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... with a vengeance

it's all well and good to hope that the universe has some sort of balance and that karma, or some variant of it, will ultimately bring nature's most flagitious examples of questionable humanity to the miserable end they so richly deserve. but in every person's life, there are those cases where it seems almost necessary to give the karmic engine a bit of a jump start.

invariably, these cases are not monsters on a global scale, but those who have somehow offended us personally. perhaps it is that personal element that makes us (well, since i'm the one talking, that makes me) so determined to unite such people with their miserable destinies before the universe can complete the job. i'm also humble enough to think that it's because there is obviously such a great karmic clean-up backlog that it's unlikely any sort of grand power is going to be getting around to putting a boil on the backside of the guy who honked his horn for ten straight minutes because there was a traffic jam outside my building. (i missed the class in driver's ed where they went over the physics of how the sound of car horns disperses traffic.)

even if we could be certain that negative, antagonistic, selfish, boorish behaviour would carry with it the promise of certain misery (and there are plenty of psychological texts that postulate this), there are times when what you want is just good old-fashioned revenge. not the hope that deep down, those who infuriate us most are desperately unhappy, but the sort of thing that unfolds before your eyes in glorious poetic justice technicolour.

like most(?) people, i don't consider myself particularly vengeful, but i do have hot points. yes, the irresponsible, the unapologetically ignorant and the lazy are bothersome, but when i think of those who i would most like to see get some form of cosmic comeuppance, it is generally those by whom i feel disrespected. (that may say something about my own ego.) those people whose behaviour towards me (and, most often, towards others) has been patronising, belittling, insulting or outright degrading are the ones who cause my blood pressure to rise, those who i'd most like to see in a head-on collision with the consequences of their own actions. i've thought about this a lot.

i'm sure that everyone reading this has their own specific classification of people towards whom they harbour an abiding bitterness and desire for vengeance. and i invite all of you to think about what it is that makes that class of people what they are- the invisible thread that binds, and hopefully will eventually strangle them. dreams of revenge get a bad rap. we all know that there are some people who just deserve to reap the rewards of the unpleasantness they inflict on us. just keep in mind, in the interests of cosmic balance, that your name may be on someone's list too.

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JB said…
Does it help if I know who that person is. Does it matter if we had contiued we would have been a train wreak. Does it matter that I've tried to explain and appologise, and have gone unheard more than once.
There are people who get on my nerves, of course there are. There are some that I wouldn't mind unpleasant things happening to. I'll stop short of wishing those unpleasant things on them.
When you see too much that is negative, one more drop of negativity isn't going to change your world view.
flora_mundi said…
i have to say that i don't wish randomly bad things to happen to people. i generally hold out hope that whatever karma is visited on people is a direct consequence of their own actions. after all, if someone acts like a jerk their whole life then has a piano fall on their head, they haven't learned anything at all. perhaps it's the writer in me that craves some sense of poetic justice.

and whatever your situation is, if you've made an honest attempt to apologise to someone, that's a little different than what i meant... i'm talking about those who simply don't realise when they've done something wrong and who could use some divine guidance to point out the error of their ways.
dfm said…
If you mess up, fess up. It should be so simple...

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