Hate

... is born out of anger and growing rapidly like a cancer.

Already in the car on the way to the train ... a fire that makes my inner to the lava and my legs to the glowing steel.

It consumes me.

I never thought I was capable of hating someone so ...

... this someone I did not know who it was.


You do not talk about hatred, writing not about hatred as part of our humanity, just as an explanation for evil, but not as a legitimate feeling.


I only know a book that talks about the hatred and vengeance in a beliveable way and that is the Bible.

I have read it. The whole book.

That's where I found comfort ... in the Old Testament description of God.

He hated, he retaliated and it was holy wrath ... and created in His image so it was also a human trait.

I had a right to hate, I was right to want revenge ... the ultimate injustice that murder is .... I'm human.


"It was He ...

... that was strong enough to be with me down there in the red-hot inferno of hate ... He alone could relieve the unbearable pain.

... that was big enough for my anger ... only he who could accept my great sorrow.

It was He who knew ... He knew ... He was credible ... He could carry me.


It was just as He spoke to me about ... hatred, anger, revenge, pain, grief ... and love.

I heard that he knew ... also felt.

He said I could ... I was right to feel this ... be it.

He talked to me about the holy wrath ... of revenge.

It was the only one who did it ... only he who could.

It was He who rocked me to sleep ... "

(Sept 2013)

Hatred is there as a glowing magma in my mind ... get out of the cracks or own power.