Alongside our lives essentially unconscious, noisy, some "flashes" can be taken to the "hatred" as the desire something else is strong. Yet this desire, the desire that finally appears in the light of consciousness is simply an expression of life in us. Domestication, ie formatting installed during childhood and reinforced throughout life can be so strong that confusion may arise: the strength of this desire to live disturbs drowsiness.
The rage in my heart is not hate.
Accept the changes under way is also to accept that rage in the heart, the passion for life.
The rage in my heart is courage.
sometimes Have you done this yourself thinking: why so little movement, life ... in our lives? Why so little wonder, "Oh" to "Ah"? Why this fear of saying, doing?
Being a mad life.
Being a rabid life is not to be hateful. On the contrary: there is no hatred, just life, ie love.
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