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>>19227059
Many you need to get good at being angry rather than just whine like a bitch. Allow me to enlighten.

You need to go on a warpath. Your heart must harden into stone and your soul freeze into ice You must feel a generalized and ambient wrath towards everyone and everything and swell with contempt for the entire universe. What you must feel is a profound, almost divine wrath, which pervades and overwhelms all space and time and breathes itself and envenoms the very fabric of existence.

Hate is not the right word, nor is fury, or rage. Hate carries a certain petty spite, one gets the impression that the hater’s will is subordinate to the hated. Hatred is too small and petty. Fury and rage, in contrast, lack conviction and clarity. They’re wild and primal, uncontrolled. No, wrath is what you must feel. It must build itself into you with a deep force and power, tell you your own worth, teaches you who you are. It must be revelatory. It must rescue you from insanity rather than drives you into it, as does simple madness.

Such wrath is nothing short than the adamant desire to make your truth known, to overcome this false world of lies with the truth you possess and which like a great torch drives out and dispels the shadows of ignorance.