Solaris said:But how can one live a relatively normal life while dealing with that aggressive impulse?
How do we master the arsenal of hate that lives inside all of us
though for some, it becomes obvious?
Through love.
The path and the solution to this eternal puzzle: how to exist within a life of both love and hate, of both existence and death.
It’s impossible to cast off or ignore death and hatred, because they are part of us—part of our nature, our very existence.
And if we can't reject them (since rejection itself is an act of aggression—aggression being any form of division), then our only option is to assimilate them.
Merging love with hate, life with death—it is possible through love
(because it is the only thing that unifies us).
No matter how much we love others, there is always enough love left for ourselves.
It’s a matter of primary narcissism that keeps us alive—a fine-tuned regulator that kicks in automatically when life is threatened.
In that same way, alongside self-love, exists primary self-aggression. Ancient cultures understood this well, developing stories about original sin. It is essentially guilt without cause.
There is simply an impulse within us that seeks to destroy the bearer itself. How? Why?
There is no need for a reason; just as we cannot answer why we live. We live because life exists.
We die because death exists.
If we have found love in the psyche as a reflection of life, then hate is the reflection of death, and it exists in the psyche as well.
From the most innocent examples of self-aggression (self-hatred):
I drive too fast, taking a sharp turn without braking...
I drink black coffee... this is my fifth cup... I'll order another.
I smoke... this is my second pack... I'm lighting the next one.
I'm exhausted... I know how wonderful it would be to sleep, but instead, I turn on the PC.
I eat... I know my blood pressure is high... yet I eat more.
I write, crafting sentences beautifully... then I write faster... losing my thread... writing even faster... getting angry at myself...
I face a choice regarding my own life... I've submitted all my paperwork... I only have one left to hand in... days pass... I wait until the last second... racing to the post office...
I pick up fruit with unwashed hands.
I dress lightly even though it's freezing out.
I insult a friend for no reason...
These and many other "innocent" acts of hate clearly point toward self-hatred.
Why?
There is no answer...
Within us, there is often a saboteur, preventing us from rising above the mud of our own lives.
As if there were a fear of change, or of success...
Avoiding change...
And aggression (hate) toward oneself and toward one's surroundings is so often intertwined...