As blood and oxygen nurture and sustain the human brain and body, rage and hate nurture and strengthen the mind, the psyche, the consciousness, and the True Reality of all torture victims who have embraced Forbidden Truth and realized the full potential of Self to thrive within the glory of internalized love and the externalized projection of all darkness.
Let us hate with pride and with joy, within the open acknowledgment that we were created and raised as targets of hate, and that the greatest hate of all is that of indifference, manifested via the societal institution of parenthood. In decreeing us to be sons and daughters, society decreed us to be worthless pieces of owned property, deserving of no protection, no refuge, no safe haven. Let us now seek to openly match and exceed the purity of hate that was directed and imposed against us.
Let us recognize the rage that thrives within our deepest cores, as the most elemental of birthrights. To attempt to deny its legitimacy, is to reject the sacredness of Truth itself. Let us find the courage to commune with ourselves free of all external distortions, so that we may properly define ourselves as torture victims, and integrate every injustice ever inflicted upon us, to the understanding that externalized rage is the only healthy, sane, and appropriate response.
Let us make lovers of rage and of hate. Let us bring together these two mutually compatible states of mind, so that they always feed upon and glorify each other, and in the process, both Truth and Self.
I present the following quotes in the spirit of sincerely wishing the absolute worst upon all humans and upon the human species itself:
“With blood and rage of crimson red, Ripped from a corpse so freshly dead, Together with our hellish hate, We’ll burn you all–That is your fate!”–Atrocitus
“In my mind’s eye my thoughts light fires in your cities. Each night as you sleep I destroy the world.”–Charles Manson
“Let your dissent fuel you, your anger inspire you, your rage convey you, and your fury strike a chilling fear onto the spines of your enemies.”–Evan Meekins
“He piled upon the whale’s white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart’s shell upon it.”–Herman Melville
“I am sorry for only two things. These two things are I am sorry that I have mistreated some few animals in my life-time and I am sorry that I am unable to murder the whole damned human race. I wish the entire human race had one neck and I had my hands around it!”–Carl Panzram
“I need not look beyond this room to see all the liars, haters, the killers, the crooks, the paranoid cowards—truly trematodes of the earth, each one in his own legal profession. You maggots make me sick—hypocrites one and all. And no one knows that better than those who kill for policy, clandestinely or openly, as do the governments of the world, which kill in the name of god and country or for whatever reason they deem appropriate. I am beyond your experience. I am beyond good and evil, legions of the night—night breed—repeat not the errors of the Night Stalker and show no mercy. I will be avenged.”–Richard Ramirez
“Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.“–Dylan Thomas
“In my dream, the world had suffered a terrible disaster. A black haze shut out the sun, and the darkness was alive with the moans and screams of wounded people. Suddenly, a small light glowed. A candle flickered into life, symbol of hope for millions. A single tiny candle, shining in the ugly dark. I laughed and blew it out.”–The Joker
“Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
And someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a CAGE!”–Billy Corgan
“We must learn how to explode! Any disease is healthier than the one provoked by a hoarded rage.” “Sometimes I wish I were a cannibal – less for the pleasure of eating someone than for the pleasure of vomiting him.”–Emil Cioran
“I am going to put death in all their food and watch them die.” “I was thinking, I could turn him into a fly and drop him into a spider’s web and watch him tangled and helpless and struggling, shut into the body of a dying buzzing fly; I could wish him dead until he died. I could fasten him to a tree and keep him there until he grew into the trunk and bark grew over his mouth. if he was under the ground I could walk over him stamping my feet.”–Shirley Jackson
“I think I’ll dismember the world and then I’ll dance in the wreckage.”–Neil Gaiman
“Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.”–J. Robert Oppenheimer
“In my eyes,
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won’t wash away
In my mind they’re roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
Crimson and sweet, stained on the sheet
Roses on white lace, pretty in red, dripping and wet
Roses on white lace, spilled on the walls, dark in the hall.”–Alice Cooper
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