Above the Sea of Fog by E. T. Compton (1914)
“If someone is slipping up, kindly correct them and point out what they missed. But if you can’t, blame yourself- or no one.” — Marcus Aurelius
*A Poison Tree *by William Blake,
“I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night…”
You know how pent up anger behaves. Blake understood it long before any of us had the words. Shed light on your wrath, and it ends. Repress it, and…
Above the Sea of Fog by E. T. Compton (1914)
“If someone is slipping up, kindly correct them and point out what they missed. But if you can’t, blame yourself- or no one.” — Marcus Aurelius
*A Poison Tree *by William Blake,
“I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night…”
You know how pent up anger behaves. Blake understood it long before any of us had the words. Shed light on your wrath, and it ends. Repress it, and it grows- fed by fear, watered by insecurity, warmed by the little smiles you give to keep the peace. You do this more often than you’d like to admit. You tell yourself it’s nothing. You don’t want friction. You don’t want to disrupt a fragile affection, especially when you’re enamoured and convinced the person you admire couldn’t possibly misstep. So you hold it in. You ignore the shitty feeling when someone you thought of as a friend uses you, one ups you, gossips about you. You suppress the discomfort when your generosity and goodwill becomes their convenience. Silence feels easier in the moment.
But the unsaid never disappears. It settles into you. It distracts you, the way obsessive thoughts coil around your focus until you’re feeling demotivated- apathetic, resentful. Even within yourself, the darkness you refuse to face hardens you in strange ways. You feel ashamed of the mistakes you made when overwhelmed with desire. You feel embarrassed about how easily you lose your edge when life seduces you with comfort. You feel angry at yourself for coasting when you know discipline is the price of every meaningful thing you want. And because these frustrations stay unspoken, they gather mass. They distort your sense of self. They make you burst out in anger for reasons that seem unrelated, and you feel miserable. But the truth is simple. Everything you refuse to address in yourself will become a pressing issue.
Even insecurity behaves this way. You become sensitive, weighted, thrown off by the slightest change in someone’s tone. You assume disrespect. You imagine malice where there might be none. You forget that people are often clumsy rather than cruel. And every time you smile through something that bothers you, the tree grows taller- its roots reaching into your energy, its branches blocking your joy. Blake warned us. What’s hidden blooms in the dark- the shadow grows darker.
But there’s another path. Forget the worst that you imagine could possibly happen- as long as you’re not doing wrong. Speak up. Write down what’s irritating you- be as real and honest as possible. Admit the envy- even if in a journal. Confess the anger before it curdles. Argue things out with the person irritating you. Ask for what you want. And when you do, you’ll realize it eases the pressure building inside you. You stop mistaking fear for intuition. You stop letting shame dictate your mood and what you do. You remember that your life is finite, and peace is too expensive to waste on repression. You set boundaries because it’s how you enforce self-respect. You choose people who choose you. You choose people who love and respect you- those who listen to sound criticism without arrogance. You forgive your flaws. You return to the harmonious flow within you.
And once you learn this rhythm- truth over suppression, expression over attrition, without whining, explaining yourself, or complaining- the wrath ends as simply as Blake promised.
I was angry with my friend. I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
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