Yet another legal con-artist and substance-abuser revealed and defeated…
I’d dealt with corrupt dentists and nurses before; in my childhood, and then at the V.A. hospitals and clinics. I never imagined how many of them there were, though –or that I’d end up so dangerously close to one of the worst ones. I’d always striven to lead a healthy life, and had only resorted to professional medical care when absolutely necessary; when my life hung in the balance. How is it, then, that I found myself getting to know more of the questionable lot who’d chosen that line of work?
When a doctor can’t diagnose or heal you right away, there is a problem. After a week or more, there should be all the ‘red flags’ you need; healers don’t take that long, even if all they’re doing is getting you on a better holistic recovery program. Doctors pushing product are just over-complicated drug-dealers and salesmen; no one has any reason to be on pills or other technology-based remedies, when what they need and deserve are solutions –natural ones –which they can find or grow for themselves.
It was the summer of 2011, and I was desperate for help; I’d been doing my best to make ends meet, but then got poisoned by the V.A., lost the ability to sleep regularly, and was at wits end. I’d also barely managed to escape from the most immoral relationship-trap I could have ever imagined in the darkest of my creative-writing moods; stress was high, and with stress… comes the continuation and/or exacerbation of one’s ailments. To reduce the loud noise the poison had put indefinitely in my ears (or, at least, in my brain’s interpretation of what was happening from my ears into the neural pathways that connected them to my brain), I was now willing to try anything; I had to find some fix that would allow me to sleep again, as sleep was one of my only remaining refuges and affordable forms of healing.
After getting a flier in the mail for a free consultation, I ended up in a soundproofed hearing-gauging booth, getting all those familiar little beeps and other sounds played through another headset, so much like the ones during exit-testing in the military. I heard just about all of the tones, which confirmed my ears still worked well, but on top of them… I also heard the high-pitched ringing; I had tinnitus, and there was little this “doctor” said could be done about it. Great…
Ordering new tech’, which was like a hearing aid in how it was worn, but more like a tape-recorder because it played simple, looped sounds, was the next step worth trying. I was lucky; one was made available for free, thus worth a try. (The ones on the normal market were priced at thousands of dollars; typical greedy American extortion, exploiting the weak and wounded, always hoping the financially bleed them dry.) The result? It made me feel like my head was about to explode; I couldn’t even keep it on for one hour, let alone a full day or overnight, and certainly not for the months and years prescribed. Great.
Essential Oils were then tried, but were sloppily and excessively applied during a foot massage. I was immediately concerned about the amount, both instinctively and logically. I had an overdose-like reaction, complete with a terrible nightmare where all my friends and loved ones were swept away by a dark flood. Great. No more Essential Oils for a while.
Giving prayer one last try, I asked for help in getting all the way around the world… to what the Xians called ‘The Holy Land’; I figured if anything would work, it was all that superstitious stuff they kept going on about. They were all quite mad, but there had to be some truth to all the miracle-healing chatter… There wasn’t; Israel was a wasteland of jerks, harassment, sleep deprivation, trash in the streets and waterways, fanatics, and more major letdowns. I prayed and believed at every one of its holiest sites, but none of them worked; no healing occurred at all. Either their god doesn’t exist… or doesn’t care, and both are equally evil.
I returned to The States a still-broken man, wondering if I’d ever find a way to heal. “Doctors” and “God” hadn’t done anything for me, no matter how hard I’d tried, or how much I’d believed. If anything, they’d only made it worse; now I had a complete loss of my faith in them, paired with ever-growing debt, thanks to their corrupt and relentless system, …and the ringing in my ears was only spiking worse. I was, at least for the time, doomed.
There was some sporadic effort on my part after that point… where I went into health-food and supplement stores, asked friends and people online for guidance and leads, and gave meditation and alternative therapies a try. Like everything else, though, nothing worked one bit. I had no choice left… but to give up; the ringing in my ears would remain, apparently forever to remind me never to trust the modern doctors or their fake-medicine poison pills ever again. Exposing their true evil had come at a heavy price; I would never know sweet silence, or the pure and uninterrupted sounds of my favorite voices, songs, and breezes through evergreen pine-needle leaves… again.
After this experience, it would come as no surprise to me when much more of this continued with other dentists and doctors in the future. I’m sure you know just what I’m talking about. It’s been all over the news, affecting virtually everyone, these days.
As always, however, I turned these horrible moments around for good; I learned how to care for and heal myself (as best I could; the ringing has remained), and I re-imagined the whole healthcare system, starting with how doctors are educated, and ending with the design for my city’s unique hospital and dental clinic. I’ve always been healing-motivated, and a healer at heart. You can see the evidence of that all over this site, in every single one of my heartfelt designs and plans.
The trouble with most doctors is that they, like most people I’ve met so far, are only good at memorizing things they are told, not really doing any thinking or testing to determine if what they were told is actually true. In other words, they have decent memories, and they like to regurgitate smart-sounding terms, but they lack any true brain power. The result is that they are the legalized form of drug dealers, pressuring people to accept and pay for dangerous products that don’t actually help with anything, while all the actual cures keep getting criminalized, fake-debunked, and banned.
Also, I should say, science is based on assumption (and any good/real scientist will tell you that). Even when something has been “confirmed” by other scientists in laboratory settings, it still only works based on assumption; faith; the mind manifesting the expected results, unknowingly creating whatever it focuses on, even if that focus is predominantly subconscious or herd-/collective-based. From that, a true and complete thinker will realize (and admit to you) that ALL science, whether medical or otherwise, is assumption, technically fake, and easily improved –all merely by thinking about a better way… until it becomes feasible and known.
To conclude, I’ve met a lot of fake doctors, and by interacting with them, and thinking through what they were alleging to me, I was able to expose them as fakes; not real healers, thus not real doctors, even though they’d managed to memorize all the nonsense and pay for the name (that name, or title, being “Doctor”). I wouldn’t be surprised if almost every doctor in the entire modern healthcare field is a similar fake. Thank the gods I was able to discover all this, and that I chose to, and that others have joined the same cause.
