The Street Yeller

Metaphorical Narrative

Picture a street corner where a wild-eyed man yells at every passerby. His voice is sharp, his words cutting, his rage pointed at anyone in sight.

But the truth? He knows nothing about you. His noise is just noise. People walk past, untouched, because none of it belongs to them.

That’s hate. A street yeller with no home, no authority, no truth.

Core Insight

Hate tries to trick you into hosting it. It shouts as if you must respond, absorb, or justify yourself. But the only sovereign response is indifference.

• Hate screams → you walk by.
• Hate demands → you say, “No thank you.”
• Hate persists → you give it nothing.

It has no power unless you take it in.

Saturday Experiment

1. When hate or contempt appears, imagine it as the street yeller.
2. Whisper: “No thank you.”
3. Walk on, letting the noise fade behind you.

Sunday Reflection

• What happens when you treat hate as background noise instead of authority?
• How does your body feel when you don’t host the yeller’s voice?
• Who are you when you keep walking, untouched by the noise?

Sovereign Seal

Hate is just a street yeller.
I do not host it.
I walk past.
No thank you. 🚶🔥