Hate Is A Complete And Total Surrender Of Personal Power
…to people who can’t or won’t change anyway.
There was a time in my much younger life when I hated one or more persons. I think at one point, it was a sort of searing, visceral hate. There were things that I dreamed about doing to the other person, but could never bring myself to do him or her. I couldn’t do those things because I kept thinking through what would happen to me.
I’d be embarrassed. I’d feel bad for the other person. I’d go to jail. I’d be ostracised by everyone who…