At the End of The Tunnel
by Giridhari Dasa
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The Tunnel
There was a guy called J.Citizen

One day the guy went for a walk in the hills
While he was walking he came across a tunnel
He had a torch on him and plenty of thyme, so he decided to enter the tunnel, and explore it
He walked in fairly casually, and began the jourmey to the end of the tunnel
After he had walked down the tunnel for five minutes, he looked back
He stood a while and thought to himself....
"Should I keep going? There doesn't seem to be anyting here..."
After looking back for 30 seconds or so, he decided to continueBR> ....
as he was happy when he started.
He continued walking. His torch wa good...


And then without so much as a flutter,... It went out
"Oh fie" he said in a low voice
mostly to himself
but partly to announce his presence to the dark of the tunnel




He reached out in the dark, after trying futilely to make his torch work again
First he reached left,, then up. He slowly stepped to the left until he could feel the rock surface
He looked around to see the light at the start of the tunnel


But it wasn't there

The the worst thing,

That could happen,

happened




He panicked

While he spun around, looking for the tiniest sign of light, he became disoriented as to the direction he was walking in relation to the start of the tunnel


When he recovered his composure, he had lost it

He could not tell which way he came from


Eventually he sat down in the dark, his thoughts on his torch, and the real possiblity that he could be in trouble


He thought, "I've been in here for about half an hour or so, so if I walk in one direction for half an hour and get out, that will be ok.

But, if I go the wrong way I will have to turn around after half an hour, or a bit less and go back the other way, which will take half an hour,plus half an hour, which makes a total of one hour and a half. That's not so bad, no, that's not really a problem."

What was a probelm was this: If he went the right way, there was nothing on the ground to trip on or holes to fall in, ...
But if he went the wrong way he could trip on something in the dark or worse, he could fall down a hole...

This last possibility purturbed him some... there was no way of knowing short of knowing which way to go... -If he crawled, he could avoid falling in, but he would be much slower and he could mess up his timing

Hw was wearing a watch and it had glow-in-the-dark numerals and hands, so he had accurate timing at least if he walked

Finally- after searching his mind for an answer, but finding none he got up

He picked a direction

That he thought was, had to be right, for his safe exit

Then feeling his way along the wall of the tunnel, he left the spot where he sat, and began carefully walking along it

As he went he tried to reassure himself, that he was going the right way

After twenty minutes he reckoned he was moving, he was moving about as half as fast as he was when his trch was working. As he moved, he did the math to keep his mind off the worry.

"I could be in here for two hours and not one". Nevermind.

As he went he checked his watch, every four minutes or so

At 40 minutes, he stopped for a rest





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The door

As he felt around the wall he was about to resume the return, he felt a smooth surface. A door


He put his ear to it.....

He could hear muffled voices.

There were people on the other side1

He felt a round the door for a handle

Before opening it...

He considered several possiblities:

The people on the other side were not expecting visitors;
The people on the other side might be gangsters or somesuch;
The people on the other side were not friendly


He decidede that it would be a good idea for him to perform some mental preparation before he went through the door

He recalled his yoga, and prayed;

He recalled his bionature and breathed calm into his cells;

He recalled his martial art




Then he opened the door

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Very carefully, he peered in, through a narrow crack...




It was well lit, he noticed, and to apeared to be some kind of office he concluded after a few moments


He waited till he thought the door was clear... then went through quickly


He was in some kind of office. Some kind of medical centre it appeared. perhaps a nurses' station

_________________________ The Ward Someone was coming, so he hid under a desk

They stood in front of him for a while, then left

While he hid it ocurred to him that he could get out of there easily enough, if they thought he was a visitor about to leave the hospital

His plan could be flawed however, if it wasn't a legitimate hospital, or if it was some high security thing. But he could just explain and they should be happy to let him go

Whatever, he needed to move before he was found where he was

So he got up So he got up, looked over the counter, and then passed through the nusrses' door into the passage

There were people wandering around in the passage, and the adjoining rooms

They were obviously mental health patients


They moved in a slow, but slightly hazy, dazy kind of way a though they were slightly slow slo-motion, and didn't talk to each other much


He quickly opted for a plan where he was a visitor, and started looking for a way out


It wasn't immediately clear if there was one

Then WASN"T immeditely clear if there was one


Then he found what looked like it, past the rec room


He walked up to the door, and made one more glance around the room, ....


and saw himself.


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Next thing he thought was difficult to describe,

so it quickly settled on the possibility, indeed that it was someone else who looked just like him.
He opened the door sensing a need to exit from the situation

Then he realised if there was someone else who saw him, seeing he looked so much like the other him (!?)


He was about to leave, and he started to turn the doorhandle....

When the othe other guy who looked like him


Looked right at him, an said :

"Please help."


The guy stood at the door and debated quickly with himself, ....

he was about to leave when his mental health training kicked in

{peacemode}



He left the door and walked over to the other guy who was sitting on the flooe

"Hello, I'm J.Citizen", he said, and offered his handshake

"You gotta get me outta here!" the other guy pleaded
as he took his hand and shook it


"why? What's wrong?"

He considered his yoga-


"I am trapped in the system. They...." his voice dropped


"They think, I'm a mental health case but I'm not. And the medicine makes it look like I AM a mental case!" And then he lookedover behind J.Citizen

"look out!!" he called


The guy turned around


There were several people approaching

Two were nurses
One was a psychiatrist
Three were security guards



The psychiatrist wore nitrile hospital gloves



The guards wore latex gloves


"hmm..." thought J.Citizen


J.Citizen's martial skill engaged momentarily. Who were they after?



If they were after the guy on the floor what should he do?

He looked them in the eye
"Hi!" he said

"help" called the guy on the floor


The psychiatrist took J.Citizen by the arm and made a move to inject him

J.Citizen's martial training clicked into the "On until otherwise" mode


He twisted his arm down and around

and snapped back up and out in a reverse knife-hnad strike

J.Citizen's hand collided with the psychiatrist's throat

The psychiatrist fell back and gargled


The two nurses jumped back out of J.Citizen's reach

The three guards came at him very quickly

J.Citizen opted for Muay Thai because the guards were a fairl bit bigger that him, and lept at the middle guard ,.. since they had him cornered

His knee struck the guard in the lowest chest, an inch above the lowest rib, and he buckled, gasping in pain, for air

Both the remaining two guards were taken by surprise at this sudden effective activity

They stepped back and their training kick in also

They reached out with one arm to block the view of the target

J.Citizen.

"Ok mate you know some stuff but threre's only one way outta here, and that's with us, Right?"
Nope.

The first to move was the guard to his left

J.Citizen dove for his left leg

And he picked up the guard's foot, just above the ankle. hi ung switched into life and he lifted the guard's leg up. The gurd fell back and crashed to the floor


In the same instant the other guard dove for J.Citizen, and grabbed him.
The guard threw him to the ground. The guy in the corner yelled "NooooOOOOO!" and got up


The guard glanced at him, and landed on J.Citizen


It took a lot of effort to extricate himself from the guard's grip. The guard was much bigger than him

He let the guard have him. He relaxed for a few seconds and felt the guard relax


Then he harmed his mind

"You may as well give up mate, there'll be others here in a while."


J.Citizen did not onnounce his opinion. he relaxed, and three more guards appeared. They assisted the first guard, and after the guards had sensed he was relaxed, they got him up. The first guard got up, and held his arms around J.Citizen. With his hands pinned behind him, it looked like like it was all over. .... then without warning J.Citizen launched himself into the head of the guard.. The top of J.Citizen's ead collided with the jaw of the guard. with the force of his bodyweight in motion. The guard reeled in pain and surprise..., and he was away


"Let's go", he said to the other guard


The other three guards engaged, trying to grappe with the Citizen


>SNAP< and the first guard fell away clutching his throat, after J.Citizen's fist flew out into the guard's larynx. The remaining two guards jumped back now, a little concerndd about how to tackle the situation.

"That will about do it mate", he yelled, while the other tried running behind J.Citizen


>CRACK< and J.Citizen's foot flew back in a back-kick to the lower abdomen, alost rupturing the guard's kidney. He buckled over and collapsed


The last guard tried to get between the two and the exit. Now J.Citizen was alive, but had yet to receive a blow



He slapped his palms together and summoned his martial skill.
This guard is in for a surprise, he thought.

His hands waved in front of him, controlling the mind of the guard just enoughto allow an unexpected back hand punch to the guard's nose bridge, followed by a kick with a lot of power to the guard's chest, which knocked the wind out of him, and he fell also to the ground

And they left through the door which closed with a >click<

Running
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They ran

As they made it down the corridor, the guy who was in the hospital said, "My name is J.Citizen as well...."
"!"


Out into the carpark they went

As they made it to the first carpark area, and onto the garden, next to it a group of guards came out through another door, along with two psychiatrists, and they fell into single file along the carpark


"Whaddya gonna do?"


Stay behind me, said one J.Citizen to the another

J.Citizen called ot to the guards:

"We are leaving now."


The guards paused, as though the sun had come out behind the clouds

(the sun came out from behind the clouds)

The two J.Citizens kept ahead of the guards

"If we make it to my car we'll be safe"

"where's your car?"
"It should be- " and he pointed..." that way."

"Why are we going this way?" "Becuase I don't need them to know that"
"Ok, Cool..." said J.Citizen
"Is your name really J.Citizen?" "Yes... I was goinna ask you the same thing buddy..."

"Yeah, I got ya"
"Know any good prayers?"

"yeah, I know one or two", replied J.Citizen
"well, start praying!", said J.Citizen

"right", and he bagan chanting a mantra



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In the back of each of the J.Citizens' minds was the distinct possibility worming away at them, that they were in fact the same person having a bad dream or .... worse....
The first J.Citizen concluded with some acuity that it was the threat of pharmaceutical subduction
The second J.Citizen concluded that he was scared of the psychiatrits too much to be at all sure about it to his own satisfaction... but he had trouble with that due to the effects of medication


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Just then the first guard caught up with them as they were nearing the street


They exited the carpark

J.Citizen kicked the guard in the shin VerY hard

He kicked him in the nuts (but not as hard)
The guard collapsed in pain

They continued onto the street and =down the road

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____________________________________ The Hardware Store

At the intersection of the street was a hardware store

"Let's see what's in store!", said J.Citizen

"Right."

J.Citizen stopped running and blended in with the shoppers

"This way-", said J. Citizen, and pointed to the dowelling section

J.Citizen pointed to the dowell

"Grab whatever you can handle, kid. I'm gonna need some help!"

J.Citizen grabbed a 35mm 6ft oak dowell, and hefted it. He turned to J.Citizen He was looking at karra wirra pick handles.

A scurity guard appeared at the start of the aisle.

"When I tell you... shove that thing through the secuity guard's legs and twist it like you were turning a big tap. DO it ReAL hard and fast as you can"
"UM, yep." said J.Citizen
"run at him if you can"
"Oh, right.... righto...." and he prepared to run "NOW!" whipered J.Citizen
J.Citizen ran
A second guard appeared at the other end of the aisle, and eyed J.Citizen with the two ick handles
He appeached J.Citizen while on the radio
"Stupid fella" thought J.Citizen
The guard ran straight at J.Citizen, who cracked him in the head with a pick handle
The dropped like a lightning bolt had hit him
Another guard ran around the corner of the aisle, saw the guard drop, and launched himself at J.Citizen
J.Citizen dodged, and went after the other J.Citizen, to help him


The other J.Citizen was thrusting the dowell between the oncoming guard's legs, at that moment

The guard reached down but too late and J.Citizen twisted and ran with his end of the dowell
The security guard catapulted intthe wood in the shelving
J.Citizen took his radio
The first J.Citizen and warned the oncoming guard loudly, "I could do this all day fella."
The guard stopped considering these words
But as he began considering another possibility another guard, and another, and another guard appeared
They faced off, absorbing the scene
Two J.Citizens
Four security guards
"Can you fight?" called J.Citizen
"Uh, sort of, I'm, been watching you,, y'know"
OK, this might sound crazy, but you go and get one of these from there and you can help me"
"I'm pretty good with this actually, man", indicating the dowell
"OK, then"
Then J.Citizen got busy

He paced a few footsteps closer to the guards, cloing the gap
Without waiting for them,

Crack, in the head,
Crack in the head,
Thud in the stomach,
Crack on the shoulder (Hard)
Crack in the head
and the guards were out of action
At the same time, the second J.Citizen fended the guard coming from the other direction, once, twice and then

Bang


he thrust the dowell into the guard's nose, ... and the j guard was incapacitated

Then the two psychiatrists appeared. They were expecting to find the two J.Citizens subdued by the security, but were instead presented with a bunch of fallen comrades, and two J.Citizens wielding pick handles and the dowell


"Hey I did it" he called out, and he ran back to the first J.Citizen
Psychiatrist one tried to negotiate certain concussion with his shrill wit and tried to give them the jab
Both J.Citizens cracked him on the head, and he went down as though he had suddenly fallen asleep on his feet
One psychiatrist remained.

Tee hee


He backed away from Js.Citizen



A female police constable had been called by the hardware store staff


She appeared at the start of the aisle, and stepped over the the unconcious body of the security guard which lay there to approach the two J.Citizens

"OK, hold it right there fellas"

"Hey mate, we were just goin' now"

"NO you aren't. You are under arrest, both of you."


"Ok, mate, but my lawyer will be along with your goodwill shortly to explain all of this"

"explain... EXPLAIN it?" asked the officer

"yeah" "How do you 'explain' it in any other way?"

"Well these guards started hitting themselves with peoces of wood ae tried to intervene but we were unable to stop them"


The second J.Citizen stifled a enourmous laugh convincingly well


...


The two J.Citizens made their way to the first J.Citizen's car,.... after thepolice officer let them go provided they appear in court to explain "everything"


They sat in the car for a while for a while letting tings settle

Then, J.Citizen said:

did you , um, have this thought that we were maybe the same person and this is a dream or something?"

"yes, exactly!"

"Not sure about that yet. I tmight be an ambiguous subconcious replacement of deja-vu."


"Replacement of deja-vu??", the second J.Citizen asked


"Yeah, sometimes the brain does stuff to explain things to itself that are phenomenologically based. Like, it isn't deja-vu, but it's like it would be or would be if it had been'

"Oh, hmm,... you're pretty smart man, And you are good with the martial arts, too"

He grinned.
J.Citizen grinned back

...
"Hungry?"
"No."
"I am." and they drove away to Subway for a sandwich


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"we're gonna see my lawyer now
"What are are you gonna tell him?
"The truth, J. That I rescued you from a threatening situation, and then situation fllowed us, and then security guards became unable to avoid hitting pieces of wood with their body"

The second J.Citizen cracked up with laughter.
"'became unable'?"

"yeah."
"And does martial arts feature in this truthtelling?"

"No..."
"Why not?"

Becuase.

"?" "Because, bits of wood are quite capable of defending themselves from humans who are unable to resist their urge to collide with them"
"What about the part where 'We" were Holding the bits of wood?" "?" "At least I seem to rememeber holding at least one end of them..." "we, we of course were intervening, slowing the bits of wood down as MUCH AS We COULD!"

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Courty Jail


"well that didn't go as well as I'd hoped" said the first J.Citizen

"How were you hoping it would go?"
"huh? Hmmm...." "He passed a sideways grin at the second J.Citizen.
"At least we're not ack in that psyche ward."
"OooooohhhhH Yeah!"

"I told you to leave it to me kid"
"I cou;ldn't help it .... it was so funny"
"Nothing is funny to a magistrate exept woolwash."



....


A few days later J.Citizen's lawyer arrived at the jail to tell them what to expect.

He said "Well, theres good news and, there's news that's not quite as good."
"Gimme the bad news said J.Citizen
"You're gonna do 6 months"
"And the good news?"
"You're coming out right away, matey, and the magistrate would like to hear about how you do not feel the health system is treating you fairly"


"Great,....Oh, Hmmm, not so great for you huh?" he said to the other J.Citizen
"I've seen worse and come out in one piece, kid. You leave that to me."
"OK, But, I owe it to you man. You got me outta that psyche ward, and that means I've got my life back. So I'll be thinking of you a lot in my prayers"
Right on buddy" said the first J.Citizen

After the second J.Citizen left the jail cell the lawyer returned to talk business, with the first J.Citizen
"Get yourself ready, we have a plane to catch, the judge is happy with your existing psyche assessment so you actually got self-defence for most of it, as you put it in court, you :felt your life was in danger"
"So what part wasn't self-defence?"
Apart from wood being able to avoid security guards and psychiatrists alike, without your 'help', nothing."
"heh, I needed that as much as they did....he paused to think back to the present. "
The lawyer handed him a sports bag with a clean change of clothes
"where are we going?" "...." "Another job?" "No. Traiing!"
"Cool. I could brush up a little."
"I hear you handled youself ok though...?" asked the lawyer
"That's the way these things go fella" he replied
"Huh?" "If's after then, right now- that you need to unwind in the right place, so you can unwind in the right way,.... so when you wind up again you Know what comes next"
"So you found your limit?"
... "Not my limit, My elemente" "Rright...." The lawyer loked at his shoes.
"I've aranged for the security guards' compensation- as far as I can tell they were just doing their jobs."
"Good."


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Back to The Tunnel
After is training trip Citizen.J returned to the tunnel, to find out where it went, once and for all.

This time he tok three new torches with brand new batteries, his watch, water, a headtorrch, and a compass!
No way am I gonna make that misake again", he mused

He arrived at the tunnel.

Same.

It took him two and a half hours to make it to the end of the tunnel. He was just into his second torch. Along the way he f0und that door again. Sheesh. He didn't linger

At The End of The Tunnel was a door. This one was locked however.

There was a keyhole.

So he spent fifteen minutes looking for a key, on rock ledges along the wall, in the dirt by the door, everywhere he could see in the torchlight in fact where it might have been. But he never found the key.


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The Package

When he got home, he rang his associate, who wasn't exactly only a lawyer, to find out if he could get a decent lock pick

"I'll have it sent to you ASAP"

Two days passed, and then, a new lock pick arrived in a parcel.
\ He signed for it and opened the box

He took it out, and turned it over in his hands. Then the instructions, which h read. It was not a gimmick. This was a professional locksmith's.

Then he looked back in the box

There was an envelope.
Something hard was in it
He opened it.
There was a rectangle of card with a single "Thanlkyou" in it, and a small brown stone with coursely-polished factes on it. The back of the card however also had writng on it. A message :

"This is a garnet carbuncle which should bring you good energy with you as you carry it.
"Polish it once a year lightly"

"OK", thought he, and he put it in his pocket"

He kept reading...

"I would really like to see you again, the magistrate was great but maybe you could do a better job than me. I would like to lak to you about the mental health system.

"Hmm",. "Sounds Interesting.
"I'll have my lawyer arrange for a meeting", he thought.
He read on..... "I would like to see you to meet you at the hardware store, again, tomorrow AT 1PM IF YOU HAVE TIME. hOPE TO SEE YOU THERE."


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"1.0: The vector of a psychotherapeutic pharmaceutical is not intelligent', the lawyer began. The magistrate's brow rose a millimetre. "2.0 There is no transit of information, from the outside of the brain to within where pharmaceutical blockade predominates"
It held at that level
"3.0 There is no transit of information from inside the brain to without where pharmaceutical blockade perdominates"


The magistrate's self adjusted, beginning to show interest
"With your honour's permission, I will develop these points....?" The magistrate blinked a permission
"I will elaborate: 1.0: If a molecule of psychotherapeutic pharmaceutical enters the bloodstream, crosses the blood-brain barrier, thus defeating the body's last known defence against foreign bodies, it does not interrogate the neuron to which it binds before binding: binding occurs due to binding affinity and diffusion. There is no intelligent process by which the molecule chooses a neuron to bind to. That is 1.1 : it does not determine whether the neuron is acting normally, or according to psychiatry , acting disorderly.
Therefore, it is just as likely to bind to a receptor on a neuron that is acting normally, as it is, if indeed psychiatry is right, acting in a disorderly fashion
"1.1.1: In the case of neurons assigned to taste, hearing, smell, and so on, they continue to function nornally even when perhpas if a psychiatric diagnosis is dorrect.And so on, those for digestion, for muscle control (to at least a significant extent) for nervous function, for respiration, for communication. For colour discernment. For operation of tools such as a computer, writing music, For spiritual practice such as bhakti yoga.
"1.1.2 In These neurons may hold receptors which are the same as those affined by the molecule of pharmaceutical. Therefore 1.1.3 psychiatry has no way of avoiding the possibility that they are making a real mess inside the parts of the body's nervous system which are functioning correctly

Therefore 1.1.4 the body will suffer deleterious effects of the psychotherapeutic pahrmaceutical. These accumulate and compound over time, since psycotherapeutic pharmaceuticals are given exhaustively, with no opportunity for natural respiration or recovery or biology.
2.0, 3.0: Where blockade predominates, thre is no transit of information from witout to within, or within to without. That is, the only laws which govern at the receptor site where pharmaceutical blockade predominates, are the laws (primarily) of physics and to an extent it's cousin, the ;laws of chemistry. No Commonwealth Law! 2.1, 3.1: There is no possibility, for information traversal at these sites and so the law of the land (Commonwealth etc.) does not get a look in.

"4.0 when 1, 2, 3 presnt, and persist, the compound effect is quite deleterious: there is o way for a normal to know how to bhave, let alone someone who has a psychiatric diagnosis..."
"Ahh, just a moment", said the magistrate. "What exactly are you saying here? Deleerious effects of medicine - phychotherapeutic pharmaceuticals - compound to cause some kind of disruption in normal human behaviour...." "Yes", replied the lawyer.
"But all pharmaceuticals have side effects, don't they- side effects that medical science hasdetermined fall within the acceptable range."
"Yes." "Are you saying something different in the case of psychotherapy is a significant factor?"
"Not significant, Your Honour. Paramount."

"Paramount. why is it paramount? Shouldn't it be like all other medicines?" "Why should side effects be tolerated at all? Your Honour, I am asking you to consider thatI clearly have a point. Do you consider that - so that we might continue Your Honour? "I can consider that you *may* have a point." "May I continue?" "Yes. Please continue." "Very well. If we take 1,2,3 and 4, and apply it, or consider shall we, the effect of a sngular receptor site such as a 5HT1E receptor sites whose function in man is not even understood yet by science, oter than it plays an important role."


"The aripiprazole molecule has a strong binding affinity for the 5-HTE1 receptor site in the human nervous system." "Right" "Therefore, Your Hour will appreciate that even without 1,2,3 or 4 the effect of aripiprazole on a NORMAL human will interfere with the majority of the human nrevous system."

"Yes..." "The exact role of this receptor site is unknown in totality to science, yet it is believed to have an important role.
The binding affinity of aripir=prazole to this site is quite high, which means that it binds in large numbers of situations of proximity as well as for an extended period.
"Hmm." "Therefore, if you consider that this means: a site important to huhman nervous function and therefore survival is blockaded readily by a pharmaceutical; a site whihc is not even meant for treatment by psychiatry (aripiprazole's activity is considerd be ND, "not detected" at this site) : the truth is that the site's role is not known completely and yet psychiatry presume to declare that the effect is "not detected" when it most certaily DOES bind in large numbers to these sites in the human nervous system.
"Yes, er, so you are saying that the pharmaceutical is involved at the site, but the pharmacology does not cater for this binding?"
What is your point here?""
"It is accepted that the receptor is important, it is understood that blockade is significant at this 5-HT1E site, it is declared by psychiatry that bloackade has an effect whihc is "not detected".... Your Honour will clearly see,, this is contradiction.
"Contradiction?"
Well,.... the site is considered important for human function, and yet psychotherapy blockades it to a large estent." "rRight."
And blockaded sites cannot function normally whilst they are blockaded."
"Can''t they?" "No, Your Honour. They must be open to receive serotonin neurotrasmitter molecules that are endogenously produced in the attached neuron (connected by a synapse)."
"What is serotonin for?"
"It is associated with logic and reasoning... the perception of lucid reality."
"......"





".........
"I think I will adjourn to collect on this. Thankyou."

"As you wish, Your Honour."
"Do you have much further to add?"
"Possibly. it is a complex scenario, this case before you. As you recall, my client's complaint is that the medication causes a presentation of his mentally ill, when he beleives he is not. Psychiatry have not given him fair treatment, but are extremely (it seems) prejudiced) in the case of J.Citizen, who probably knew a lot if not all psychiatry knew- but psychiatry preclude him knowing any more, which is quite absurd."
"Your Honour, He is unable to present a healthy consumer because the medication will not allow it."
"OK".


{all rise} After the recess, the magistrate heard from the psychiatrist, who explained the point of view they held.
"If we can show", he began, that qualia can be improved for consumers wouthout deleterious effect on their prognosis, the consumer can experience a higher quality ife and a longer life, whist the medication contains their condition."
"And you are sure of your diagnosis? asked the magistrate
"Absolutely."
"Go on."
"We know that J.Citizen does not feel that his medication is not good for him, but we have seen time and time again that without it, his condition worsens to psychosis." "Psychosis- which is presented as what?" "hearing voices, acting irrationally, holding otlandish beleifs"
"...and this is alleviated effectively by psychotherapy?"
"yes, Your Honour."
"Is there no altternative?"
"Not that we a re aware."
....
"Aahhh, if I could ask the defences opinion on that point. Please approach the bench."
"Yes, Your Honour."
J.Citizen's lawyer strode toward the magistrates bench.
"Is there an alternative that you- or - Mr. Citizen are aware of?
"yes, Your Honour."
"And what is that?"
"Ayurveda, Your Honour."
"I see."
....
"And how effective is this by comparison?" asked the magitrate.
"My client is very impressed with the effectiveness of Ayurvedic medication. He feels it works perfectly for his case. He is calm and clearly thgouht, and his mind is swift and agile. He avoids traffic easily where he struggles with psychiatric medication."
"And what ae the side effects of Ayurveda?"
"There are none Your Honour.he recallsa strong bitter taste is all"
"Ayurveda is an Indian medical science, is it not?"
"That's right, Your Honour"
"Composed of selected herbs with known effects is that right?" "Yes Your Honour"
"Does it control psychosis? I remind you that you are under oath"
"Of course Your Honour. My client, as I have previously said, is very happy with the Ayurvedic medication, but feels the Western medicine undoes a lot of the good that it has to offer. He is not satisfied with psychiatry, and Your Honour, he would be very happy, if he never saw pychiatric medication again
"Yes, but my question was whether Ayurveda can control psychosis..." "He says he does not experience any psychotic symptoms when on Ayurvedic medication"
"So, but, he does not feel the Ayurveda is given, shall we say, a fair go to perform at it's best, in the case that psychotherapy is ongoing."
"Exactly , thankyou Your Honour."
He feels that Ayurveda has a LOT more to offer that what he can get from it whilst taking psychotherapeutic medication."
"OK",
....
"Your Honour, it, as far as my client is concerned is also the case that psychotherapy is very painful, whereas Ayurveda is quite supportive, as far as quality of life is concerned."\\ "I see."
...... The lawyer for the Citizen J returned to their place. The magistrate then asked the lawyer for the psychiatrist,
Can you tell me if the alternative as mentioned by the defence, has been given a fair trial? And, if so, what were the outcomes?"
We don't honestly know Your Honour, but we feel that Ayuveda is not well suited to treating this type of condition - Bipolar Affective disorder."
"How well do you know the Aurveda?" asked the magistrate.
"Not very, Your -"
"How well?" "Not at all that well. Not at all Your Honour."
"I see" replied the magistrate.
....
"So, you seem to presume to judge on behaf of Ayurveda, on the opinion that it is ineffective, when you do not yourself know the science of Ayurveda."
"Do you, Your Honour?" "I do as a matter of interest. Andwer my question."
"Er, well, we have a considered opinion-"
"Answer the question of I will throw you out of this court!"
"We may have done.... Yes Your Honour"
"Very well, no further questions, thankyou."

{all rise}


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{all rise}

"Right, straight into it.

Owing to points 2,3 and the point that the serotonin 5-HT1E receptor site's function is not well understood yet is strongly bound by aripiprazole , there presents the nescapable point where psychiatry has No control over what it is doing. By their won admission their pharmaceutical product has not been properly screened and it is a fiar leap of faith to put it mildly that the side effects, some considered "not detected" are in keeping with meeting FDA standards of approval. Psychiatry have not given much thought to Ayurveda either."


Therefore,,,, " he concluded, I see no reason why Mr. Citizen cannot persue is own medical remedy if he has foud one which is legally avaialble and effective. Judgement for the defence."







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The Tunnel: Round 3
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A week later he was back at the tunnel. This time he was with a pushbike, with a great beacon of a headlamp on it, as well as a snack, and what he took with him last trip.


It took him 45 minutes of careful riding to reach the tunnel;s end this time

He had the door unlocked in under a minute.



He opened th=e door and there was

one small empty room, but for a hurricane lantern, box of wood with a hinge, a bottle of kerosene and a funnel for pouring the kerosene. The box contained four boxes of safety matches.
The lantern was dry, SO, he opened the filler lid of the lantern, and filled the tank to half
Then he lit it with a match, extinguished the match, adjusted the lantern light, and returned it to the centre of the room.


He sat for a while in the quiet light at the end of the tunnel.


After ten minutes, his eyes adjusted to the lamplight, and he noticed a wood baord to one side of the room. He looked at it more closely and noticed writing carved into the wood.




Some of the names were, The Predator
Jason Bourne
Ethan Hunt
T101 "Asta la Vista, baby"
Tulasi Devi
Giridhari Dasa
Albert Einstein
J.Citizen





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