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The Cause...

I'm not sure that I'm particularly sensitive, but I have the ability to see anger. That is, I can walk into a room, or read something in a book, or on the net and it's like there is a thin, red film over what I'm perceiving, and that film is anger. I also see other emotions, a yellow film for joy, a green film for peace, and orange film for love and so on, but anger is the one that stands out.

I have a tendency to surround myself with intelligent, reflective people. People who are concerned about society and what is happening in society. These people almost invariably have a favourite cause, be it animal rights, children's rights, women's rights, or more generally human rights.

Unfortunately, this means I'm exposed to a lot of anger. It is unavoidable unless I cocoon myself away in a room by myself, and sometimes I do.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not immune to righteous anger (I use that term very loosely as righteous has negative overtones and is very subjective). I feel it myself, often. Some days though, the anger around me is overwhelming.

When every post on Facebook, and every conversation is about hating the haters, I wonder if people really are all that reflective? Can people not see how all the anger just increases anger in the world. If you see the world as a horrible, dangerous place, you train yourself to mistrust, to be wary, to fear, all the time. You see mistreatment everywhere.

I just don't feel this will solve the worlds problems.

I saw this poster the other day...

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Instead of fighting oppression, or fighting animal cruelty, or fighting religious extremists (whoever they may be), perhaps it would be more fruitful to extend love and peace. Instead of looking for and pointing out every vile practice or attitude, it might be more fruitful to exalt the positives, to look for where things are going right.

Not giving an audience to hatred or oppression is not the same as ignoring it or pretending it doesn't exist, it is simply not giving it oxygen to thrive. Every time we point out where other people are wrong, we rub someone the wrong way and increase the pain in the world. That pain goes on to proliferate and this is how fear, hurt, and anger gain a foot hold.

I'll add another poster in here, that I have posted before.


I want to feed the good wolf. I want to add love and compassion and understanding to the world. I want to see more of the green film of peace over everything.


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