Anger is a man standing over a fire, staring into the flame, fixed upon its burning center. Anger is an unwanted being; he stalks the streets working his way into happy homes in the slight moments of weakness, destroying the warm feelings of love and comfort. Anywhere Anger rests his head; all others flea. Anger is a quiet man, always holding in the emotions. Anger is alone, forever pondering the past. Thoughts of remorse, resentment, rancor arise; they sit simmering until they boil over. Anger becomes intoxicated with hate, lost in an ecstasy of rage. Anger bursts out in tantrum. Only to return to his thoughts once more.
December 16, 2010