Story: The Wisdom of Fish

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i was trying to do something with her lower lip

which is extending out at a disproportionately greater

distance than the upper...

But it doesn't look quite right.

There are numerous other problems as well...

But the fish came out pretty OK.
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What is not commonly understood by people that do not

hear voices, is that there are several kinds to listen for.

Type 0: Perfectly Ordinary External Voices.

Type 0.2: Perfectly Ordinary External Voices

that are 'Beamed' to you via a Directional Speaker so that

Persons standing immediately beside you will not hear them.

This is Devious to be sure, But the voices that you're hearing have

a well understood and easily verified origin.

Type 0.4: Radio Transmissions that are received via

a perfectly conventional electronic device implanted

by our own CIA. It's my personal belief that this Reference

to The CIA is a Euphemism for Some other Agency

whose Name & Agenda is Unknown.

Type A: Radio Transmissions of the type just defined,

Except that they're not from a well understood

External Source, Which would include;

Transmissions from an Alien Spacecraft.

Type B: Voices from a Type 0 or 0.2 Definition

Except that they're not from a Well Defined

External Source; Which would include;

Ghosts, Alien ESP &/or Unusually Bright Animals.

The distinction between Type A & B Voices is that

A's sound Crackly & B's sound Whispery.

Type C: Voices from your Id or Super Ego.

These need not be in your own voice,

even if you have a clear idea of

what your own voice sounds like.

They may alternatively be your voice

as it sounded when you were a child,

or they may be the voice of a relative, friend,

mere acquaintance or Complete Stranger.

One 'Speaker' is usually Dominant.

Type F: Voice from a Disembodied Fish.

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Lydia stood along the ledge outside her

posh Au Currant Motel Six Balcony

and tried to imagine the various permutations

of yoga like dreams concocted by hopeless lost snails,

dipping off a curb,

on their way onto a dark roadway,

several hours before the morning traffic begins.

The voice that she has identified as 'Rufus'

began speaking to her again.

It was from a disembodied fish,

but depicted in her doodles to her therapist as an actual fish,

for the purpose of clarity.

Her therapist; Dr. Gugu, was easy distracted

when her narratives became too hypothetical,

metaphorical or metonymistical.

Thursday she showed Dr. G her new injury

that she could not explain.

It looked like hamburger wrapped in an onion skin.

The Physician expressed no interest in it.

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