He not the doctor they told you togo see, that Dre. He's not cover by your health insurers, but he got's what you need when you need it. As above so below you don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows. Freedom comes with price just as everything thing in the land of the free their is a price and fee, some of these taxes are out right others are hidden or unforeseen. Diamonds, hundred dollar bills and candy pill are all obtainable to those who seek them just as are the Heavens above and the Earths below are within arms reach. This world is but a parking lot for the carnival of the eerily everlasting soul, the life force which pluses in all the creatures can neither be created or destroyed only transferred from being to being, host to host, place to place; whenever two beings meet they exchange face with each other. One's face trade in each others mental spaces it's almost sexual type thing when happens. With roughly seven plus billion human type beings now inhabiting this world it prescribes that there must be equal in number dimensions all interacting in what would seem to be random chaos when viewed from a distance. Once inside the void of seven billion dimensions some become lost like a birthday ballon in the wind. Where does the wind come from? Where does the wind go? As a Doctor one my balance the whom to help next in this waiting room in the parking lot to the eerily everlasting carnival of the soul.  

DOCTOR_KNEW