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I got in an arguement with my best friend. This what I wrote the next day. |
Untitled By: Carl Danielson Hatred can have the upmost impact on a persons life. Enthralled in rage an individual can destroy their once uncondtional friendships. In a matter of seconds, all that has built up to that point is released in full force upon whoever opposes. Life is so precious and time is a never ending cycle in which predisessors are forgotten along with all the contents of there character. Time eternal shows the conflict between many foes, formerly companions. The ego, along with temperment can easily overcome the most bittersweet relationships. Two of the strongest personalities can dwindle eachothers patience to the weakest form, impending an explosion of tension between duality. Once the line is crossed, we continue to forever conclude assumptions of others cognitions according to statements once made. Noone prevails, except for competition in haste for self imposed graditude through others failure. This world has a sickness that cannot cured. Hatred is the illness. The only retribution is to enjoy the beautiful things on this earth, and look past the acrimony of society. |