May 28, 2008 01:22
I've forgotten the value of hate. Passion and will seemed to be fair replacements, but life is a hellhole you need every little bit of power to escape. It's not the most pure feeling in general possibility (will is - hence the will to power became the supreme hand), but in our decaying world it is the strongest tool we have. I shall address: hate as a power, the unique benefits, and the relation to myself.
Hate is obviously very polarized and unbalanced. It's not directly natural. However, though it is not balanced, it still has the blessing of being whole: hate exists as a strong member of the family of active Yang feeling. What that means is that there is a family of feelings that are imbalanced but are not passive, some example members being selfishness, lust, impulsiveness, depression, altruism, (very) specific forms of love, and the general physiological responses that are only partially cognitive, especially cardiovascular-related reactions. In this family, hate is one of the most powerful acting members. As hate is so vague and does not have specific existential or technical traits, it seems like it can be weak. Who is going to call hate a weak emotion, though? Fair to say it doesn't have a perfect ethical record in history. Hate is adaptable. It is very humble and will cater to the needs of the individual experiencing the hate, giving them the power. Humans are quick to hate. Love and hate seems to have become one of the most important dualities of humanity (along with related things such as good vs. evil), below pleasure vs. pain and its relations. Hate is so important to man because it is one of the most useful tools we have.
As the embodiment of Yang channeled through the will, hate keeps us alive. Balanced and pure will, human passion, and flow are what makes reality work. Hate attempts to continue the speaking of the will and reflecting on the will of the individual, but it lacks balance, so it is forceful in any situation. When will fails, we have hate. The will can get stuck. The specific problem with will in the modern day is the social constraints the will must exist under seem to damage it. This is highly reflected in mental health issues and the so-called cultural and spiritual degeneracy of our world. In depression and anxiety, there are usually loops of cognitive distortions and self-defeating logic. Hate comes in here by saying, no matter how rational the cognition's reasoning is, that reasoning is irrelevant and the self needs to deal with the problem immediately. Will allows itself to be tricked as it respects our ability to think too much. The will is inherently rational. For some reason, however, rationality seems to be maladaptive and inaccurate. A key to the fixing of this is hate. Hate doesn't care if it makes sense or not, it just knows it needs to act. It saves us from ourselves.
I've overloaded myself. On occasion, I have these severe anxiety spikes where I will go from being super chill to being limited in my ability to function from such intense anxiety. As I have been so relaxed, will has just flowed in balance. I don't need to be avoidant and I don't need to be neurotic. This was the goal of the initial summer. I appear to have completed that and can start entering the summer more actively.
You can't always be submissive. You can't always say or do what is acceptable. You can't always make people happy. You can't always expect people to meet a standard. You can't expect to always have existential choices. You can't expect to control your essence. You can never misunderstand reality. You can never mix up nothingness for Wu. And you can never, ever expect standards to always be official, written down, followed, or be what they seem to say.
To hate the system, the divinity of others, the nature of reality, the imperfections of the will, your lack of rights, ideological differences with others, self-defined roles, and so on. Yang energy tearing down at these is a necessity, even if it means constantly relying on hate. Even if it means crossing perceived boundaries.
We feared death, but that can be accepted as life.
Then we feared pain, but that can be accepted as life.
Then we feared suffering, but that can be accepted as life.
Then we feared imperfection, but that can be accepted as life.
Then we feared nihilism, but that can be accepted as life.
Yet, we still fear so much more. When will people realize that the life we experience is life?