we walk this world & work our way around such obstacles as we can not find our way through.

yet what about the obstacles which follow you without pause, making unwanted presence felt

without cause and threatening with ambiguous malice.

this life is not a crystal palace, nor need it be, although a sanctity of person & place is the very

cornerstone of respect.  and without respect there is no prospect of justice, no balance, no

prospect of peace or advance.

mouths of the disrespectful are full of derisive laughter & their eyes are blinded, their hearts

are rigid, their ears are deaf, & their minds unaware.  for disrespect is the weed which devours

the garden & the pernicious malice which they plant is the Karmic food which they must harvest.

woe to them who think themselves greater than the strength of God.  woe to those who lay their

traps and snares for the innocent, for it is they, themselves in the end, who shall be undone.  all

things have their brief day in the sun & then pass into oblivion.  the lovers of Truth shall never be

undone.  the lovers of Beauty will not be broken.  the lovers of Righteousness shall be lifted up

above the workers of inequity.  the pettiness & ruthlessness of haters can build for a short time,

but in the lust of their bitter destructiveness, the haters themselves & all that they have acquired shall

be brought down & to shame.  woe to the playa-haters & woe to those who play the disrespectful

hater game.

RAMU AKI