Meditate hard, young grasshopper, and clarify your intentions toward someone or something in your world. And when you feel ready, pick up your keyboard and put your prayer into words upon the browser window. Then fold it small and tie it fast to this recently-come-into-existence thread, under the copypasted image of a wise old tree, that was sentenced to slow death by smothering in paper by the government of Ibaraki Prefecture, for felony foundation busting and sidewalk heaving
... sorry. I'm working on this whole mindfulness thing, one hand on the Daode Jing

Do as I say, not as I do, young acolyte.
I'll start:
From the depths of my being, I call upon all forces unseen to I, greater than I, and better dedicated to the path of good will to all sentient beings than I (in other words, better dedicated to I and I

)to hear my anguished cries of unwanted remembrance. For Doctor _____ has done me great wrong, and it would befit him greatly to taste of the pain he doled out wantonly to me and countless others, his gentle and eager students. Advocate, O spirits, to the turner of these wheels unseen to mine eyes on my behalf, I beseech thee, that the forces of the universe may bend in subtle ways so as to carry the force of my will. Doctor ______, may your legal troubles be many and complicated, for the abrasive bedside manner and power tripping you inflict upon patients and coworkers alike. May your patients realize and resent the little oversights in your care of them, in their quests to find a new doctor. May your third party payors be ever stingy. May your vanity plates and jaunty driving make it easy for anyone vindictive to find you. For in the name of all things sacred and the one light that shines within us all, I am not a vindictive or violent man. I want only that you reap of what you sow, and wake up from your island dreams of power and glory and realize that you are one with those you treat badly, and I sense it will take a rude awakening. And so if there be forces at work in this universe plotting your demise, I stand not in their way. So mote it be.
