#bloops of joy

there are times when i reply, i type, furiously and my fingers fly zing! zang!

to a comment so irrevocably wrong pathetic treacherous that it cries for a sharp stabbing insult like a shard in the eye

dehumanizing is what they do best these untoward humans

dehumanizing others who are not like them, whom they fear whom they deem underlings, whose value is measured by their output.

people of a different faith, color, sex, race, class even

their way of life is threatened

my fingers fly and i reply in the most ferocious roars to deafen the tiny hate-addled brains

only to realize im screaming into the void. the void is lonely and it is there and fear is where it resides

for my own well-being i have to walk away i have to stop being mad at the emptiness that permeates the hate culture

i have to create with empathy. with love.