I'll reveal myself invincible soon.

"Whenever I feel anything vaguely resembling hatred, I never trust it to do anything useful except point me in the direction of one of my insecurities or deep wounds. I never trust hatred. I can barely put up with my contempt for certain things.

I look at people who use a lot of language to support the usefulness of rage and alI I see is a human puzzle, someone who has all the pieces that fit together to make one very vivid picture of the human material’s propensity for a lack of self-awareness.

I have acted on many rage impulses, and truth is that anything that got me angry was nothing more than a surrogate for some early slight in my life when I was humiliated or made to feel scared as a child. I know this now. Oh, I had pretty rationalizations for doing certain things, like stabbing my abusive father or picking up a gun to fight the Man, etc.  But those post hoc justifications are all fluff to me now.

Someone smarter than me once said something about if you want to take a measure of a person’s character, then take a look at the things that make them angry.

Throwback Thursday reveals a photo of me in full-throttle rage. Trying to disguise my woundedness behind a corpse-like mask of hate.  #notwinning”

- JOE LOYA

“Some women wait for themselves around the next corner and call the empty spot peace but the opposite of living is only not living and the stars do not care.” 

-Audre Lorde