of fury and disappointment? - Avoiding meeting a person you loathe, ‘cause she hurt you, or turned out as the false picture of reality. Where do the roots of this feeling grow? And which shape does a fruit of this tree use on your face? The experience with your screwed up life. It taught you to hate these persons, who put harm on you. - Those parents, who never have been there for him and perished in their own vomit. And he watched amused, when it was over. - Her cold mask, blurred in red ink. Everything is black. - Wrinkles built your face. Frosty Lips, so tense, and glow in the eye. It is hatred, which induces you to reach into the inkpot and to write things, which drive you into uncontrolled madness.
Nov 21th 2013