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Rage

Where does rage reside when not in use does it have its own little hidey-hole like a fish in a coral-reef tucked away somewhere deep inside us or is it evoked by word or action by either ourselves or someone else from a communal reservoir of rage that resides somewhere outside of us needing us to experience a certain level of action, word, intrusion, audacity, stupidity or insult for it to heed our call and it is the recipients perceived level of action, word, intrusion, audacity, stupidity or insult that arouses and draws rage’s attention which sends out ripples that lap onto the recipient’s shores and only the recipients shores each of us makes our very own ripples on arrival like a movie director those ripples call for “Action!!” aaand.. “We’re off!!” would that not be something knowing that rage is not part of us but a commodity that we all have access to and it is our perceived level of being affronted disappointed, riled up or hurt that decides how big those ripples are but I fear that is just wishful thinking unfortunately rage does reside within us and we all have exactly the same amount it’s just the size of the fuse that is lit the trigger and our reaction to it that decides the size of the explosion and each of us has our very own fuse our very own trigger and our very own perspective or not maybe rage just is I’ll let you decide.

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