What do I do with these homicidal thoughts swirling around inside my brain?
Why does slime posing as a human, have to eek it's way into happy lives?
It makes me ill.
It makes me angry.
Then before I know what has happened thoughts of nefarious uses for a shiny shovel begin to fill my head, and I am smiling.
My jaw tightens, my hands become fists, and as hot, furious tears form I fight the desire to break things.
Deep breath.
Sip of hot coffee.
Still trembling. Still angry.
Remember nothing last forever, and everything has a possitive aspect.
Find it.
Forget it.
I want to inflict pain! I want to be the Karmic repercussion of someone else s poor choices. I want them to suffer! To feel the agony that I struggle with hourly.
I want justice.
I want equality.
I want Peace and Joy.
I want to purge the feelings of hate that poison me and my Loves.
Somebody Help me..
