I really enjoy my new philosophy thanks to time, with my family. It is amazingly easy to hate people who love you if they hurt you, you think all the time, by pure ignorance truly. I ressented God for my mother so very much. It is wild how pityless I was with her, even once at young age, as I then realized she had not lived that much of an enlightening life so far. I am telling you everyone: my hatred of both these fine parents was simply snobbery and lack of pity for them on my part, especially for my mother. This attest to MY failings as a spiritual being, even if I was just a child.