Why is it that we feel compassion and love for a family member when we see them sick and struggling from the throes of some deadly disease, but on the same hand we judge them harshly when we see them locked in the throes of the even deadlier disease called anger?
The earth borne disease remains with the body upon it’s death, but anger follows the soul. Should we then not be more concerned for our loved one’s anger instead of feeding it? Sometimes even on purpose?
Disease . . . she feeds upon the body.
Anger. . . she feeds upon the soul.
Discerning kindred spirits well she feeds them all
From her blood red bowl.