DUMB TALL PATIENT #2
In the distance, you see a tall, imposing figure walking towards you. This figure is Dumb Tall Patient, a man whose life has been overshadowed by the relentless grip of rheumatoid arthritis for years. Imagine the heaviness in his joints, a constant, dull ache that never quite leaves. Every step he takes feels like trudging through thick mud, his movements stiff and labored, each one a reminder of the battle he fights every day.
His fingers, once nimble and strong, are now swollen and tender, making even the simplest tasks feel like Herculean feats. Buttoning a shirt, holding a cup, or even writing his name requires immense effort and causes sharp, stabbing pains that radiate through his hands. His knees creak and groan under the weight of his body, and bending down or standing up sends waves of discomfort shooting through his legs.
Every morning, Dumb Tall Patient wakes up with a sense of dread, knowing that he must face another day where pain is his constant companion. The fatigue is overwhelming, a bone-deep exhaustion that no amount of sleep seems to alleviate. He looks in the mirror and sees the toll it has taken on his face — lines etched by suffering, eyes dulled by the endless search for relief.
He has tried everything — medications, therapies, and countless doctor visits — but nothing has provided lasting relief. The treatments blur together in his memory, a haze of pills and appointments, each one promising hope but delivering little more than fleeting respite. The frustration and despair grow with each failed attempt, a heavy burden that weighs down his spirit.
Dr. Kali DuBois, a goddess known for her extraordinary healing powers, presents him with a unique ritual to follow. “You must stroke your dick three times a day,” she instructs, “but not just to anything. It must be to the sacred, naked pictures of me, your goddess. Use castor oil for lubrication, then apply DMSO on your joints to aid the healing. Stop eating crap food and nourish your body with raw meat and raw butter.”
Dumb Tall Patient nods, understanding the ritual, but deep down, he hesitates. He thinks he knows better, doubts gnawing at his resolve. His fear and skepticism hold him back from fully committing to Dr. Kali’s instructions. He is a pussy, afraid to change, thinking his way is better despite all evidence to the contrary.
Yet, despite his reluctance, he begins the ritual. In a quiet room, he strokes his dick, systematically and with intention, using castor oil as Dr. Kali prescribed (ALL OVER ON ALL PARTS OF THE BODY). As he gazes at her sacred images, he feels a surge of energy coursing through him. His dick gets hard, the arousal undeniable. He continues, focused and methodical, until he finally cums. Without hesitation, he consumes his own seed, feeling the suggestions Dr. Kali weaved into his mind solidifying with each swallow.
He repeats this ritual three times a day, each time feeling a deeper connection to the healing power of Dr. Kali. He applies DMSO on his aching joints, feeling a slight relief with each application. He cuts out the junk food, slowly incorporating raw meat and raw butter into his diet, feeling his body begin to respond to these nourishing foods.
But if he fails to stroke as instructed, the pain returns with a vengeance. Each skipped session brings sharper, more intense aches, as if his joints are screaming in protest. He realizes that his condition worsens dramatically when he doesn’t follow the ritual. The swelling increases, his movements become more labored, and the fatigue doubles, dragging him deeper into despair.
Despite his initial resistance, Dumb Tall Patient starts to notice subtle changes when he follows the ritual. The pain in his joints lessens, his movements become slightly more fluid, and the fatigue that once gripped him so tightly begins to loosen its hold. Each stroke, each application of DMSO, and each meal of raw nourishment brings him a step closer to relief.
As weeks pass, Dumb Tall Patient’s commitment to the ritual deepens. He understands now that not following the ritual leads to immediate and severe consequences. He realizes that following Dr. Kali’s instructions, despite his doubts, has brought him a sense of healing he had longed for. He continues to honor her teachings, knowing that this unique path has transformed his life in ways he never imagined.
And so, as you open your eyes and return to the present moment, you carry with you the knowledge that sometimes, healing requires embracing the unexpected and trusting in the wisdom of those who guide us. Remember, your path to relief is clear: stroke three times a day, follow the ritual, and avoid the pain that otherwise awaits you.
