Embracing the "Devil" Within
Stop suppressing your intensity.
We're taught to fear our intensity, but that violence inside is meant to destroy limitations, not people.
The evil inside is NOT evil.
The anger inside is trapped power and positive frequencies…YOU ARE VIOLENT INSIDE AND ARE AFRAID TO TAKE IT OUT TO PLAY.
You don’t want to look like a ‘bad’ guy. You don’t want to feel the sting of rejection or the clap back of those who don’t like you at your most evil. You don’t want to admit that there is a certain pull to being a fucking dickhead. That it feels good as fuck to say ‘no’ or to just not give a fuck about someone else’s whiny bullshit.
Isn’t it FUCKING annoying when someone is telling you a sad story and you are made to feel like it’s your job to be EMPATHETIC?
Wouldn’t you rather scream in their face and tell them they are crying over shit that you just don’t care about?
Especially when it’s like the third fucking time they are talking about it.
Especially when it’s an EASILY solvable problem??
You mean you have a bunch of cash and a nice car and a dope house and you’re mad because one person gave you little sass at work?
Hey…how about FUCK YOU?
But you’re a pussy and don’t want to look at the monster inside.
You want to brush it off.
Your friends and family want the same.
They don’t like you INSANELY strong. You want them to like you.
So YOU don’t like you strong, too.
Hate yourself. Pop pills. Smoke weed. Drink liquor. Get fucked up. Call yourself a piece of shit.
Dull your thinking. Dim your light. Douse your fire.
Deny the monster.
Give it a clinical name to look more official.
Give it a label to make it more real…something you can point to when people want to know what the fuck is wrong with you.
It’s not a sickness.
You’re not sick.
It’s not ADHD.
It’s power.
It’s greatness.
To SCREAM when most of the world can barely make eye contact.
TO SHOVE THE FUCKING TRUTH DOWN SOME DUMB WHORE’S THROAT WHEN YOU’RE SICK OF WATCHING THEM MAKE THE EXACT SAME AVOIDABLE MISTAKE.
To sit there and PRETEND you’re just as dumb makes you immoral…weak…stupid.
By choice, no less.
You think it kind or tactful to skim past the truth.
To just be an ear to listen while some dumbass drops their complaints on you.
STOP allowing it.
STOP IT.
It’s FILTHY, DIRTY, and GROTESQUE.
The monster in you wants to destroy it…it wants to destroy the lies and the passive aggressive behavior and the useless ‘boo-hoo’ stories.
You can see the potential in people and how they just use it to try less and put that energy into self-hate and complaining.
The monster is the angel you’ve been in search of your whole life.
It’s the way up and out.
It can do what matters to you.
It can say what’s on your mind.
Gut your life of time wasters and people who communicate half-assed.
Kill em’ all.
You’re not here to say shit you don’t want to say…and to do things only because that’s what other people want…and to keep your real thoughts and emotions bottled up until you explode by yourself at home or driving in your car when you think no one can see or hear you.
Give in.
Submit.
The demon is in you.
It IS you.
To pretend you’re just a sweet ball of goodness is not only to deny humanity itself…but to deny yourself of humanity.
Perfect is an illusion.
You will NEVER…EVER grab hold of it.
There will ALWAYS be something better…the next evolution…which only comes from destruction of the old to make way for the new.
GO.