It takes an easy mind
and half the intellect
to understand the beauty of life
and to grasp the simplicity
of our purpose.

What we cannot contemplate, we cannot hate. When we are not comfortable with something we cannot comprehend, it’s a feeling of dread. When we are deeply, yet inexplicably, uncomfortable with something we are familiar with, that is a form of hatred.

Such hatred is deeply rooted in parts of us that we hide from others.