Rage occupies a spot where trauma never healed. I rage to keep them from hurting me but am tearing myself to pieces, like the being sent to the tormentors. How do I fill this room with love and with treasures instead of hate and fear. Wild words, that is what Job used. The patience of Job? Ha Have you read the book of Job lately, he rages against the dying of the light. God was upset, used sarcasm. Who is this who rages with words of not understanding? Brace yourself like a man. I will ask and you will answer. I can't wait to give an answer. Of course it's a rationalization. Rage, rationalization, room. What is in your room?
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