I was asked recently where my hatred is directed. It's not at many. I hate very few. And I see my own hatred as a limitation.

These few things that I hate hold power over me because I cannot help but feel a sudden negativity toward these people, some of whom I have yet to even meet.

I will not name them. Some I wont name because you will not even know who they are. Some I wont name because I do not want to glorify their exploits. Whether it is to lead likeminded individuals to their cause, or to lead individuals of my thinking against theirs. I do not wish to breed hatred for hatred's sake.

It is not healthy, and it is not just.

But it is inhuman for me to say that I do not hate. And it is inhuman for me to not express that hatred. Perhaps I will express this hatred in a story, or perhaps this hatred will sit here. The future will determine that.