CRUDE FURIE
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Anger, rage, wrath, or fury, such little words yet terrifying. That raw emotion that our generation today tries to hide and conceal, costs what it may.
When trying to fit into modern society, is not anger the worst outfit you can choose to parade in while facing stormy weather? Isn’t anger none other than the famous “ugly coat” given by the elders, showing, puffy, and worst of all furry, making you look like a savage animal, a prehistorical creature feared and eventually hunted down?
Commonly perceived as a negative emotion, anger is recognized as a curse more likely to strike the poor-minded people, non-educated ones, or those lacking social skills, within a society where the cursed ones are expected to tame their temper. To elevate to their full potential, and rise from the brute they are to the person that can be accepted among the normal crowd, anger should be controlled, calmed but surely not oppressed. A tedious and confusing process invented, paid for and lectured on in a world where anger is cheered to be the fire in the blood of Heroes and Gods.
From Achilles who driven by anger, revenged his lost love and killed Hector, to Zeus who condemned Prometheus to the most brutal punishment due to his uncontrolled rage, to the Pandora's box and the release of all evils upon the world, is anger truly dangerous or is it the fuel needed to be commemorated and praised throughout time?
In a universe full of opposites, nature always knew how to make the best of this duality, teaching us that none could stand without the other. Rain would never be appreciated, if not followed by a warm ray of sunshine or preceded by a sweating heat, life would never have been celebrated if death never existed, good has no meaning if evil disappears, wealth is just a number, if poverty weren't there to compete, the same applies to emotions. Happiness is meaningless if not threatened by sadness, and amusement is flavorless if not oppressed by dullness and boredom. However, in our daily life, dealing with the wheel of emotions is a tricky game, and unlike Gods, our fortune stands on it, especially when dealing with “the wrath”, the sixth deadly sin that reigns over the realm of forbidden emotions.
Looking through the numerous stories told about the ancient and recent Gods, I couldn’t help but realize that rage is always invited to the party, giving the toast of honor, as deities were always revengeful and maleficent because of their rage. A dark and ruthless side granting them fear, and obedience. And there it was, the bitter truth: rage is the whim of Gods.
But as we humans declare being the incarnation of God on dear earth, we mortals must have forgotten that no matter how great we are, we can never truly be Gods as we cannot perform miracles nor alter the course of events.
When being submerged by rage, allowing it to be a part of who we can be in a moment of total puzzlement, we may as well be prepared for the consequences. We must be aware of the damage we can cause, the fear and the mess we can sow, and most importantly, we have to be able to repair what will be lost and forever broken.
So until you acquire the supernatural gift of molding reality to your convenience and reshaping the past, don’t try to be a God, instead be an opera performer in this timeless comedy called Life. Look for the perfect opera house, choose your orchestra wisely, and perform that “Crude Furie- crude fury” until mastered. Give anger another chance, another reputation. Make it your muse, your motivation. Exorcist yourself from the evil spirits that taint your existence while dancing to the flow of music, and instead of being cursed, be applauded.
Yours, Meryem.