Like embers, carbon, ash, and fire, smoldering in Cranky phase. Fire filling body, emanating from face in Angry phase. Erupting into volcanic torrent in Rage phase. Rooted low in the belly, rises up through my body; the higher and stronger it rises, the more intense is the anger. Rage is only in rare fantasies of retribution against my father. Sound is congruent with image/substance.
Generalized anger/irritability at everyone and everything. Very connected to Alone. Cranky: “I want my comfort.” Angry: “Damn you. Damn you all. You all suck.” Rage: “I hate you.”