OCD versus being anal

   
   "OCD versus being anal"
   
They laugh and say they have OCD,
Making fun of your asymmetries like non-benevolent fairies under a mystic tree;
Regardless, because you merely align,
Does not mean that you have a condition that does perniciously malign.

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   Imagine involuntary and intrusive images.  A history of things you thought you did, but didn't.  A perpetual feeling of Catholic or Jewish guilt.  Beings from the Otherworld paying you visitations.
   Yes, we're clean.  Like Tobias, washing everyday and burying the dead, before Saint Raphael and the dog got him along on his journey.  A sneeze can travel very far.  Door handles and money are dirty; alas, the false images--or are they real?  Borderline psychosis?  
   Rituals, repetition, perpetual prayer, and infatuation with these possible mystical things.  But they make fun, thinking you just chase dust bunnies and purchase anal cream on a consistent basis.  
   Okay, that's fine.  But believe me--you don't want real OCD, especially with tics.  Whether this is coming from the medial temporal lobe or actual spiritual intervention--nobody really knows.  Yup, anti-psychotics can be like unto scientific exorcisms.  King David knowing humanity is almost as strong as angelity.  Every single day is a war.  Did I murder that guy they're talking about on television, for he looks familiar?  Did I run over somebody while driving?  And they still laugh at patients; next, go home and become wankers to their Bush League College Girls doing porn to empower themselves in a modern world.  Whatever.  It's all in the reflexes baby.