“Anger: an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.” Seneca
Its been a while since I was in a fight, which kind of renders my 17 years of martial arts training a bit redundant. But, it has only been a few hours since I was in the company of assholes and bitches. I define these people as bitter individuals who try to make their own lives a little less meaningless by ridiculing other people. Such ridicule can be fairly superficial, such as gentle teasing, but more often that not, it is spiteful; often with the sole aim of making someone feel bad about themselves. These people are overtly angry at the world, the circumstances that they find themselves in and generally dissatisfied with life.
What do you despise? By this you are truly known.
Frank Herbert, Dune
Martial arts training did not equip me to deal with assholes and bitches, which left me particularly self conscious when I came across a group of spiteful bitches today. I managed to fumble my way through the interaction, but it was only over the post-event 4 hour period that I evaluated what happened.
Those who cannot work with their hearts achieve but a hollow, half-hearted success that breeds bitterness all around.
Perhaps my esteem took a knock because I took myself seriously after all, a face like mine could only have been designed by a comedian. In any event, looks aside, the issue seemed to be about satisfaction with life. I am satisfied and happy. Such satisfaction is as a result of lack of stressors. I am financially secure, happy with my choices in life and fairly confident. Conversely, whenever I evaluate the attitudes of assholes and bitches there tends to be a direct correlation between their spite, dissatisfaction with their lives and envy. They tend to lack any kind of class and be socially awkward individuals. The spite also finds a way to have manifest itself in their appearance, filtering into everything from facial expression to dress sense.
From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
The lesson I learnt today was that my reaction was wrong. I shouldn’t take myself so seriously and that haters will always hate. So, I brush my shoulders off and continue. Tomorrow I will wake up, greet the day with the cheekiest school boy grin I can muster and use the following mantra; “Today exists purely for the sake of providing me endless fun and amusement”.