Human delusions

Hatred. It is the grease of human interaction. Where would we be if we couldn't point a condemning finger at those who dare think differently from us? Where would we be if we couldn't rationalize exactly the same things in ourselves? We lie as easily as we breathe, and we lie to ourselves best of all.

My sin: I hate. I hate myself. I hate everyone else. I hate the sins and delusions we so willfully engage in, lying about it entirely every chance we get. I hate the assumption that I'm right and you're wrong, and vice versa. I hate smugness and indifference. I hate the ego and the id and the superego. I hate the conscience and the will. I hate the whole stinking mass of foul humanity.

I HATE YOU. I HATE ME. I hate us all.

Come quickly, Lord Jesus, and wipe it all out. But save the nonhuman creation, Lord. The blame lies solely with us.