Hate is always a clash between our spirit and someone else's body.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have had a love-hate relationship with my body.
Love and hate have a magical transforming power. They are the great soul changers. We grow through their exercise into the likeness of what we contemplate.
We may fight against what is wrong, but if we allow ourselves to hate, that is to insure our spiritual defeat and our likeness to what we hate.
Hatred is the air I breathe. It permeates every cell in my body.
I do understand how hate eats at the soul and how to purge yourself of hate.
In hatred as in love, we grow like the thing we brood upon. What we loathe, we graft into our very soul.
Oftentimes we love the thing we hate and vice versa.
Hate is a very strong and heavy emotion, probably as strong as love. I don't think I can live with hatred. If something bad happens, you feel bad about it; you forgive and move on. There's no hatred.
Hate is only a form love that hasn't found a way to express itself logically.
I don't think you can hate anything that you know intimately. There is no fine line separating love from hate because there's a deep chasm separating love from hate.
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