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uprootwe bury our dead,
this is not the first time
we rebury our dead,
but not for the first time
i'll bring my shovel
they always come back
(you creep into my thoughts in the dead of night;
you stroll right through in the broad daylight)
and my heart may be stony
but there's still fertile soil
you've got your deep roots in everything
and i need to tend to all these plants
(but i don't mean the flora)
when is it my turn to blossom?
weeds choke me,
your loving ministrations upon my neck
you thrive in me well,
for such a dead thing
but when is it my turn to blossom?
colubrine (maybe i'm in hell remix)maybe i'll give myself up
i'm a madperson
drown in green grass
maybe the snakes say:
maybe i forget
ophelia, why am i drowning?
(maybe i remember)
the past overtakes me
Lies, Myth, and TruthDifference is the disease
And death is the cure
Say it isn't so, please
That's reality I fear
You say the vaccinations made us sick
You say it in a poisonous voice sweetened with honey
Say the Big Pharma is lieing
Just to make some money
So you gamble our lives like a game
To make us more like you: "normal", "the same"
Use quackery treatments like chelation
Then say we are cured in a voice full of elation
When we say "NO",
You only hear "Yes"
When this will end, is anyone's guess
Uncovering Myself, A MemoirGrowing up, I never knew I was autistic.
How is that possible? Well, to be honest: my particular brain malfunction is pretty rare, very high-functioning, and can beand in fact, wasmistaken for the typical social awkwardness of someone much too smart for his own damn good.
I'd started reading at an unbelievably young age, but had serious problems dealing with my own age group. I couldn't figure how to fit in, and eventually stopped trying; I became sarcastic, insensitive and often quite hurtfultraits which, as one can imagine, didn't exactly get me invited to a lot of parties. My parents chalked it up to my having my nose pressed into a book all the time, and figured I would grow out of it when I was older.
(I did, though not in a way that anyone would've predicted. But that's a story for another time.)
When I was in second grade, my mother decided to go back to college. She brought me in with her once; it happened to have been on the day her psychology class was discu
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In the shoes of an AspieIn the Shoes of an AspieIn the shoes of an Aspie by ObiWanSkywalker178
Note: This is my experiences and thoughts on what it is like to be an Aspie. I understand others have their own experiences and opinions and I respect them for that. The reason I wrote this was a hope that those who read this gain some understanding as to how people with Asperger's live their lives. However each person is unique so their behaviour and way of life may be different to mine.
I wake to the sound of my alarm going off. I groan Ugh not again... I grope for my mobile and switch it off; the alarm is rather noisy. Here I go again; having to put on that masquerade; going undercover yet again. If only people would just understand what it is like to live the way I and many others like me have to live each and every day ..
Just imagine yourself living in a world where you see and deal with everything differently. Put yourself in the shoes of an Aspie; a person with Asperger's Syndrome. It's a high-functioning form of Autism. It's hard to
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