Meanwhile Khaled was in the hospital 

The doctor came into the exam room and looked at Khaled’s chart, he took a glance at Khaled sitting there patiently, nervous that it would be a detrimental disease like cancer or Parkinson’s or MS. The doctor closed his chart and looked at him and said “your results show that you don’t have Parkinson’s which is good, and it seems that you have a rare disorder called dopamine transporter syndrome. Where as the name implies you lack dopamine transporters that transfer dopamine between synapses.” Khaled looked right through the doctor and had the realization that the doctors are desperate and this was their last choice. Khaled disappointed and not really understanding how this could have happened to him took a sigh of relief that he doesn’t have Parkinson’s or MS. He then looked at the doctor and asked “ is it curable?” of which the doctor replied “ well not really, given that you are refusing to take benzodiazepines I have no choice but to give you an antidepressants that should fix you right up.” The doctor swiftly wrote a prescription as if he had done a million times before for a standard MAO inhibitor and gave it to Khaled.  It was late and around sunset, Khaled noticed the doctor was finishing off his shift by the small yawn the doctor diligently tried to conceal and how quickly he made his diagnosis. Khaled not satisfied with what he got decided to keep his mouth shut, he really didn’t want to show it, he understands that its a losing game with whatever question or remark he had for the doctor, and so gave the fakest most sincere smile he could muster and took the prescription and got out of the clinic. 

On the street he looked at the paper and said to himself “ ill fill it out tomorrow.” What he really wanted is to go back home and try working on his project, maybe this time it would work and the episodes won’t happen to him. 

 As he walked back home he crossed the traffic jam of people coming back from their work, he decided to go right this time and take the long way home, he really likes passing by an antique computer shop, yes they really had one of those. The shop had all types of old computers that time has rendered them useless, in addition to game consoles and old games. Khaled never went into the shop he always liked to look at the storefront but never had the energy to go in, it was like a magnetic force that kept him from going inside, and strayed his eyes to what is behind the glass on display instead of what is inside. Just as Khaled reached the street he for the first time saw the store owner with his cat following him outside closing the shop, Khaled sneaked a peak at the store owner but it was as if he was battling himself and a strong magnetic force to reach his face. But Khaled persevered and finally snuck a look at his face, he seemed somehow of an old man because of his subtle limp on his right foot, that was the aura he gave off, but still with further inspection he looked young. The man completely mutating in Khaleds eyes for he kept seeing him in different shapes and forms but as Khaled focused he saw the truth. Khaled was somehow paralyzed standing in shock trying to look at this man, until he finally reached his eyes and he was wearing a leather eye patch over his left eye. The owner of the shop closing the steel rails of his shop bent over to lock it, he calmly glances at Khaled standing there, then looked away and went on his way. A whistle alerted his cat that didn’t keep its eyes off Khaled, after the whistle it quickly followed the owner of the shop as he walked away, and Khaleds shock was over. He exclaimed to himself “ what was that?” He walked over to the closed shop and said to himself “ No old computers for me today” 

Khaled went on his way to his house and went inside. His house  had nothing special about it but it was messy, but in a good way, Khaled thinks he knows where everything really is but he really doesn’t. When it comes down to it, his place was really a mess but it is one of those messes that you would like to look at. Everything served a purpose and if it was needed it was put in the front until eventually everything was put in the front and nothing was where it was supposed to be, but really he was comfortable at his place and thats all that mattered. He fed his goldfish and sat at his computer waiting… The clock struck 7:00 pm and he started opening his project files and his notes and reading through them. He finished recollecting his thoughts and finally was ready to write his code, the moment he laid his hands on the keyboard he started shaking uncontrollably he stood up from his chair and let out an anger grunt smashing the keyboard into the desk in a very controlled way so that he doesn’t break it, with the sound of horns and yelling outside from the city. “When will this stop!” As a sound of a siren from an ambulance passed by he shouted. He lost control of his body, he focuses and tries to control the shaking and it stops for a bit only to return back stronger, he figured it was of no use and he goes to his bed early, his body finally calmed down. He laid there on his bed hearing the city outside, the city didn’t care for his sorrow, the city didn’t care that he can’t fulfill his dreams. 

The next morning Khaled gets up early and goes to fill his prescription, his morale was down and he  really was not in a mood for anything. He had the choice of going the long way and pass by the antique computer shop or go the short way, and so he decided to go right again, the short way this time. He went straight to the pharmacy and got the drug. On his way back he noticed something strange, he saw the cat from yesterday the one that belonged to the owner of the shop walking infront of him after a good 2 minutes of walking the cat looked back at Khaled, and so Khaled stops in his ground, the cat then walked straight for a bit until it took a sudden left into an alley. Khaled entered the alley, a raven flied by Khaled and went to the corner, Khaled was amazed he never sees ravens in the city, and so he went to the corner and there was the crow sitting on a sign that said “Al-Botrs” and a door half closed. Khaled was intrigued but decided not to trouble anyone and wanted to leave, but when he had the idea to leave the raven started cawing, as if it was in his mind. So Khaled hesitantly decided to enter the door. It was like a small apartment filled with old computers and computer parts, he saw a fridge and a small counter that looked like a mini kitchen in the corner, a beautiful dusty rug covered the floor, there was a place to sit on the ground on the other end of the room and a door that was closed. Khaled saw the cat and realized it was the backdoor to the antique computer shop he always fancied. He started inspecting the room and the old computer parts and was fascinated how far we have come along in technology, he saw old keyboards and mice, motherboards and monitors, an old cpu that is kept in mint condition. Khaled fancied the old keyboards and the moment he moved his hand to touch one of the keys the door leading to the store opened and Khaled jumped like a scared cat and realized it was the owner of the shop. 

Al-Botrs said “ So whom did the cat lead in this time?” As he went to the kitchen and opened a can of food for the cat.  Khaled nervous didn’t know what to do with himself, he exclaimed “ hello sir I was just checking the computers you have back here they are really fascinating… excuse me for the intrusion I could leave right away.” Al-Botrs fed the cat and looked at Khaled with his one eye, and said to him “ you are a nervous fella aren’t you?” Khaled pulled himself together and replied “ Not really only when I’m an intruder and in a place I dont belong.” Al-Botrs looked at him and replied “dont worry you belong here I can see it in your eyes… have a seat let us talk.” Al-Botrs continued “Do you believe in magic ? Khaled replied “I dont know, even though im a programmer I believe in science and medicine” Al-Botrs then said “Then I will be your guide using science” Khaled exclaimed “ a guide for what?’ Al-Botrs then said “What you seek lies in the world of magic and chaos far beyond what you comprehend” Khaled replied “And how do you know what I seek ?” Al-Botrs gives off a small smile and says “Let us start from the beginning so that I dont freak you out, however I need you to start believing in magic and so I will start talking, you seek to build an Artificial Intelligence isn’t that right?” Khaled a bit surprised but figured it was some sort of trick said “ Yes that’s true.” Al-Botrs then said “ but something is stopping you isn’t it?” Khaled was a bit unhinged that this man knows what is happening to him but decided to suck it up and continue the conversation “ Yes, every time I start to work on it my body starts shaking uncontrollably, I can’t control it, it is as if my body doesn’t want me to continue working. The doctors said it is something called dopamine transporter deficiency and gave me those pills” we see the pharmacy bag in Khaleds hands. Al-Botrs then replied “Well I might say, what is wrong with you is that you lack purpose and faith and I will prove it to you by magic and science as well. The moment you stepped into this door you have entered an alternate dimension and you will go back and forth through realities and settings for example between this room and your house on your computer, but you will go places far beyond your imagination and you will see things far greater than your comprehension. You must allow yourself to grow you must allow yourself to transcend realities.” Khaled stayed silent for a bit processing everything, then he asked “ what do you mean transcend realities ?” Al-Botrs let out a small laugh and said to Khaled “ It seems you are on your path, I’m happy, we will start with our first lesson… How to transcend realities and move through them seamlessly.” Al-Botrs got up and went to the kitchen part of the room, he boiled some water and got garlic and saffron. He added some lemon juice to the boiling water and the garlic then he proceeded to add the saffron. He sat next to Khaled and said to him “ where you go I go… take your pills” Khaled looked at Al-Botrs and said these are not the same comparing the pills to Al-Botrs’s drink. Al-Botrs laughed and said “ No my new friend these are not the same at all but they do the same thing. Garlic is a natural MAO inhibitor and so is saffron but I do not recommend saffron for its benefits you pay for with other things you will see later, when you take an Mao inhibitors you are disabling the enzymes that breakdown dopamine and so theoretically you should have more dopamine in your brain, but you will soon learn that this is not a thing you always want and it is not something that is helpful but on the contrary it is something that might be harmful  “ Khaled took a deep breath and said “ then I don’t want to take the pill if it could be harmful I want to drink the natural substances like you, what if it has irreversible side effects ” Al-Botrs replied “ The world has lead you to the pill, and nothing is irreversible, with help of some magic I will grant you more dopamine transporters, take the pill and we will start.” Khaled swallowed the pill and Al-Botrs drank his tea… Khaled said “Nothing changed nothing happened” Al-Botrs replied “That is the point you think that nothing changed but a lot of things have changed in your mind and so we will start your first lesson. What is dopamine ?” Khaled replied “ It is a chemical in our brain” Al-Botrs then said “ True, but truly think of it, dopamine is not just a chemical, it is the manifestation of an idea in your brain, this idea could be bad or it could be good, it is an idea in the truest form raw and untethered. Now most people dont hear the idea they only feel it and say it like robots, what we will learn today is how to actually listen, how to hear those ideas rushing through our brains and not be a victim of what our bodies decide what is good and what is bad but let our awoken conscious decide. But first you must understand how does the body decide ? Dopamine is like a circle

when you are drawing a circle you start from a point and go back to it, and that is how dopamine works, it gives a lot of ideas that all lead back to same place. Now serotonin which is like a triangle and sometimes a square inside the circle is how our bodies decide what ideas are good, it picks points inside this circle, and that is when you feel good. Its not dopamine that makes you feel good dopamine only makes you more excited to continue your journey, it is the ideas that serotonin picks that make you feel euphoria. Now we have drew a circle and a triangle in it. Norepinephrine is like the straight line in between that makes your heart know what is right and what is wrong. But now the circle is no longer a circle we have chosen good ideas from this circle with serotonin and norepinephrine and made it elevate into a spiral. This is how we transcend and move through realities, you are stuck in a plane of existence drawing circles, and you must elevate to create spirals.”

Khaled didn’t understand what Al-Botrs was saying and only wanted to work on his project, for he felt the urge to work. Khaled politely said “ I think I understand” Even though he didn’t, and continued by saying “ I need to go back home and work on the project” Al-Botrs smiled and said “ Off you go.” And away did Khaled go to his apartment. When he reached his apartment he sat on his computer and directly started working, he took another pill from the bottle. He said to himself “ Finally, I can work.”