An old Grandfather said to his grandson, “Let me tell you a story. It’s as if there are two wolves inside me. One is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way. But the other wolf, ah! he is full of anger and fear and pain. The littlest thing will set him into a fit of temper or depression. He fights everyone all the time for no reason. He cannot think because his anger and fear is so great. Sometimes it’s hard to live with these two wolves inside me. For both of them try to dominate my spirit. The boy looked intently into his grandfather’s eyes and asked, “Which one wins, grandfather?” The grandfather smiled and quietly said, “The one I feed.
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