Euphrosene Labon

Sensing an alternate reality is not, in my view, a sign of mental illness. There are many things we don´t understand, and some are more sensitive to those other dimensions. However, having a persecution complex or looping, as Ma used to do, are signs of a disordered mind - ie a mental illness.

I once put a proposal in for a book on mental illness and surprised myself at discovering how many things are now classed within it. Paranoia, obviously, is one. Seeing insult and injury where there is none. Obsession, another. The list is enormous.

Later: detours and challenges with website, and discovering how much redrawing I will have to do for the Brick Tips poster images, so the rest of the piece on mental illness will have to appear another time.

With the 30 in one poster, I could, just about, get away with small symbolic images. To do separate postcards of each will need better drawings and more words. I already feel overwhelmed at the task. Well, sort of.

PS Saw excellent documentary on the Mumbai Terror attack, missed yesterday and caught on More4. And, just now, another excellent documentary on Red October (the true story). Fiver, if you want to watch it on demand. Much better than the rubbishy Sean Connery film.

Less impressed with the History of Christianity. Not as grabbing as I thought it would be.

Oh I forgot, Jonathan Dimbleby´s Russian travelogue (yesterday BBC3) was also definitely worth the watch. Check it out on BBC iPlayer.

Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

Euphrosene´s Gallery of Contemporary Spiritual Art & Cartoons

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Thurs 17: Strange feeling re nose, following the blister/clot the other week, meant registering with a doctor suddenly became important. There are some times when it is best to be safe than sorry. Plus the continuing dryness was also drying out my spirit.

The first one I rang (yesterday), in Rustington, said I was outside their catchment area. Just as well I didn´t ring today as there was something on the news about the law changing to allow more choice.

As it happens, I have now registered with a practice which may well have been the same one from my schooldays. Not sure as the doctor always came to the school, but it´s a nice thought and they were nice too. Despite not having my records, the very nice woman booked me in to see a doctor today.

Meanwhile, my attention span was fairly low knowing I would have to go out. The hollow mask illusion both intrigued and slightly frightened me - for obvious reasons!

As it happens, I could not see the inverted nose. (Noses again!)

More´s the pity, as I would like to extend my sensory perceptions. However, I did not want to admit it like some eager beaver wanting to tell the world I am not schizophrenic. If indeed I am not.

I actually have a lot of respect for some aspects of schizophrenic perception. I am just not a fan of the mental intransigence that seems to go with it. Or that sense that only they are right. It´s back to what is truth and, like truth, rightness is relative.

Later: saw a very nice doctor, who actually inspected me - unlike the Angmering Medical Centre one who sat there like a disinterested lump (in my honestly held belief).

It seems I have an infection in the left nostril. Glad it´s nothing more serious. Also asked him about the newish thing on my forehead. It appeared about four months ago and has been annoying me ever since by not going away.

A naevus, it seems. The doctor has put in a request for me to see a dermatologist.

I have a horrible feeling it is another sign of `old age´ - these acquiring naevi. Sheesh.

Double sheesh! Just made the mistake of googling on `naevus´ and got some rather in-yer-face images. Can I reiterate that my one naevus is on my FOREHEAD?

Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

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Tues 8: What really, really, pisses me off big time is having to explain or justify any episode which is a subjective interpretation on the part of the person wielding the wooden spoon. So I am yet again amazed that a concerned comment the other day should turn out to have taken a rather more sinister outcome.

I had just come off the dance floor, hot - mopping my nose - when someone very kindly complimented me on my artwork. I did not seek out this person. Indeed I was passing through the hall on the way to get a glass of water.

However, still standing in that area, with other people all around us, I replied with thanks and added that I was a bit concerned about them being left behind on the tables. I also remember mentioning that, because I had not tidied the backs very well, they might have been better in a different setting. Somehow, that translated as me being `very upset and crying´.

And, despite me standing beside this person as they talked with two others to whom I introduced them, presumably dry-eyed, the person, for some reason, felt obliged to seek out others to inform them that I was `very upset and crying´.

Yet, if I had been, surely one or more of the many people I saw around us and immediately following, including the people I introduced them to, would have said something?

How come only ONE person in that packed place saw and heard what they did?

Now in my entire life, especially years ago when I DID sometimes get stonkingly drunk, I have NEVER had memory failure.

More´s the pity after the striptease I once did! Or ending up in bed with two men. (Whoops!)

Yet a woman, who has been sectioned twice for hallucinating in public, rang me to say I could not remember because I was drunk. Charming. And this is someone who two NandDs chose to believe instead of me!

Thankfully, yet another was nearby and said they noticed nothing at all.

Thank You, God.

The woman then proceeded to mix up various conversations - until, I regret to say, I cut her short and told her to piss off.

Thanks to that bit of shoddy recall, I did not get to spend planned time with the NandDs - and, also regrettably, I no longer want anything to do with any of them.

PS Corner image is one of my unfinished wedding shoes. Too many interruptions today but I did get some more of Wise El´s Book of Big Thoughts done.

PPS Subjective recall is interesting on several levels. Quite apart from the delusional aspect, there is also the element of mind control that Ma was so obsessed with. No wonder these type of films are so popular. Get one or more people to swear something is true, usually when it is not, and the Will Smith-type starts to think he has lost his marbles.

I must admit, if it had been any other people, I might well have started to question myself. As it is, I am just VERY ANGRY.

Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

Please visit my art gallery. E-cards are on the house.

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