Klootzak
I can't help but judge every now and then and find someone an asshole. I was with an acquaintance that I will call Karel. He got a phone call and I heard him say:"Yes, she would like me to call her and of course I won't, ha ha ha .. '. I immediately thought "what a sadist and what a bastard that is".
One woman said about a man who hanged himself: "Den it itself" nothing strict about it, ha ha ha "I had to think then" what a demon, laugh at the misery of the other, what an asshole', I then quickly ran away. Bastards have fun and enjoy showing others' misery instead of loving compassion.
A courier I knew once came to drink tea with me. He showed no interest in the many things in my room that I pointed out to him, not even for my clocks, where I know he collects clocks, he wasn't interested in mine. He seemed envious and then said aptly:"All people are selfish" with contempt in his voice, what a selfish bastard I thought then. It took me two days to use smudge and incense to get rid of this man's negative energy.
I told a woman that I was writing a book about anger motivation: "Oh you know all about that!"Said that nice thing, like I'm always furious, what a bastard I thought then, but kept asking me that it didn't sound so nice to me, she laughed and liked that I didn't like it so much and reluctantly said "you must have studied it", waarop ik zei: "That already sounds much better". This woman likes to piss me off so as not to feel her own anger, let me play it out, a demon that is, a bastard, I don't want any contact with someone like that .. I don't close my eyes to misery, but don't think I should look it up either..
A man said to Arthur, a young and poor friend of mine: "Do you want to work". Arthur wanted to and would like to earn some extra money. He worked 5 hour hard for the man and then received a tenner in his hands as a reward. What an asshole and exploiter I thought then and got very angry with the man, only later did I understand that it was Arthur's problem and that he should have asked beforehand what he earned from it…
I heard from a woman who had sexual problems with men that a "therapist" told her that only he could help her, that they have him 100 had to give euros and then deduct and then her problem would be solved. She did that too naively she was, and I thought then what a charlatan that therapist, what a bastard to abuse such trust .., afterwards I could also laugh about it..
At a fair in Belgium I met a neo-Nazi who showed me a photo of a dead Negro on his jeep. "I had to kill him because he wouldn't pay me". What a racist bastard I thought then and quickly walked on.
I also know the bastard in myself, although it is not dominantly present, it does occur occasionally and I can be blunt and offensive and then I use ho'oponopono again to purify and heal myself .. it is life's work….
Remember, even an asshole has friends…