One could recollect an event, getting hit by a bat, that it was most likely operated with rage. The bat swung not of itself, but the human behind it, either with insidious contempt, or abrupt rage, brought the cataclysm. Now if an operator of a plane found rage in himself to drive the plane into a fierce storm, or around fierce winds, being in a rage, he would caring first for his life, correct himself. Isn't it proper life that one suits another with respect and candor, rather than with lies and disdain? Is the formidable operation of the mind best done with hatred in the heart, or can an everlasting spring or fountain arise from the mind of a person dedicated to love for fellow individuals going to consume in the end all operations against it?
I would entail that the foundation of strength is with going through society with a love of one's fellow individual, and correcting hatred and agony of the heart toward a reconciliation to strength and peace.
Alex
