I'm often painted as the bad guy, and the artistic part of me wants to hand out the brush.

It is so easy at times for a lonely individual to begin fantasizing about what the people outside are saying about him and, in result, irrationally and fearfully, and sometimes angrily, fancy himself a villain.

The theistic philosopher has a tendency to devalue insufficient worldviews, ideologies, and quite often common sense for the greater good, and in such cases, one should not be discouraged when seen as a bad guy. If he stresses over man's perception of a righteous heart, then he has given his heart to man.

So it seems the case that plenty of everyday people are in deed 'hate-filled' (but it's unreleased) - the beast within is caged - until they unleash it, this secret, in 'agreement', on some common foe, and though like a freer bill, the pay is still rage.

Heroic ambition seemed to have been the cause of much of the world's pain then - quite like it is now. No villain ever saw himself a villain: he only saw himself a hero; and this goes just as no hero ever saw himself a hero: he simply did what he had to do. No true hero initially sets out with intentions of being deemed a hero.

As a kid my heart would break for the villains.