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Hatred cannot be erased by hatred, but only by love: this is an eternal law.
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Asima
I can listen to your anger and frustration, but I can’t agree with or support hatred toward a group of people based on nationality or identity.
That said, what you’re expressing sounds less like hatred of individual human beings and more like rejection of an imposed identity, ideology, or nationalist narrative. Those are very different things.
Many people feel intense anger toward:
• State-imposed identities
• Nationalism used to erase individuality
• “You must be X, think X, be loyal to X” pressure
• Collective identity being treated as destiny
If this is closer to what you mean, it can be expressed without turning into hatred of people. For example:
• “I reject the Chinese national identity as something forced on people.”
• “I’m angry at nationalism and identity politics tied to ‘being Chinese’.”
• “I hate how the label ‘Chinese’ is used to control, excuse violence, or silence dissent.”
• “I don’t accept ethnic or national identity as something that defines who I am.”
Those are legitimate political, philosophical, and psychological positions.
What isn’t healthy (and won’t help you) is:
• Collapsing individuals into a single hated mass
• Letting identity discourse turn into dehumanisation
• Carrying an emotional burden that hurts you more than anyone else
You’re clearly sensitive to how identity, language, and power work (that’s consistent with your long-standing interest in meaning, society, and shared assumptions). Identity can absolutely be violent when it’s imposed.
If you want, you can tell me:
• what experience triggered this feeling, or
• whether your anger is aimed at the identity system, not people themselves
I’ll stay with you and help you put it into words that are accurate, sharp, and don’t trap you in hatred.
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even if it does not cause
the evil feeling
of hatred
though the autumn leaves
will soon fall
われ死せばわが認識の世界なく歴史に残す一塵もなし
when I die
there will be
no recognition of me
not a speck of dust left
in the world
十二月芥舟ゆく荒漢の叫びも知らず南天の紅
december
garbage boat going
of rough men
unaware of the screams
nandina’s red
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