The picture above represents what I often feel projected onto me by someone who is hate-filled.
Anger vs Hate
I’ve known anger, and I’ve known hate. I’ve also seen both displayed by others. There is a keen difference between the two, in my opinion.
Anger is an emotion and is often a reaction to the unpleasant. Hatred is an intense, passionate dislike. It is a strong aversion to someone or something mixed with feelings of malice and hostility.
Hatred is more than anger. It takes strong action towards a target and projects the strongest feelings of disgust, loathing, abhorrence, detestation, and abomination against a target.
These feelings suggests the one holding such hatred has a violent antipathy, a deep shuddering repugnance, a strong detestation, and an utter disgust and intolerance for the target.
This, alone, suggests that hatred is far more powerful than anger.
Hate-Filled
Throughout my life, I have encountered various people who were not just hateful, but they were also hate-filled. They were filled with so much hatred that their spirits wreaked of it. I didn’t even want to be near them, and it was obvious that they didn’t want to be near me either.
Perhaps the terms hateful and hate-filled suggest the same things. Someone is full of hate. Yet, when I think of the terms, I think differently. I think upon a spiritual plane. I have felt hateful towards a lot of people and a lot of situations, feeling pushed beyond my brink. Yet, I’m not going to go around tainting others with these emotions. I try hard not to for sure.
Once I’ve reached that point, the hate has filled me with malice, bitterness, and every other evil emotion. I need to deal with it. I need to search within my heart and work out the darkness that dwells therein. It’s often that I need to deal with my unforgiveness towards others. Dwelling too much in such a hate-filled space can fill one’s heart with so much darkness that a person can border on doing things against others and themselves from which there is no return.
When feelings are pushed to the point where one is filled with such extreme hate, I believe they spiritually allow themselves to become open to the demonic realm. I believe this because I’ve also witnessed this myself. I’ve seen with my own eyes how demons and/or evil spirits can infill a person and drive their hatred into vicious and vile actions against others.
I never want to be filled with so much hatred that I am plotting against someone’s life and unable to enjoy my own life. That’s not truly living at all. In fact, that’s a life of pure hell. I think life is hard enough without all that.
Hate-filled People
Whenever I’m in the mood for fast food, I frequently go to local restaurants near my home, but I will avoid certain restaurants at all costs if I’ve ever experienced dealing with a hate-filled person. I can deal with a person who’s having a bad day because that’s something that I commonly experience too. In fact, I can excuse away a person having a bad day because I will look beyond the person and realize that their behavior isn’t about me.
However, I cannot tolerate dealing with a hate-filled person. These are the types of people I avoid like I avoid narcissists. Not all hate-filled people are narcissists even if they behave narcissistically. Some people are just hate-filled to the core. They hate others just because they are haters in general, and their type of hate has a propensity towards causing evil against the object(s) of their hatred.
In fact, these people tend to ooze hatred through their every pore. Even if on the surface, they seem jolly and happy with nothing but smiles from ear to ear, they exude hatred through their glaringly dark eyes. It’s something I can see and feel. All of my senses seemed captured by this extremity of evil that I do all that’s possible to avoid being around it and the person that harbors it.
There is one particular restaurant that I love, but I will go long amounts of time without ever visiting it just to avoid a hate-filled employee that works there. I don’t even know this person in a personal sense. I’ve only recalled ever encountering them because of my frequent visits to the restaurant. Yet, they behave in a manner towards me that makes me uncomfortable, but that uncomfortableness is familiar.
This person is always catty towards me, particularly when another employee is present with them. They behave towards me as if they personally know me or are at least familiar enough with me to behave in such a negative way. Their behavior is so off-putting to the point that I don’t want to even bother having them take my order. They look at me with condescension and give off smirk-y vibes.
The person can barely even respond to me without sarcastic sassiness. Each time I’ve been in their presence, they make disparaging remarks with undertones of hate they speak about me underneath their breath to someone else. They actually talk about me while I’m waiting as if I can’t hear them.
Their behavior gives off that they are severely immature, and because they are a young adult, I try to take their actions towards me with a grain of salt. Yet, I have been sometimes overcome with the hatred that I feel being projected onto me when I’ve had to hand them my money in exchange for my change. It’s occurred to me that I’m grateful they aren’t preparing my food because I wouldn’t want to eat from someone so filled with hatred.
It’s hard for me to describe. I’d say unless you’ve experienced it, you might not understand what I am talking about, but that feeling of hate-filled-ness directed towards me from another person is something I can’t always shake. It bothers me that someone would behave this way when I am behaving in only kind ways toward them. Sometimes these types of negative behaviors from others can wear off on me and ruin the rest of my day. I feel these types of feelings so strongly that I have to take some time to brush them off.
The last few times I encountered this person, it occurred deeply within my spirit that this person had been overcome by an evil spirit. A few times, I stared at this person without flinching just to see their reaction. I wasn’t rude, but I wasn’t smiling either. I was looking for what I knew was present to expose itself. Sometimes “it” would expose itself, but sometimes I could see “it” hide behind the recesses or corners of the person’s eyes. “It” doesn’t want to be exposed at all, but once I’ve seen it, I cannot unsee it. I always know it’s there based on the hate-filled reactions this person can’t seem to hide from me.
When I sense this evil spirit, I want to get away. I don’t want to be there in its presence. This person’s behavior is that off-putting to me, and I am reminded of some of the evil narcissists I have dealt with who harbor this same type of hate-filled spirit about them too. I sense it, I know it, and I can’t always easily shake it. Interactions with a hate-filled person usually fill me with inner dread because I seek to understand what is happening around me. I don’t want to internalize it, but that is the first thing I do. I take it all in to understand it.
When this person I’ve encountered at the restaurant behaves so hate-filled towards me, I always decide not to return for a while, or I will visit the restaurant when I believe this person is not there. A few times, I have wanted to express myself to them, but I already know that I must be ready for a battle when dealing with this type of hate-filled spirit. Usually, it is not worth my time to do so. So I just leave it alone, but their ugly and menacing behavior is something I just cannot stomach. So I ended up not going back for a while.
It’s all about the hate-filled glare within this person’s eyes. There’s a certain way the person looks that never has anything to do with their physical eyes. It’s something I discern in the spirit realm, and when I catch those eyes, I know exactly what I am dealing with, and “it” knows that I know too, especially if our eyes both lock with each other’s. It’s almost as if “it” attempts to taunt me out of my character even though I try to ignore “it”.
A few times, I have locked eyes with the person and just stared at them while they were behaving so hate-filled towards me over something as simple as giving me my change. It’s crazy that such a quick interaction can actually have a lasting effect on an individual which is why I always try to be kind to others because I never know what they are going through. However, a hate-filled person has no tolerance for kindness and will react in a way that leaves a person to even question why they have existence.
Yes, it’s that kind of interaction where it’s not just about a person having a bad day. It’s about a person having a miserable life. It’s about a person’s desire to spread their misery around to a select few others making the rest of their days miserable too. It’s the kind of interaction that seems too much for such a short amount of time. I’m always left with the impression that the person hates me on a deeper level that is even too much for them to comprehend. That’s how I know I’m dealing with an evil spirit.
This person has a lot of hatred within them. They are hate-filled. People like this tend to work out their hate-filled selves against select people. They actually do see how their behavior comes across, and they don’t care. They don’t care who their actions of hate infect or affect. That’s what they want. Subconsciously, they appear to mirror all the attributes of an envious, jealous, and vindictive person. They’re behaviors remind me so much of some of the narcissists I’ve dealt with that I shudder within myself each time I encounter this person.
In fact, I think of the biblical story about a girl who followed Paul and other disciples around taunting them while they were minding their business but doing God’s work. Although the girl called them out as who they were – servants of God who proclaimed the way of salvation – she did so in a taunting and disparaging way. I envision it the way a narcissist would do it … trying hard to get under their skin and make them lash out.
In fact, this girl taunted and harassed Paul and others in this way for days. Paul was aggravated enough to finally call that evil spirit out of the girl just so she would be quiet and stop her crazymaking behaviors. This is how I feel about this person each time I must encounter them at the restaurant. I want to call them out on their behavior. I want to shut their hate-filled selves down. I want to be able to enjoy going to that restaurant in peace without dealing with their ridiculous drama.
However, I have no power to change people. They choose their own paths. This person may simply be a miserable person, but I do discern their misery is a result of hate-filled torment. Life with deep bitterness against others is not a happy life. It’s not a contented life. It’s not a peace-filled life. I wish this person would deal with their internal issues so they could have a life without hate-filled-ness. I wish they could know some true joy or else I’m going to have to steer clear of that restaurant for good.
My Voice Unchained 