I use to feel that way when i was getting picked on in school. I'd come home practicing swings pretending it being the person picking on me. Use to piss me off so much that i wouldn't stand up for myself. Until one day i did and clocked him in the head right on his ear. After that moment, never got touched again. I'm guessing thats probably why i always look like i have a chip on my shoulder now.maintain that destructive energy and wild desire to crush my enemies physically and spiritually.
I love that feeling when you imagine yourself in a hostile situation, and you start throwing fists around the room at your imaginary enemy.
It feels good if you can maintain it and follow through, if you can burn your energy through your fists or through the cold spirit crushing words you hurl at your target.
But it feels bad when you just swollow your anger immediately, when you feel your lack of physical and spiritual stamina and strength, and you start to think that your enemy would probably win.
And you would just be an impotent weakling throwing punches.
Hey, I'm becoming businessman, I will be deceiving douche soon enough. But I'll always be Mr. Nice Guy in my private life.Yeah, we all know that being 'nice' will get you places...