Just hatred.. the world seems to run on hatred sometimes. We hate our jobs, so we run trying to find a better one. We get hurt, we hate the one we hurt and we run looking for opportunities to hurt them back.. or run away from them, never wanting to get hurt again. We fail and we hate failure… so we run trying to avoid it again, or run to it inadvertently running away from optimism. We hate love sometimes, and try to run away from that, never realizing that love is not just romantic, it has many forms. We tend to hate ourselves too, and yes, we do try to run from ourselves, our reflections, don’t we? I’m pretty sure all of us have tried running away from ourselves. Hatred to our enemies is a sort of love I feel, we love to hate them don’t we? I’ve a few and I usually end up making plans how to make their lowly life even more miserable! Oh yes, hatred runs our life a lot. I think we’ve been upset with our parents too and used the word hate with them, even though we may not have really meant it at all. Most of the thing we hate cannot be changed in the future perhaps, but yeah.. we all at some time in life have loved to hate, and also hated to love. Another part of life that’s worth living. Yin and yang. How different, yet so alike the two aren’t they? Love and hate.. Both trying to run the world, yet only together I feel, they manage to do an unbelievable job.