Know Your Enemy

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I check what grows each day. I search for enemies that invade and attack. It might take a little time, but I sit and stare until the enemy reveals itself. Then I make an assault. Sometimes I let my Therd Eye collect relevant data before I make a move. Like I did with this guy. I don’t have a clue to its reason for squatting. Not yet anyway, but it’s beautiful. Such lovely colors.

There’s nothing lovely about the Black Hole. It tends to eat up time. It tends to swallow colors. It tried to disguise itself as depression. It forced me to learn the difference between it and the Big D. The Big S (Sadness) piggybacks Grief and Mourning, and it can fool you into thinking loss has triggered an Episode.

It happened to me. Having come so far, it was heavier than the Big D, and it felt different. Its colors were different. It had a different smell. This came:

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See? Cartoons aren’t always funny, but who said they had to be? I saw this one as The Swallow. Pun came on its own. Sadness is blue. Light blue. Depression can be a deep purple, aubergine, gray, black, or full red. Full red is “Danger, Willa Robinson! Get help!” I have learned to examine my funks. The trick is being aware, remembering to examine myself–like doing a breast self-exam. And yes, a prostate self-exam. It doesn’t hurt to ask for another opinion. I did. I asked O-Bird about the differences between sadness and depression. Before I was better I never examined sadness. Anything less than even or up was the dreaded valley. My sister passed on the 5th of May. I have been sinking since then, and . . . Wow. I have to go draw what I just saw. Yes, it’s a cartoon. And yes, it might be humorous, but you can’t tell if I don’t draw it. But . . . I cannot know for sure if what’s eating me is something as bad as this . .

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. . . or is as simple as this . . .

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. . . unless I check it out.

Be well.

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limnerichtys

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The limnerichtys is a fresh water fish that is solely indigenous to Texas. It prefers roomy ponds, creeks and streams. The female carries her eggs in a transparent sac on her lower back until just before time for them to hatch. When Mom Nature calls “Time!”, limnerichtys escapes to a dark shallow part of her habitat, and she slips into a trance-like state of stasis. Before long, her young shoot from the sac and into the water behind her. When mama fish is empty, she shakes her fins and her tail propels her several feet away from the nursery. And she’s off.

THE SPACE BETWEEN US

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space |spās|noun1 a continuous area or expanse that is free, available, or unoccupied

verb1 [ with obj. ] (usu. be spaced) position (two or more items) at a distance from one another: the houses are spaced out .• (in printing or writing) put blanks between (words, letters, or lines): (as noun spacing) : the default setting is single line spacing.2 (usu. be spaced out or space out) informal be or become distracted, euphoric, or disoriented, esp. from taking drugs; cease to be aware of one’s surroundings