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The Enemy

I have seen those
Who thirst for blood
Who inject themselves with rage
Addicts to bitterness and indignation.

They are given the chance
To strive for peace on the horizon,
And yet they prefer violent ends,
Laughing as the bridges burn.

For breakfast they feast on fury;
In the evening they dine on madness.
Their cruel thoughts don’t always materialize they way they’d hoped,
And yet they embrace cruelty like a strange addiction.

I have seen those who proudly do not care
Of the wellbeing of others
Who proudly do not care
If their neighbor chokes on his own blood.

I saw these things after the war,
When I came home
Where peace is a luxury
And rage a reasonable choice.
Or so they say.

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homanj1
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homanj1

Luke-Welcome home to the new normal……peace, safety, civility, and love should be apparent everywhere in a country with a lifestyle such as ours. Spoiled brat attitude, hypersensitivity, couch potato commenters, participation trophies, free speech curtailed, tribal attitude, no work ethic for many, sense of entitlement, welfare expansion, white male hating, and hero worship for folks like the Kardashians or Houswives of any City. A short list of reasons why those that have seen how people live in third world countries with human waste in the streets and no clean water are shocked by what they see when they come home,.… Read more »

Joni Smith
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Joni Smith

I have witnessed that hate in families. People who scream and yell at those they supposedly love. People who treat those they supposedly love with disdain. I’m have seen that bitterness in people who have been told a loved one has cancer and nothing can be done to help them. My response is why be bitter? Why the hatred? It takes so much energy to hate and to be bitter. Sometimes life deals you lemons. You can make lemonade or you can keep that snarled look on your face. It’s your choice. Why the hatred and bitterness? I think you… Read more »

Miche
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Miche

<3 I encountered a crossroad in early adulthood where rage seemed like a reasonable and justified choice. By that point I had already felt the ripple effects of the rage of others and did not like being on the receiving end. It was a horrifying moment, to realize that I, too, possessed that same feeling somewhere inside of me, and that I could choose to embrace it and ride the wave to whatever destructive shores it led. At the time, when I backed away, I wondered if it was a cowardly, timid, unassertive, eternally wallflower move. There was a temptation… Read more »

Mic-Mac
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Mic-Mac

Contrary to what you say “I’m glad I got to just be me instead, however weak I may appear in comparison”. You chose the more difficult path, one that shows prodigious strength and endurance. To me, it is about the circumstances. In Bosnia when neighbors were being killed and tortured I would be outraged. When a car cuts me off I might say “what an F’ing ass to myself”, but no rage, yet others get outraged. I cut someone off once and he chased me down. I stopped fearing he was going to shoot me and said. “Yep, I cut… Read more »

Miche
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Miche

My head-on encounter with rage came with the authentic, facade-shattering acknowledgement that abuse is neither acceptable nor deserved. I suspect if I had embraced the overwhelming feeling back then and allowed it to dictate my actions, it would be easier now to routinely consider things like shooting people for cutting me off on the freeway as an acceptable sort of response. I’d rather be free to contemplate the spectrum of injustices in the world and the myriad of ways to combat them, than be locked into epitomizing injustice itself. Rage seems like an awfully heavy burden to carry. And sticky… Read more »

Joni Smith
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Joni Smith

I don’t really get mad. If I do you will know it and you will know you have taken a bridge too far and it’s really bad if I am mad.. I was known at my office for being the one to calm everyone down and frequently called by directors and VP to join conference calls to get a handle on a train wreck in progress.. It was such a rare event to hear me raise my voice that it only happened 3-4 times. The first time I had people actually get up out of their chairs and came to… Read more »

Miche
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Miche

“Always a work in progress” haha… oh, how true that is. I guess I don’t really equate anger with rage. I feel mad, frustrated, annoyed, irritated at any number of things, circumstances, people. But that’s an ordinary sort of feeling, usually something I can step back from and consider how I want to respond. Take a deep breath (or ten) and assess the best way to cope. (Which is often laughter, as you well know!!) Rage seems like a whole different animal. A blind, mindless, uncontrollable venom, willing to not only cause an equivalent pain, but to vengefully multiply the… Read more »

Joni Smith
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Joni Smith

“…to teach a lesson…” What a lesson. A messed up lesson. A F’d lesson. But one that carries on no matter how you deal with it. I’m.grateful you found the lighted path. One that ends with rage being turned to good. I used to watch an Aunt and Uncle rage at each other at every family gathering. And I would call it rage. Blind, senesless, uncomfortable rage My Aunt’s face would look like it was going to explode. Honestly, I never heard them say a kind word to each other. Ever. Finally all that rage ended when my Uncle went… Read more »

Joni Smith
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Joni Smith

That’s a great story M. What could the guy say? You owned up to the fact that you cut him off. You took away his power to argue with you. I love it. Most people never cut people off intentionally it is just a split second decision and it happens. Traffic is such a hot button for many people. I admit I get aggravated sometimes but really what good does that do? Nothing but raise your blood pressure and it does not change the fact that there is still traffic. I turn on tunes and jam out.

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