Rage

2017-04-18

There is a notion of uncontrollable anger. This violent, explosive form known as "rage" presents often time in fits and bouts of furious intensity overcoming the vast majority of those who encounter it ... primarily due to the unexpected nature and overpowering presence it may carry.

I was once prone to fits of rage. My anger stemmed from the realization of that falsehood which was too many of my so-called friends who I regarded as such until that time their true nature became known to me.

At this time I am okay with the betrayal, the lies, the social subterfuge and the realization that the character of the origin should be in question when aspersions are cast on anyone. At this stage of the game I am unlikely to fall victim to believing the gossip I hear because experience has taught me that much is left to interpretation.

Alas, in the world of backbiting and other forms of gossip all is rarely as it seems — or as described.

So, if you find yourself surrounded by those who would pretend familiarity with you it is advisable to maintain raised shields and don't fall for the peyton place which some envision friendship to be.

I was once trusting and friendly. Now I'm more wary and aloof. I'm a lot happier now too because in the end a person played as a fool will likely become just that.

Nobody plays me without wishing they hadn't anymore. The criminal element is no longer welcome in my presence nor is the ulterior motive.