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Acquiescent. - QoTW #16

Written by Pirkid on June 18, 2009
This might be too late, but meh.


Vusys said: Who do you really hate, and why?


No one.
*Audience laughs*


Hate:

Hatred is something I think everyone is born with. You live though it, you funnel anger and risk through it. Hatred is not the opposite of love, it is it's own living, pulsing entity, a presence that is overshadowing above your heart, the very bloodied essence of the difference between passive opposition and aggressive carnal annihilation. It is something that grows over time, and something that can be chipped away or mutated upon. Hate is a feeling where you are close to possessing the willpower to destroy that person's life completely.

I cannot hate someone. I can dislike that very much, but I cannot hate them. I cannot bring up the necessary boiling animosity needed to physically hate someone.

Some of you might remember Val, the girl that completely eradicated my temperament, bereaved my soul. I don't hate her. In fact, on occasion I talk to her. It's because I am not someone to hold a grudge against people. I'm not someone who will never forgive.


Love:

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being in love which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. When you find someone you actually love, you will have roots that will grow towards each other, underground, and when all the pretty blossom has fallen off of your branches, you will find that you are one tree and not two.

I can love, yes, but I am now wary. I watch for something that clears indicates that this person is the right one for me. I don't want to throw myself at every opportunity and get hurt everytime, again.

Humans are not creatures made for interaction. We quarrel non-stop, we fight, we make war. Yet we can also love those that agree with us.
That, is what I hate. That we are made with different opinions and that instead of embrace other ideas, we banish them.

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Thu Jun 18, 2009 11:03 PM [Edited 2 times ] +

Interesting. lol
Your blogs are always auto-likes for me.

 
 
Thu Jun 18, 2009 11:16 PM +

Same for me. ^__^
And I was about to say "I thought you hated Valerie?" until I saw that paragraph about her. D:<
how could you NOT hate her?!!
GR.
But good view on hate and life and love. :D

 
 
Fri Jun 19, 2009 03:34 AM +

I know who I hate.


That dest1 shithead.

 
 
Fri Jun 19, 2009 03:44 PM +

spygirl57 said: Same for me. ^__^
And I was about to say "I thought you hated Valerie?" until I saw that paragraph about her. D:<
how could you NOT hate her?!!
GR.
But good view on hate and life and love. :D


You autolike everything :(

And you don't vent your emotions on a 13 year old kid, Spade. Gosh.

 
 
Fri Jun 19, 2009 06:48 PM [Edited once ] +

Spade said: I know who I hate.


That dest1 shithead.


Lol made me crack out xD

 
 
Fri Jun 19, 2009 11:02 PM +

Now there's an explanation of both words i believe xD

 
 
Sat Jun 20, 2009 03:19 AM +

I believe you're confusing "being in love" with "infatuation." -_-; You can't change the definition of words. By definition, the opposite of love is hate, and both are equally difficult to put into words.

 
 
Sat Jun 20, 2009 03:22 AM +

Dest1 You're 13?

I hate my mother's husband. He rags on my husband for not having a job but helps around the house and with the baby. I rag on him because all he do is shack my mother and goes out with his friend, he don't even HAVE a job. (probably cheating on my mom, but I'm not going to say anything... I'll leave her blind. As she says to me "Wake up..." )

 

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