Tears came to me. I really want to punish the old woman in a way people punish their dogs, when her ugly face turned up again in my mind now. I want to make her a dog, begging for mercy. Dogs do not beg, I know, but I want to make her beg with her utmost effort. The real truth is I want to perish her once and for all like people extinguish the light of a candle in an instant. I dreamed again and again what I should wear to attend her funeral, but it delayed. No, it is coming soon.
Last edited by virginiawang; 07-09-2011 at 09:59 AM.
Okay, why do you have such sadistic feelings toward this old woman?
“Yesterday's rose endures in its name, we hold empty names.”
― Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose
It is simply because I hate her more than anything on earth.
I came across the official website of Scientology today and was moved tremendously by the placid and peaceful misic that was played when the website was opened. I really like their creeds and beliefs, but when I reached the part of love and hate, in which a calm voice said one should love despite all reasons that he should not, I think the voice lied. It is hypocrytical to say and think about love when one hates with his life. Perhaps a nun can reach this supernal degree of greatness.
I love to revenge upon her, my parent, and it is a pity I cannot do it with my own hands. I am evil, I know, but I must revenge to let me know that I am still me.
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