Volcanoes look calm and beautiful. They can also be peaceful on a good day. This sight and surroundings wouldn’t hint at the molten magma underneath the surface, building up to explode. The surface looks wonderful but the true character of the mound is waiting for the time that it needs to let its pressure out. When the volcano does explode it has seething lava coming from the top. The hot destructive liquid comes and never stops.
I am the volcano that is calm and collected with hot magma under my surface, ready to be set on fire and explode. When my own personal volcano explodes I make sure that it is known. When the fire is not hot I am a person that is easy to talk to. I can be fun and full of laughter. Those times are when the volcano is calm and not being disruptive.