The Domineering Person

Wherever the domineering person is, whether at home, or in the Church, or in the government or in the party…, you will find darkness, you will find flat faces the expressions of which had been usurped, you will find the futile human being. Before anything else, the domineering person is a self-sufficient human being who asks to increase by nothing other than his own despotism, a human being who refuses the open space in which the children run freely, confident that they are loved, that they are children of the household. He hates the spaces. He is terrorized by the outskirts that overlook a superior humanity. Where there is no place for the facing face, the domineering person builds his flimsy kingdom. He loves, but rather what is his. He strives but rather to cling to your eyes. His joy consists of a world of suffocation, in which people are modelled on the poet’s impossible words: “I am breathing under the water”. With him, everything ends before it begins. This is part of the wrath of the last days!