Crouching Tiger, Hidden Hater

    Greetings to you, my wonderful noodles of the internet soup! The time has come again for an adventure into fantastical places, and unknown times. Where wild creatures roam, and put hats on things unexpectedly. But seriously, I am excited to be putting out another post, and may I say thanks to all you who have been wandering through my blog and showing some support at such an early stage. But enough talk, have at you!
   
     It took me a bit to decide what I should write about this time, but after some deliberation, an event happened to me the other night! *gasp!* It inspired this topic, which is, what it's like to have people who direct hatred towards you. Like Darth Vader, or Cobra Kai, or Shakespear. Now, some people may think that this is a very common thing, and not really a big deal. But personally, I've never really had enemies, or people that just downright hated me, until recently. I am not going to indulge any stories or snippets, because that's not important. What is important, is how I feel about it all, and how I choose to respond.
   

There is no fear in this dojo! or well trained barbers, apparently.

     It's really interesting when encountering someone who has enough firey hate for you that they could toast a whole bag of english muffins. It really doesn't happen to me often. So when it does, I pay attention. I really dislike coming across these situations because they're uncomfortable, and leave me feeling gross, and ooky. I've just never really been one for confrontation.. Or being the target of supremo negativity. It got me thinking though, why did I let this situation manipulate me so much? For a minute, It was like I had really gotten smacked in the face with some sort of.. smacking stick. I received this hatred so willingly, that I became the problem. It was my doing that created a gross state of being. I let it happen. So what do I do now?
   
     Let me just say that I am not a hateful person, in the least. I do not hate anyone, or even wish anything mildly uncomfortable on anyone. But unfortunately, there will be people in my life that will toss negativity my way for whatever reason they see fit. Even if I send them home made cupcakes with little zombie hearts on them that say "I love you for your brains!"  There's nothing I can do, but accept it. So what's the real issue then? Well, the only thing I can come up with, is it's an issue of self respect, and self love. If I was so willing to accept someone else's vile opinion of myself and let it get to me, over my own, that's a huge problem. Even if just for a few minutes, it's still poison. So I gathered myself up, and I said "self! You are a super cool dude. Don't worry about what poop comes out of other people's faces."
   

Actually, Zombie cupcakes are probably a bad idea. They're crazy bastards.

     My lesson learned in this experience is a very important one that requires constant practice; A person with true self love and respect cannot be bothered by the hateful projections of another. It's not a lesson that I'll soon forget! I really think that times like these are the most important to prove to ourselves that we have what it takes to really show just how enlightened and evolved we can be. True peace is achieved in the midst of chaos, not calmness. So the next time you have a hankerin' for peace, take a trip to the DMV!   So let me know what you guys think about enemies and haters! I'd love to hear. As always, thanks for looking peeps!

Just because. Welcome to subjection to the most hilarious picture ever.