Life | Rage | Relationships | Love
An Act Of Rage Is All It Takes To Ruin Your Life Forever
Don’t let the sweeping currents whistle you away from the things that matter in your life — Think calmly, never let the anger get the best of you or else.
They say Love is blind, I say blind love is toxic. If you lose control in that blind love, the rage will push you to do unspeakable things. Such horrors that might steal your life from you and could even cause you to lose the one you love as well.
I knew someone when I was barely a teenager. He was a brash, bold man who would walk with a strong gait. He would also walk around, with a gun strapped to his front belt. He was a gun, and not the wild west kind. He was a man full of stories, and the suffering of a lifetime. He was visiting his relatives, who were my neighbors. I met him one day, as he was sitting alone. I sat beside him and we started talking.
We got along really well. He was on the run from the police. As they were searching for him as he escaped prison through some influential people that he used to serve. He told me about how he loved someone. He was perhaps, 19 then when it happened. He fell in love with a girl, a girl whom he treasured. He was truly dedicated as most people are who fall in love. He wanted to marry her, and they thought to run away if their parents didn’t allow them to get married.
They decided they will run. They got caught shortly after, and he was thrown into jail for kidnapping charges from the girl’s family. They also beat him a lot during this, He came back and told her brother that he is here for her. He came there with a gun and shot her brother when he tried to resist. Her brother bled to death, and she told him to run and never to see her again.
Soon after he was incarcerated for a few years, and then he escaped. In the prison, he met and got affiliated with some gangs who hired him and got him outside to do their dirty work. Since then, he was a hired gun who’d kidnap and extort people, maybe even kill if it came to that. He was always on the run, he wouldn’t stay in a place for a while. He would keep running as the police would always catch up to him.
One act of rage, was all it took for him to fall prey to the evils of what blind love can give.
During my time spent with him, I felt sad for him and for the guy who got shot. If only people would have accepted their love for another, nobody had to die. When would we not interfere in other people’s lives only to push them to do unspeakable evils? I mean, if he was educated — but he was blindly lost in rage, no one to guide him or show him the way. I asked him one day, “why can’t you change, he told me that he tried long ago.”
But there is no chance for someone like me, especially not when society can label you as black or white. I am forever blacklisted, he said. There is no hope for me to strive for a normal life.
I can only run if I stop — I will die. I can only run if I get caught — I will die. I can only run if I go back to her — I will die. I can only run if I ask for asylum — I will die.
These were some of the things he used to say, he was perhaps 27 then when I met him. I met him when he was 30 shortly after a few years — this time, he had a scar on his face and hands that came through a knife wound. We had a small conversation, and then he left. I haven’t met him after that. It has been almost two decades.
I don’t know if he is dead or alive. He is alive but on the run, that I believe to be the fact. He learned the only way to survive in the life that he had chosen was to always keep running and never looking back because if he did the past will always follow him like a shadow and hunt him down.
He gave in to his fears, and rage — thus he lost his freedom and his life. There are many lessons a man can learn from such a life. He used to tell me that he has nightmares, of the people he has either tortured or the brother that he killed in the moment’s reprise. An act of violence claimed his entire life, no one will take him in and no one needs to.
I understood his sentiments all too well. Thus, the first time I met him I would always give him support. To me, people commit bad choices but if there is no element of forgiveness then how can one mock the other when you have what you’re mocking. We all have our moments of rage, we all are susceptible to such a fate. We have to strive for a positive mindset.
My friend gave into his despair, he let the darkness consume him. He lost all his choices and let the evil that is contained in all hearts taint his ways. He let it flow without control and thus it caused him a great deal of harm. This made him lose hope and the ones he loved. He lost and suffered a great deal of pain and caused others to experience the negative impacts through his choices and that made it possible — that his life was but a bed of thorns for those who will walk into his life.
I hope he finds solace, and I hope God guides him on the right path or gives him the chance to a good life. He is on the run for his life, forever perhaps. May he find peace, and may he change himself and his ways given an opportunity. May we guide ourselves from his choices, and help ourselves to never let our life slip away from our hands, Amen.
The key takeaway from such a tragic story is that never let your emotions get the better of you — otherwise, you will lose your life. There is always another way of solving a problem, rash decisions are never the solution. Think smart, and do with patience. Everything in life comes to those who wait, even if it takes a lifetime it is better to wait then to throw away your chances and in doing so your life as well.
I hope if you’re reading this, you’re blessed with the strength to make good decisions that foster life-changing results for you. Stay Blessed and Stay Safe!
Thank you for reading.
