I’m against the ideas that we should try to be in a loving mindset at all times and that things like anger, fear, and hatred are inherently bad.
I think that shaming people for being righteously angry, reasonably afraid, and justifiably hateful is dumb. Get angry. Face your fears. Let the hate for things that deserve to be hated fucking flow through you.
I’m tired of toxic positivity. I’m tired of fake gurus. I’m tired of condescending teachers. I’m tired of being placated. I’m tired of people acting like morality and spirituality and the personal quest for truth are all sunshine and rainbows.
We live in a violent and chaotic universe. Giant rocks are hurtling at each other at incomprehensible speeds. Stars are exploding. Black holes are devouring.
At the same time, things organize themselves. Atoms combine to form molecules. Planets orbit each other. Biological life rises from the primordial soup.
Human beings are not above these fundamental truths about perceivable reality.
The universe is not benevolent. Nor is it hostile. It is indifferent.
The Jedi and the Sith are both lying to you.
Light and darkness cannot exist independently of each other. Neither can peace and passion. Neither can harmony and chaos.
My whole life I’ve been told to take things in stride, to turn the other cheek. People tell me that the problem is how I “react” to things, not the things themselves. People tell me that my negative emotions have no purpose and that I must ban them from my consciousness if I want to grow as a human being. That I’m only prolonging my own suffering if I choose to experience them for what they are. That my anger only hurts me. That my fear is not real. That my hatred should not even exist.
This is not real empathy. And it’s bad advice.
Everything does not happen “for a reason.”
God does not care about you.
You are not “manifesting” shit.
These people are hiding from themselves. They’re hiding from the fact that they never want to experience discomfort. They’re deluding themselves into believing that the world is just and that bad things happen to people because the “universe matches their vibration.” Or because they were a “bad” person in a past life.
I’ve got news for you. That’s not how any of this works.
Did colonization happen because Indigenous people couldn’t let go of their anger?
Did the holocaust happen because Jewish people didn’t say enough positive affirmations?
Were the occupants of Hiroshima and Nagasaki vaporized because they forgot to take a few deep breaths?
Being stoic in the face of evil doesn’t make you virtuous.
It makes you a coward.
And I’m just as guilty of having been that coward as anyone else.
But I’m not going to tell you to calm down. To let go of it. To forgive. To accept the things you cannot change. To walk away and move on.
I’m not going to blame your experiences on your general vibe.
If the point of life was to sit in a fucking cave and meditate until you no longer feel anything or care about anything, then why live at all?
Existence is a miracle.
It is also a curse.
To deny either of those things is to be, well, in denial.