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Keeper of the Soul, I go by the name Falani.

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HATE

Hate is unfortunately an emotion I know intimately. For people who know me, this is probably not very believable. It is hard to describe what it feels like, which makes understanding the consequences even harder to get across.

Keep in mind that I am speaking of hate, not annoyances. It is not hate in the sense that when someone cuts you off in traffic, you get an urge to ram that car, or smash the window. No, people are still thinking there, they are still feeling, they are still human.

To hate, is not to think. There is no reason or logic to it. It is to be blinded, to lose all self-control, to be without remorse and regret: to be a monster.

I know what it takes for a person to kill. I know what it is to be a monster. For when there is nothing left but the rage, everything else ceases to exist. There is no pain, no joy, just the urge to destroy.

This blindness is not limited to just hate. It is shared by any emotion, and it is what drives people to do stupid and unreasonable actions. I only know what it feels like for a few seconds, but it scares me to know people embrace hatred for longer. I also know despair, although not as well as I do hate. I very much doubt few people alive know despair intimately, for many who do, commit suicide.

Should hate come before despair, and should hate win, I fear for people who fall into the sights of such individuals turned monsters.

 

LIVE AND LET LIVE

The main and guiding principle in my life is that if no one gets hurt, then it is acceptable. Self inflicted pain is perhaps the only exception (I do not wish to delve deeper into this subject while in this topic). I do not adhere to causing suffering to prevent suffering, which only leads to the feedback effect caused by negative energy being amplified back and forth.

I do not seek to save others from pain, especially if they do not want to be saved. I especially avoid such actions if the only result is more pain and strife. If other people do not cause others grief, then they are good, sensible people. I have problem with people who perceive that inflicting pain for their "benefit" is a good idea. The way I live my life is probably very self-centered in the way that the only thing I care about is "my" actions. Granted I care about my actions in the way that I try to make sure they do not end up causing others pain. I do not care greatly about the actions of others causing others grief, I find that one cannot really change other people.

RESPECT

I do not understand why respect must be earned to be given. Withholding it simply causes strife and grief, and solely for the sake of ego. Everyone has feelings, has laughed, and has cried. I do not set standards for other people to reach simply so I can give respect out.

I respect even people I dislike, even my enemies. I do this because I feel it honorable. When it comes to the weight of one's character, it ultimately is based on how we handle ourselves when we are at our worst, and that when we face what we dislike, one can remain true to one's self.

What does this all really mean? Is it a matter of honor? I do not smear names of people I dislike needlessly. I do not actively seek revenge, or even justice. To seek to cause pain in response to pain is senseless and simply erodes at what is good in life.

That all said, though everyone has my respect, others have more, and some have very little.

People carve out their own lives, and I know that I have not walked their paths. I do not blame people for being themselves, for that is all they can be. However, if such people carve out their paths in blood and sorrow, they will have my pity more than my respect.

Whom do I hold great respect though? I respect those who can hold others before themselves the most. Such people understand that others share this world we live in. I respect those who give others respect, those who show any semblance of humanity, compassion, and kindness. The ones who truly live and let live.

Do not take my musings as an attempt to change who, or what you do, for it is none of my intent. If there is any consequence I wish for anyone who reads my thoughts, it is to spark thoughts of your own. Perhaps from them, self-realization or epiphanies may rise.

Respect and honor, two things I find in very short supply in today's world. People are too busy looking over their own back, or too busy stabbing someone else's to really care for anyone but themselves.

 

PROMISES

I do not like promises. I am convinced that the sole reason they exist is to be broken. They are made, usually in vain, to make up for a previous failure or let down. What this failure is could be anything, but mostly it is about trust.

Promises do not need to be made. Nor should people expect them to be fulfilled. The important thing should be that a person tried to do something. A person who tried to fulfill a promise, but fails should be applauded, not scorned. If they try, they care.

To me, that is what is important: that people try. Be wary of promises, they are usually signs of trouble more than anything else.