Hatred

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Maria Angela Taruc

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Hatred, as we all know it, is the most essential food vitamin for extracting that bitter sweet taste commonly called "revenge".

Each one of us carries a baby monster inside us, waiting for the right time to emerge and take over our consciousness. It is like how all lies start out. It begins with a small, white lie, slowly getting big and bloody-dripping black, acting as a living being, causing rampage and destruction in every corner it sees... no way out, no escape..

Hatred can never be fully erased, as if it’s a deep wound-turned-scar, it will never heal back to a hundred percent, but will cease to get smaller. It can only transform into what we all so love to think of and its called “pay back” with a capital P. Don’t believe me? Up to you.

Let’s try an experiment. Close your eyes and imagine your best friend stealing your girl or your man making out with your best friend. What do you feel? Jealousy? No. I think not. You see, jealousy is not really a fruit of hatred, but of insecurity. What you are feeling now, I believe, is hatred. Hate for both of them, might not be enough to kill them, but enough to at least cause a red mark in their skin, or maybe even leave a black part of their face. But try to keep up, it’s pure hatred. Put those feelings into a picture, whatever that picture is, focus on it, and turn it into action. Don’t tell me it doesn’t include bruises, wounds or worse, blood? It's your baby monster in action. That my friend is the one we call revenge.

Most people keep themselves civilized by living in their own fantasies, brutally murdering the object of dislike. Let's do another experiment, shall we? After remembering that moment of hatred, think of what you want to do. Think of the last guy who was purposely driving slowly in front of you making you late in your first date, or that ugly girl that stole the prom queen title that was rightfully yours. Now in your mind, relive that moment. This time,...