In know people who have had their children die in their arms who have expressed less anger and vitriol than people express here on a daily basis.

My sister (who is not a premie) lost a child two years ago to a drug overdose as a result of an addiction started by a person she knows.

She didn't start up a web site about it.

She didn't even write the person a rude note.

She grieved but she knew that for her sake and the sake of her family, she had to look ahead and make an effort to enjoy her life.

So that is the direction she chose and time has proven to be a great healer.

All you want to do is pick at your little wound until it becomes infected and keep picking until it consumes your whole body.

The sadness and anger expressed on this forum is a result of your choices.

If you were making the right choices you would have forgotten about Maharaji in a matter of months.

Instead you chew over stuff that's more than twenty years old as if it happened yesterday.

And very often it didn't even happen to you, but to someone you've never met.

You're like a child who falls over on a bed of feathers and then starts crying for effect and when no one takes any notice you start screaming.

And you keep screaming.