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Why do people succumb to anger?


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It feels so easy to slip into its grasp. But at the same time, from a distance, it looks quite stupid. Aren't we overreacting? What's the point of hitting one another, yelling at one another, going to war with one another? Yet when are up close, immersed in anger, we feel nothing but blissful rage, if that makes sense. Sweet revenge empowers us. Makes us feel as if we are at the top of the world. Maybe it is a survival mechanism. But I sure wish it weren't.
writing

i turn to ambiguity
when i wish to say something
to somebody
to anybody
but just don't have the guts

do they realize my message?
many times no
maybe i hope
for subliminal messages
to their subconscious

writing is a mask
i hide behind words
mask my emotions
warp them into unrecognizable shapes
different tongues
strange metaphors
shapes only a few can see

or so i like to think

i fantasize that
it's a secret code
a lock
sometimes without a key

the key is me
reading my writing
unlocks a deeper understanding
of where i was
of who i was

a bit like heisenberg's uncertainty
i knew where i was then
but how about now?

je ne sais pas