[This GIF was forwarded to me without an attribution.]
GIFs may be the best visual images we have of OCD.| Facebook, for me, may be the best social media representation of OCD.|
From a few weeks before terrorists shot and killed people in Paris,| until now,|| I wanted to post something on Facebook that was happy,| that friends could just ponder. No need for a snappy| comeback, in fact, no need for anything that might| furrow their brow.||
I lapsed. A few days I forgot. I felt bad. I really liked doing| this one small thing every day. I found it renewing.| So anyhow,|| to not miss a day, I jumped – well, leaped – into a routine| of posting a painting, mostly landscapes, or a scene| with some wow|| to it. Something hidden or different, or evocative -| to tuck away, or when ugliness got too big, to relive.|
The Tao|| suggests a repetition of meditation at regular hours.| I chose 6 a.m. because on EST that is when the powers,| with sallow|| eyes, begin to throw their juju, sharpen their talons, hooks| and quarrels. So also time for peaceful pastorals and brooks,| to plow|| a straighter furrow, and perhaps – just perhaps – secure| a better crop than they, and a bulwark from their allure| by my vow.||
My father was a quiet man, apparently living an unexamined life,| but I now think not, he rather understood the true timbre of the fife.| Only the blow|| of many mallets on many drums will shine ‘fair as the moon,| clear as the sun, and terrible| as an army with banners.’||
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