But let me be clear on this one thing.
If you can't keep your head 24/7.
And you don't know when it's time to retire to your quarters.
I will toss you overboard,
without hesitation.
Regardless of the fact that you are in no condition to swim.
Do we understand each other?

Did you ever see Kurosawa's film "Dreams".

The first vignette is a heartbreakingly rewarding,

and blindingly beautiful depiction,

of the inevitable path towards individuality.

And the unshakable supposition that this path leads
back around the other side,

to the place where we all coalesce.

What can I tell you...

He's a great film maker.

Page two.

So yah, 

it is a fact of life that "some" folks are just gonna bug you.


And at some point you will recognize that those who bug you, 

are either damaged, or young.


Soon after that you will recognize that allowing them to push your buttons is...


unnecessary.


And that treating them in kind, is stunningly unproductive.

From The Lost Translations.

The Samurai Of The Setting Sun.

Post Script...

There is an old legend in Japan that states that when the sun is shining through the rain,
The kitsune (foxes) have their weddings.
In the first dream, a boy defies the wish of a woman, possibly his mother, to stay home during a day with such weather.
From behind a large tree in the nearby forest, he witnesses the slow procession of the kitsune.
And he is spotted,
and he runs from the foxes.
When he returns home,
the same women says that a fox has come by and left a tanto knife.
The woman refuses to let the boy in and gives the boy the knife.
She asks the boy to go and beg forgiveness.
The boy sets off into the mountains,
towards the place under the rainbows,
in search of the kitsune's home...