a certainty within anger

There is a certainty in the feeling of anger. Within rage.

Within its confusion. Or , it could also be said : the rage that results from the embarrassment of being confused....

whatever it’s reason. The reason behind the anger. Behind the rage.

It is a mask.

A protective shield.

A mask handed down to us from our ape ancestors.

A tool to ensure our very survival.

And now as a reminder that we are in some reality nothing more than a polished animal.

However feelings such as these have no place in a civilized society. Or is it that these very states of being are what created our civilized society?

Whatever it’s reason.

Whatever it’s purpose.

The damage it can cause is indisputable.

Can we cut it out of our life with our cutting out slice of perception?

If we did not experience anger or rage would we not be limiting our experience of life?

That is , I suppose , it is in the manner in which you execute the annihilation of anger.

Avoidance and isolation can work fine. Live in a peaceful state. Within a shell. Within a cocoon. But eventually that state returns to anger or rage... Because of all the stress and paranoia of avoiding all the things that can trigger you you yourself become the trigger.

What I have become to understand, is, that, within complete and utter acceptance and submission to life you can begin to see the anger as the mask that it is, recognize it, and, move it aside. Remaining to be conscious of your true nature.

Probably, one of the most difficult things to do.

It does not cut these emotions or states of consciousness out of you but rather... it transforms you .

Simply, accepting life : all its pains, sorrows ... joys and pleasures.

Accepting it as it is..... a brief moment.

~m

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