people journal. since the invention of writing, it has offered humans access to permanency of thought. however, that is also, sadly ironic that it is, its greatest weakness. soon after humans started writing permanent thoughts, it became apparent that gullible and feeble-minded alike became entranced by the permanency. the second person to read the permanently imagined musings of the first person to write it all down was trapped by their own unintelligent neurons. in short, the first person accidentally programmed the second. scholars know now that the programming was stuck and was enculturated and quickly became dogma. stupid humans. now, ten thousand years later, civilization is encumbered with the same, paradoxical problem. humans believe what humans write, fiction or non-fiction though it may be.
the point relating to anger? i get angry at some stupid imaginings, so i imagine all manner of possible solutions. in order to work through the anger caused by those imaginings logically, and to purge the bad energy from my own system, i write it all down. the writings are accessible to gullible and feeble-minded people who take my authority for granted. thus does my purge of anger become their fuel.
dear stupid and weak-minded and feeble-minded and gullible fools: fuck off. this is not for you. go read stephen king novels. get your imaginary cult-fodder elsewhere.