The Ocean of love and the Whirlwind of hatred

Love and hatred ara two powerful emotions that arise in the human mind. Psychologically speaking, love is not just an emotion, but on of the most powerful feelings that give meaning to human life. What's special is that both these emotions are nourished by the same root, "desire". The human heart is like an endless ocean. On ona side, a fierce whirlpool named hatred waits to swallow the whole life with unimaginable speed.

When love turns into hatred, it's depth doesn't change. Only it's nature changes. Love and hatred are inseparable. To me, this is an eternal truth. The most intense hatred is both from hearts that once loved deeply. Just like in Shakespeare's  Othello, where Othello instantly turned to hatred towards Desdemona, whom he loved like his life, due to a misunderstanding of betrayal. Othello's immense love turned into fierce hatred due suspicion and perceived of love but a distorted from of love itself. 😍😡

       

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