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    <title>"What is a stronger emotion, Love or Hate?"</title>
    <published>2007-02-26T03:15:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-26T03:17:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was once asked "What is a stronger emotion, Love or Hate?"&lt;br /&gt; Blindly and naively I responded, "love;" when asked by the love of my life &lt;br /&gt; I asked him the same question back&lt;br /&gt; When asked to justify my choice I gave him a situation, a common, innocent, stupid situation&lt;br /&gt; I told him that if we were in a position where someone pulled a gun on us, I would take the bullet for him and end my life for him&lt;br /&gt; At the time, I really did believe this&lt;br /&gt;I was so blinded by love that it was as if I forgot any pain or hate I had ever felt before&lt;br /&gt; It seemed hate had completely been erased from my life and love was the only emotion that floated around me and affected me&lt;br /&gt; It's different now though&lt;br /&gt; Now that the love has been painfully and abruptly stricken from my now morbid life I understand how wrong I was &lt;br /&gt; Hate is a much stronger emotion &lt;br /&gt; Hate changes a person, makes them feel ways they wouldn't normally believe they could&lt;br /&gt; Hate makes people do things they couldn't fathom possible for themselves&lt;br /&gt; Hate makes a person hurt others, and themselves&lt;br /&gt; I thought of the original situation I had given in defense to my first answer to the question, the situation with the gun&lt;br /&gt; I changed the situation around in my mind and put myself behind the gun, being the person who wanted so badly to end someone else’s life that I was at the final step, waiting to pull the trigger and drastically change everything&lt;br /&gt; I realized hate would drive me to that point, and that if I had ever reached that point in my life where I killed someone, it would be much worse than taking a bullet for a boy I loved&lt;br /&gt;Love can lead you to give up your life for someone, but hate can drive you to kill&lt;br /&gt;You have to live with the decision you made and the fact that you unnaturally took the life of another human being; and living with that is much worse ending your life quickly&lt;br /&gt; But the I realized something else&lt;br /&gt; Hate and love are almost exactly the same thing&lt;br /&gt; The expression about there being a fine line between love and hate, is perhaps the most true expression that anyone could ever say&lt;br /&gt; If I were to ever kill someone, chances are that I would have had to have loved them tremendously before I came to the point in my life where I hated them&lt;br /&gt;The most probable reason for me hating them would be them not returning the love I had for them&lt;br /&gt; Without love blinding me now, I can see that hate is stronger and that love just masks everything &lt;br /&gt; Love is wonderful, but it blinds you and changes everything &lt;br /&gt; When he answered the question, he said hate&lt;br /&gt; I guess that asshole knew the truth all along, and I guess he never really loved me to begin with&lt;br /&gt; Now where did I put that gun...&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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