The Rage (479 hits)
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Submitted by Hourman (View user info) at 2008-01-22 10:39:49 EST
"I'd love to let it all out, in some primordial scream. Throw myself at the world full on, and literally rip the limbs off of people. Jump up onto my desk, which cannot under any circumstances have more than one personal item on it, and jump onto the back of my nearest co-worker. Scream in their ear, and rip their jaw away from their head.
As people start screaming I'd pick up the nearest chair and swing it into the face of someone running to escape. My tie would be round my head, and I'd be screaming, letting out years of frustration and anger in one swoop.
I'd gather the ties of my fallen co-workers and wear them like trophies. I'd strip down to my skin and walk from one office to the next. I'd stand in the door and roar. Just fucking unleash the beast within.
Then I don't. I simply smile and say 'Sure John, I'll do it in a bit'. The rage inside me is suppressed, and I smile whilst my Mr Hyde simple struts from one side of my head to the other. I can feel him glaring through my eyes. Just waiting. Shouldn't I let him out?
You know, I went to a therapist and she's all about the 'inner peace', which is cool... but I'm more about the all round peace. I couldn't stand working nine to five in a job I hate... and I couldn't stand not having the balls to do anything about it... In my head I'm a badass who takes risks and can sell ice to Eskimos, but in reality, I was barely able to crawl the walk, let alone walk it.
Get this right, I catch my step dad cheating on my mum for like the fourth time, and I can't react. I don't hit him, I hit a wall, and I punched so hard I broke through the fucking wall. How insane is that? It's almost like I repress my anger and feelings so much that they explode out. I mean, yeah it was against an inanimate object, but what the fuck?!
I do all this shit all the time that stresses me out, like family stuff, ex girlfriend stuff, house stuff, job crap and so much more. I repress all these feelings inside me, and then I just explode. Quick release! It's like magnesium and water BAM! Over in a fucking heart beat, but you wouldn't wanna be too close when it happens.
Even at Uni right, someone once said something to me when I wasn't in the best frame of mind. We had a fight and I beat him so bad that I thought I'd killed him. You know we're told to repress all these feelings, turn the other cheek, do unto others, well fuck that! You do that and you end up creating psychopaths. Sane men, and women, turned mad through a fucking insane society.
Such a competitive society too! I mean people get worked up about their girlfriends being less attractive! Their house being smaller! Their pay cheque less impressive! All these things... yet most, not all, but most people do next to nothing about it. Rotting in their own mediocrity.
I guess my dream if anything, is to be able to express myself in a way that is free and totally unique to myself. So that no one misinterprets what I feel, yet I can be totally honest, in a non violent way, with anyone who wants to speak to me..."
"I see... and when you killed all your co-workers... all sixteen... with your bare hands... that was-"
"-Expressing myself in the most glorious of ways... like God crushed the dinosaurs, I judged the inferior and found them weak. Weak in their resolve and weak in life. Not one of them had the courage to fight back. All staring at me, their impending doom, as if I was going to stop before I reached them..."
"So if they'd have fought back and killed you, what would they be expressing?"
"Their will to live over my will to take."
"Ok, that's all we have time for today... I'll see you tomorrow John."
"Good night Doc."
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Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2008-01-23 15:57:28 EST (#)
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Submitted by SkullBiter (user info) at 2008-01-22 14:04:04 EST (#)
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Nothing would make me happier.
Submitted by ConorJS (user info) at 2008-01-22 12:57:48 EST (#)
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Shoot people, not dope.
Submitted by MudWhistle (user info) at 2008-01-22 12:50:22 EST (#)
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A lecturer when explaining stress management to an audience,
Raised a glass of water and asked
"How heavy is this glass of water?"
Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g.
The lecturer replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter.
It depends on how long you try to hold it.
If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem.
If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm.
If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance. In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes."
He continued,
"And that's the way it is with stress management.
If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later,
As the burden becomes increasingly heavy,
We won't be able to carry on. "
"As with the glass of water,
You have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again.
When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden."
"So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down.
Don't carry it home.
You can pick it up tomorrow.
Whatever burdens you're carrying now,
Let them down for a moment if you can."
So, my friend, Put down anything that may be a burden to you right now.
Don't pick it up again until after you've rested a while.
Submitted by ChaosJester (user info) at 2008-01-22 12:47:26 EST (#)
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Woah, dude.
Breathe. Just breathe.
Y'know, my life has sucked quite often over the years and I've found an interesting way of dealing with it.
Whenever things get to be too fucking much, just close your eyes briefly and repeat the following to yourself: Just as all good things must come to an end, so too must all bad things.
Then go kick a puppy. Works for me, anyway.
Submitted by shadow (user info) at 2008-01-22 12:32:27 EST (#)
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Sanguis hosteum meorum.
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2008-01-22 12:02:18 EST (#)
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Splendiferous. Email me: sicosemen.at.gmail.com I have pictures of me hammering penis down my throat that I'd like to share with you....or something else.
Submitted by scourge (user info) at 2008-01-22 11:17:06 EST (#)
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pretty good.
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2008-01-22 11:07:37 EST (#)
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Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2008-01-22 10:58:42 EST (#)
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speech... retard below
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2008-01-22 10:56:07 EST (#)
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It was in speach marks because he was talking with his doctor. That's the only reason it was in quotes, because the whole thing just got written in about twenty minutes, just now, after I've had a particularly shit day at work :)
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2008-01-22 10:54:41 EST (#)
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nope. all me i'm afraid :)
Submitted by Rhymenocerous (user info) at 2008-01-22 10:52:53 EST (#)
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Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2008-01-22 10:48:01 EST (#)
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I guess my dream if anything, is to be able to express myself in a way that is free and totally unique to myself. So that no one misinterprets what I feel, yet I can be totally honest, in a non violent way, with anyone who wants to speak to me..."
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This was awesome, the whole thing really, but this line in particular. You had it in quotes, did someone else say it first?
Submitted by Yozz (user info) at 2008-01-22 10:41:31 EST (#)
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Word.