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Well Irmeli, I respect your views. I honestly find
you to be the touchstone here for maturity, due to your obsessive hate with your
mother and the working through of that. You have a balanced voice and are a good
realitic mediator. But honestly, I have also hated alot in my life. I can't say
that the hatred in most cases was worked through, but merely forgotten. I have
hated mostly in the professional marketplace. The kitchen brigade system
is like the military hierarchy, and I have always been very into myself and my
own needs and desires, read selfish. And so naturally I hated those chefs
who stood in the way of my lusts and desires. The circumstances are
different but usually the hate stemmed from my individuality, and had less to do
with individuation that merely inner frustration at my small and weak inability
to acheive what I wanted. It was really merely myself I hated the whole time. My
powerlessness, my ineffectuality. Maharishi would say that the weak just
diminishes and rises to the level of the invincible. Perhaps that in
time. Pat theologies and all the studied wisdom in the world doesn't much
help when in the throws of hate. And huge mistakes can be made, not to mention
the physiological functioning of increased pulse rate and faster breating with
more adrenaline, which shows that the karma of hate also starts right at the
beginning with the emotion. Ie., Hate ain't good. Ahh, just recently I
told em to fuck off again at this job I really loved. Got fired. Only lost a
week of work and got rehired at the last joba week later, but hey, I made a big
mistake.
Of course, that said, blocking it out and hiding it
also makes people go postal. As a chef, I have this management method for my
underlings whereby when I need their all out effort I try not to shout at them,
but instead I'll bang my head on something for awhile. It really gets their
attention. So naturally people think I'm going to go postal and they tell
me so. But I explain myself and tell them that I get my emotional shit out
constantly. I'm not holding back. Who knows, it could be my
miserable profession which has made me happy finally, since it was killing me it
partially absolved my from some of my bad hobbits. Ahh, my fathers death at age
8 when he and I were together absolved me from alot of my own personal
responsibility for things, which came much later after all the hate of God. I
remember saying I hate you God and my grandmere daying dont say that. God
pulled an early Job (The Jewish tale) upon me, and I certainly did learn to love
God and my teachers again through that hate. That was my biggest lesson.
Of course, as a Buddhist this means something a bit different for me, God for me
being like basically a reflection of my own collection of neurosis all shaped
together and worshipped for my own and others selfish benefit. Not very often do
I ever really care what God might want, so She's my friend but I'm hardly Hers.
Nonetheless, one can argue for or against
hate. In the Vajrayana hate is transformed into the diamond of awareness since
hatred is heavy fixation. Something important yes is going on there. Of course
it may be the important motivation of the detective trying to catch someone or
something which needs to be dead. Yes, hate also can be constructive, prolly
depending upon ones motivation and whether the hate has constructive ends, such
as putting down a serial killer, or megalomaniac. Hatred as well of ones own
limited personality actually lets us focus on its fine details, as well as say,
hatred of dust makes us wipe it out, and so on. Hatred of shabby work makes us
perfectionists. Other than that, hatred makes one coarse. If one plots a crafty
demise for someone and serves it cold then they have to live with that diamond
awareness of their actions and can only expect someone to serve them as well
someday. Best to let it all go, and let God work it out. If someome is stupid
enough to cross me then they have all the devas to contend with since I waste
little to no time on it, other things to do, I let them have it. I'm more
for Bhairava or Chandi who chop my head off the moment I even begin to think at
all. This above wasn't thought but merely vritti. Thinking to me is very
difficult. I hate it.
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