700I read a story once about a man who had six PhD's in six different fields. I don't remember what fields they were, but I was impressed - that much I remember. As I read on, it became clear that the reason he found so much success was his severe OCD. He was so consumed by the disorder that he read each page of each textbook hundreds of times. And I remember thinking it was crazy, insane, psychotic. But I guess it worked for him. So I forgot about the man with the six PhD's and the torturous perfectionism that some call "disorder."7003 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Until I Met Candyce Karolyn Ethanson.
It was fourth grade and I called her names behind her back because she had to get on the swings so many times in a row that she never even swung. Before she could get on the swing well enough, recess was over. She cried when our teacher pried her from the swing-set, not allowing the repetition to continue. Then we went back inside for class and I remember seeing blood on her fingernails from where they were buried in her l
Rape pieceIMAGE: http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj59iqKaSr1qb2cxho1_500.pngRape piece4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"There are so many people replying to this saying how this girl is "asking for it" because of her top. You've just proved her point! You are taught by society to believe that a woman must dress a certain way to avoid being raped, instead of a man being taught that it is always wrong to rape. You are conditioned to think that way and it is pathetic and immoral and so so so WRONG. I'm so infuriated by looking at the notes on this. If you think even a little bit, that this woman- or any woman- is ASKING to get raped, unfollow me now because I do not want to be associated with you in any way, shape, or form."
My two cents:
(psst please don't forget that men can be raped too, and that women can rape others)
I wish the people who blame the victim would realize their enabling attitudes, and that rape is going to happen. Rape will always happen. Regardless of someone's gender, his/her behaviour, his/
Echo Squad - Dreadnought part 2Echo Squad - Dreadnought part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Bout time.” Dani said as Myls’Stanis walked into the cargo bay. She was busy configuring something on the display on the forward bulkhead of the compartment. Uli'Narah sat on a crate leaning against the rear bulkhead while Zen was against the far side of the cabin tinkering with his drone that was hovering next him. Myls set down next to Uli.
“Okay,” the squad leader started “We all know this was as last second as missions get, but by now we are a used to that. But the reason that we got sent out here in a human freighter will be obvious in a moment. Six days ago a long range radio telescope got lucky and picked up the emissions of a large vessel coming to the last jump point we just passed. It was barely in range of other optical sensors but we were able to get this.”
An image popped up on the screen and everyone just stared. Whatever they had been doing wasn’t important. Zen’s arms fell slowly and his drone disappeared. Myls gave
Symptoms of Autism Spectrum DisordersSymptoms of Autism Spectrum Disorders3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Common Symptoms of Some 'AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDERS'
PLEASE Click on UNDERSTANDING AUTISM and READ it before reading this paper.
This is meant to be a relatively Short way to help you see if you are part of the Autism Spectrum Disorders, which includes:□ High Functioning Autism
□ Sensory Processing Disorder (Sensory Integration Dysfunction)
□ Asperger Syndrome
□ Developmental Coordination Disorder (Developmental Dyspraxia)
□ DysgraphiaMost kids and adults who are in the Autism Spectrum and who do not show significant obvious symptoms, are SELDOM diagnosed. If the problems and symptoms are not glaring, no one bothers. Even Kids with obvious symptoms are often not diagnosed, since many teachers are not trained to know what to look for and of course most parents do not know what to look for
AnthropologyAnthropology9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
It could be argued that a quintessential aspect of American culture is obliviousness or indifference towards foreign cultures. This kind of ethnocentricity is particularly interesting because America, as such a young nation, is a homogenization of many of those outside cultures. Indeed it is perhaps even impossible to define "American culture" independent of the many different elements that have blended or clashed here since colonial times. Yet Americans by and large seem comfortably nested within a sort of cultural neutrality, a willful and blissful ignorance of the world around them. It is the reason why most Americans only speak English, whereas other nations either have more than one official language, or legally require their citizens to learn a second language.
I mention all of this not merely to criticize America but to create for the reader a better understanding of my environment, as it is vital to understanding the thesis of this paper. The greatest exception to the American
Abnormal, but unspecificAbnormal, but unspecific8 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
At 25, almost half of Riikka's life has been spent with being sick and visiting doctor after doctor. She would surely have better things to do. There's nothing she hates as much as doctors and she has nightmares about visits where she's humiliated. That hasn't been unusual. Even now, doctors treat her condescendingly, like a kid. It took over a decade to obtain a diagnosis.
There have been dozens and again dozens of doctors over the years, neurologists, opthalmologists, infection specialists and rheumatologists. It certainly feels like they couldn't care less what happens to Riikka. They're constantly trying to push physiotherapy, something Riikka has been doing for years, even though she doesn't have much mobility left any longer.
Riikka is sick with something many doctors don't even believe in and that officially doesn't exist in Finland, even though it has been included in WHO's official ICD-10 for a long time. In many countries it's known as myalgic encephalomyelitis (ME). In Finla
Understanding AUTISMUnderstanding AUTISM4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
UNDERSTANDING AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDERS
Click on Symptoms of Autism Spectrum Disorders to get more information about some of the Autism Spectrum Disorders.
The following is a simplified explanation of autism, followed by more detail. Near the end, I talk about HOW TO OVERCOME AUTISM. I will also talk about my own personal story of growing up Gay and overcoming much of my Autism. Just know that I finally got there I learned how to connect with people and make many friends, to find real love, not just people using me, and to find a measure of joy and happiness in life.
AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDERS
It used to be that people were diagnosed with a specific Syndrome, like:□ Asperger Syndrome
□ High-Functioning Autism
□ Sensory Processing Disorder (Sensory Integration Dysfunction)
□ Developmental Coordination Disor
Identity?Identity?5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
A complex topic, is it what others see? Is it what you see? Is it what you feel? Is it who you are inside, or the persona that you carefully create? Is it what makes you you? Your individuality, your personality, your wants and dreams? Or is it a creation of your past and experiences?
When others see me they see the body, a relatively thin tall frame with dyed red hair. But that is not who I am, who I am they cannot see, many cannot even comprehend. For you see I am not I, I am we, for we are multiple. We share this single body, but we are not one, we each have our own thoughts, own feelings, even own memories. We have each been created and shaped by our past, but each into a different form.
We share a body as many would share a home, we argue as friends argue, and we exist within this world.
So do we have an identity? Do we have one each, or do we share one as we share the body? Identity is used throughout social science to describe an individual's comprehension
Tabula RasaTabula Rasa - A Daft Punk FanfictionTabula Rasa2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Thomas goes through 'robotic adolescence', and growing up is hard.
Heavily philosophical. It isn't a light read. But I guarantee that it'll be worth it.
Define: 'Love' ->
... 'A strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties'.
"Good morning," a soft male voice calls in the darkness. A searching hand roams downwards until it finds the desired switch and presses it; such a carefree act, but to the android in question, it is his first awakening, his genesis, the first light summoned forth just for his sake. "welcome to the world. It's nice to meet you."
The robot's visor lights up in red, rapidly scrolling text indicating its first boot-up sequence before displaying a prompt with a blinking cursor, stating "PASSWORD?". He is quite 'awake' and is actually seeing what's around him with vivid clarity, it's just that he can't move much without confirming
Belief.Belief.Belief.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I’d rather believe in something,
Rather than to believe in nothing.
Because to believe in nothing implies there is no purpose.
It implies that there is nothing below or above the earth’s surface.
It suggests that there is no advanced assistance and that our existence
Can be revoked in an instant, despite our apparent spiritual commitments.
It would mean that mankind will not be punished for all their wrong doings.
And that living a good honest life will not grant you a shoe in
To something that is not indefinitely there
And that it was us who made this world unfair.
But if you believe there is something greater in place
And that this something does not have a form, figure or face.
From this something we gain a feeling that cannot be described
And although countless cynics have allied, defied and tried.
They have dedicated their entire lives to proving there is no evidence.
Because disproving that something is the only thing of any relevance.
What if confirming its p
Neuro-Linguistic ProgrammingNeuro-Linguistic Programming8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I cant do ANYTHING right.
And so you cant.
I dont have what it takes.
Indeed, you dont.
Im not very good at this.
I can tell youre not.
I have trouble finishing things.
And so you wont.
Im not very pretty, you know.
Yes. Ive noticed.
A brief interlude.
Im about to get it right.
Im developing what it takes.
Ive gotten better a
The Study of Fetal Psychology and BehaviorA woman’s womb is a private and mysterious cocoon, a place shared from a mother to her offspring. To some men and women it may seem like an automatic process, a way of producing a new life. To some others it’s something short of mere inconvenience and nowhere close to a “miracle”. Regardless of the modern science and technology we have today to help us understand what goes on inside this strange part of humanity’s life point, people still believe that a baby is only active once it is out into the world. In reality there is so much happening we just can’t see with our eyes alone. In only a brief span of years, science and technology has unlocked secrets and discoveries of a baby’s nine-month journey that could change perspectives and inspire us to formulate a new viewpoint about both unborn and newborn fetuses. However, the old view that unborn babies have always been inactive and nothing short of insignificant growing clump of humanThe Study of Fetal Psychology and Behavior2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
If We Were BlindIf We Were Blind4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Perhaps if we were all blind,
We wouldn't care about a person's skin color.
Perhaps if we were all blind,
We wouldn't bully those who are smaller.
Perhaps if we were all blind,
Every night I wouldn't have cried.
Perhaps if we were all blind,
We'd finally embrace what's on the inside.
botanical maladyif i could walkbotanical malady1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
these sterling hooves along your chest
and press down, hard,
white peonies would bloom from your windpipe
petals folding over peeled lips,
floral rabies, a disease of botany.
and if you could wrap
your flaxen arms around my ribs,
champagne limbs melting silver,
a garden would burst from my mouth.
Socy Essay: Norms + ConformityNorms: Shaping the Way We live Life.Socy Essay: Norms + Conformity7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Why is it that when someone burps, everyone looks at him/her expectantly to say Excuse me? Or when standing in line for, say, a concert or a movie, if someone cuts into the line, the person is booed and ridiculed? It appears some things are more or less agreed upon and carried out without them having been written down somewhere as explicit legal rules or laws. Such actions or traditionalist behaviors are known as norms. In a way this conformity with laws is a very positive thing. For example, initially, before any laws or rules were enacted, the act of taking a fellow human beings life was already frowned upon socially. It just took time to write it into law to make it a legal issue. This knowledge shared among human beings universally, for the most part, that the taking of another human life is an act that is morally reprehensible is obviously positive in trying to ensure that people dont kill each other. Its easy to n
What Is Love All About?What Is Love All About?7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
As Time Is Eternal, So Is My Love
The word Love is used in many, many different ways. When I was dating my first partner, he asked me if I loved him, I could not honestly answer him. I explained that I did not know exactly what love meant yet, so please give me time to figure it out. I am autistic and grew up in an abusive family life, and back then I had no concept of what love meant, I had no role model for it. Stated on a quest to discover what Love was all about.
The dictionary defines Love as “An intense feeling of deep affection,” which is woefully short of the mark for explaining the wide usage of the word. I asked everyone I knew about love, about how they knew if they were in-love. Most answers were something like, “You really like someone who you are also sexually attracted to,” “Someone you can’t live without,” and the most common one of all, “If its Love, you just k
The Prince of MothsI dreamt myself a Prince of MothsThe Prince of Moths2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Upon a brittle autumn leaf;
And, though a novice in my state
Of wings and things, I found I took
Quite readily: I fashioned up
A crown of thorns and glittering moss,
With a pile of blossoms, laced with webs
And iridescent spiders' legs,
With feathers glossed with gossamer
And freckled dew of violet hue.
Thus decked, I leaped and left my leaf,
And viewed myself in silver pools;
And reasoned that a moth like I,
Of state and breeding, should desire
Estate and wealth, and thus acquire
An industry and beauteous bride.
I fashioned in a hollow tree
A quarry for the ants to mine,
With beetles as their keepers, set
To dig for me for treasures fine:
For gems of old, and treasuries
Of elven wealth and fairy gold;
And deep they dug, and so brought forth
Fine trinkets rare from ages lost;
And with these I could set me up
As a business-moth of fine repute.
I forged myself a partnership
With a voluptuous spider crab,
Grown rich in sales of mollusc oil,
Who promised m
Keirsey's PrometheusI know.Keirsey's Prometheus3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I do not, I learn.
If I cannot,
I do not believe.
I am five of one-hundred, and
they say I am
the lowest of us.
ripples from a stone.
You know me,
from your stories
Feynman, Ayn Rand,
Jefferson, Joe Steel.
Sherlock, Spock, and Aristotle.
I neither defy nor challenge authority,
though I circumvent it
when I must.
It’s more efficient that way.
I love, and I hate.
blind acceptance, tradition
for tradition’s sake.
Ignorance (willful or
otherwise), the lack
of second guessing.
Those without restraint.
what is yet to come.
ProgrammingIt starts as a single point.Programming4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No width or depth to give it form.
Then key by key it grows with ease.
Growing, changing to become a masterpiece.
Graphics and text a jumbled mass
Of names and numbers never knowing
Where an error lies in all the mess
A wave of imperfections lies in wait.
Frustration follows infernal failure.
A single slip-up always fueling fury.
Solving every syntax like a critic.
Yet problems pounce as quickly as a cat.
Creation is a gift which feels divine.
It puts you in a place to be a god.
Your thought: the world with which your hands create.
The buttons: subjects bending to your will.
Letters leaping straight up to the screen.
By themselves are sad, misguided children.
Lost and nonexistent, lonely souls
Which turn to you, their father, for their purpose.
Labor and time: a simple sacrifice
For the dedication that you had
To build and craft, with your own hands, a world
Just as before, is but a single point.