rage...

Anger seems to me to be the purest emotion. I mean, it’s the strongest from the rest in my opinion. It is so pure. It tends to lean towards fire if we are talking elements. There is nothing airy or earthy about it. And definitely nothing water or aqua about it. From the color spectrum, it can be associated with red for sure. It does not have a green or blue vibe. Maybe a little yellow; but it definitely goes with red.

It’s just too pure. I’m not an angry person and nor am I promoting violence. I’m just accepting the purity of rage. I mean, it comes with responsibility attached. People who are happy, sad, or in love can allow themselves to be irresponsible. But anger demands responsibility. Case in point – Dr. Bruce Banner aka the Hulk. Enough said. If anything at all, due to its power it leads to other emotions. A few of them have their roots in anger. Anger, on the other hand, is capable of being a standalone. It doesn’t need help.

There’s hate and despair and there’s happiness and sadness too. But truth be told, anger seems to rule the roost. I keep coming back to the word “pure.” Cuz it just seems like it is. It demands so much energy. And it is so potent by nature. In essence, it lets you know yourself. And truly, it has made people go beyond their limits. It has made them know themselves. It has different forms. It’s explosive. It simmers. It’s latent. It’s there. Always. Omnipresent. Hibernating. You can tap into it. Or you can let it consume you.

It can make you a powerhouse or it can break you. It allows you to know your true self and all your potential. If emotions were cars, then anger would have the best pick up. It can totally zoom. It can put things in orbit because of its raw power. It’s flashy. It gets attention. It can be loud. Or it can have a low rumble. If it was part of the weather, then it would be a twister. Building up with pressure. Coming in swiftly without warning to lay down a path of destruction. Bringing everything to a standstill. Accompanied with dark brooding clouds. And black skies.

People may lie when they are in love, or jealous, when they are sad or even when they are happy. But they will always tell the truth when they are angry. It just comes bursting forth in all its ugly brutality. Anger is honest. It’s true. It’s pure. Anger is a person’s base quality. It’s the first building block in the stack of emotions. The rest merely rely on it.