There is this place I dream of some days. The grey apartments. It has this pool whose waters are always still and sitting on the surface is a person whose face is a thousand triangles forever revolving. I call them Mister Warp because I think they're a bit silly. Anyway...so we're both sitting on the pool water asking about each other's days and we start talking about Anger...and it went something like this...
" I used to get really mad all the time, you know? Some people really got to me because I don't feel good about me. So I'd fight and it's like... wow, way to add more fire to the fire. That'll put it out, am I right? "
They looked at me for a while. At least I believe they were looking at me. Finally they said
" Most people don't look at the bigger picture. We're momentary things you know? I bet they don't even realize right now their future selves are staring at them at this very moment as memories. Regrets waiting to happen. Tsk, tsk. I'll say this for what it's worth.. "
" No inherently happy person ever sought out a fight in the history of humanity. No right minded, peaceful, fulfilled human looked at another human and said ' I hate you. I hate what you do. I hate what you are.' So you see, we're all victims of misfortune. So I ask you then to consider... when it is ever a good reason to fight with another? "
" Is the one who is being hateful towards you being rational..? Then ration with them. Are they being irrational..? Then why are you fighting something that cannot rationalize? There is no right time to fight. There will only ever be self worth and ego on the line...and that...falls away bit by bit each time you decide it's worth the harm. Consider, child..."