Well, fucker, you finally got busted. Maybe your old, ugly wife really doesn't mind the fact that you groom your most attractive young female students for "private instruction," but the owners of the respected yoga studio where you trolled for pussy sure didn't seem too happy when they found out about it, did they? I am one of the people whose relationships you helped destroy with your manipulative, vampiric behavior. My girlfriend (now ex) and I were having a hard-enough time as it was, so it certainly didn't help to have you, her "trusted spiritual adviser," whispering in her ear about your polyamorous lifestyle and making bold suggestions as to how she might "expand her practice." The funny thing is, I knew from the moment I met you that you were a duplicitous, narcissistic, sleazy fuck-weasel. It hit me right in the gut the second I looked into your beady eyes—isn't that what you call prajna wisdom? Of course, I couldn't say anything—I wouldn't want you to convince my gullible girlfriend I was stuck in a "lower chakra." You have turned what is supposed to be a spiritual pursuit into an ugly, hedonistic pussy-getting technique. You can dazzle the pretty girls with your extensive knowledge of Sanskrit terminology, but there's one term you need to bone up on, bitch: karma.

—Anonymous