One out of six women are toxic with mercury. Mercury comes out of coal plants and chlorine plants. I am toxic, I deal with symptoms, children are born with, you know, autism - there is an epidemic in this country. This is like, the air that we breath.

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Christians need to take the lead in educating people that children are gifts, as my autistic grandson most surely is. By going down the path we're currently on, we might one day get rid of genetic diseases, but only at the cost of our own humanity.

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Some autistic children cannot stand the sound of certain voices. I have come across cases where teachers tell me that certain children have problems with their voice or another person's voice. This problem tends to be related to high-pitched ladies' voices.

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Personal Attention

Personal attention
a gifted child leads
Personal attention
an average child needs

Personal attention
at risk child pleads
Personal attention
an autistic child deeds

Personal attention
a parent plants the seeds
Personal attention
is what every child needs

Thus..Personal attention
is what every teacher heeds

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The Modern Kid

Born abroad and growing strong
Away from home and motherland
Growing in cosy environs
Pampered by parents, neglected

Loner lost amidst high-tech toys
Craving for love and tender care
Glued to the idiot-box, web-world
Autistic and having own ways

Throwing temper-tantrums for things
Reckless, careless and mischievous
Aping adults, taking all risks
Eating fast foods with fashion fads.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 14-04-'12

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Atrue Raod Is Not Manifested But Seen Through Experienced Wisdom In Time Of Democrative Wilderness

noises coming out of jealousy, autistic indifference and unacknowledged
and traumatic rudeness
a strayed dog in time of war and peace
a road to freedom leading to democrative moon is seen through
day and night.
A map of concepts distilled with snow queen.
A map of concepts distilled with snow queen.
A map of concepts distilled with snow queen.
A map of concepts distilled with snow queen.
A map of concepts distilled with snow queen.

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Echolalia

Autistically freed...
From a conformity enforced.
And inflicted!
A society drenched with beliefs...
That its 'normality' is sought.
Although chilling ills...
Upon it Mother Nature has brought.
And conflicting with it!
As a message is left...
To dust and sit!

Characterized by self-absorption!
Repetitive behavior...
And language dysfunctions!

Echolalia is on the rise.
And the infected have increased.
Observe it as it is practiced...
Everywhere and on every street!
A mental beast is unleashed,

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Autistic, Dyslexic

love, love, love,
where are you? love, love, love
why do you keep yourself in the darkness
of subsumed silence?
open up, heart o heart, open up, beat like a gong
be loud, so others
dead in their silent pains may wake up
from their deaths
so many deaths in one hour of living
love, love, love, come, come, come
be with us,
don't run, don't run, please don't run away from
us, who lives are ruined
by too much hatred, and guilt and
repetition.

we need sleep.
now that we have said our dyslexic lines.

love is, i think, a form

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Healthy Children And Child Star Vision

healthy little boys and girls
wriggle squeal in their chairs
as they compete bid for praise

attention while an autistic boy
sits alone lost in a silent dream
visiting imagination worlds few

ever conceive of consider visit
worlds Einstein visited long ago
in an early model patent office

worlds Steven Hawking visited
immobile seemingly mindless
thoughtless from rigid body cage

wheelchair freed mind soars
slow progression has allowed
influential discoveries insight

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In All Situations

do not be surprised
those who arrive here
there will be more
but less at the same time

if you go for quality
start it yourself
by then you will be crazy
because there is none for

that here. Perhaps to some
but they're all to rare
and lazy.

precisely, this is what
is happening to me.
shall the autistic one
take the lead?
the one whose lines
are crooked? the one

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Native Of Death

He had started his own manhunt
for an autistic seal for a personal vision
in deep waters. They had left him to die at bottom of pain.
The silent screams against inhuman brutality

started coming from underground. A photo
montage was emerging on the walls. I
dip my fingers in blood to write my name.
Just the untitled truth will speak now.

New species of frogs are making headlines.
Men were becoming amphibians, sailing beyond
the shores of kisses to bite.

They were starving for the sun in caves,
to watch the murals for a resume of flames.
The snow was covering the peaks of shame.

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A Belloc II

Tell no one that you love them
Or never so they hear
Tell them you're autistic
Tell them that you're queer
They'll sympathize, my dear,
But never, never, hear,

Tell some one that you love them
It's not a good idea
They'll come to think they own you
As does a brook the sea
Oh, misery and woe foresee
When once you've said so, so,

Tell no one that you love them
Lest days of peace you miss
Be compensated amply by
The items on a list:
'Do that, do this, do this,
But first a little kiss'.

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Stranger In West Lothian

As I walk alone in the Rain
Where I go, is a Lonely path
I feel alone, lost and cold
If you were me right now,
Ask yourself this...

How does it feel?
How do you feel?
Shivering alone in the rain
How does it feel?
Cos I'm Alone
And Cold Inside

Kids just won't leave be Be
they bully me day in and Out
They break Me, Belittle me
I Fell from grace, and into tears
Wish they'd leave me be

How does it feel?

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Death On Grass

Sometime, somewhere I will break
into many moons -
an oblique answer to a terrestrial question
of a pale river.

The heat is on, because of the
fatal mistakes. Violence has pregnancy.
Walls stand alone without a roof
hauling the suicidal balloons.

Blue berries are becoming scarce.
Vision short, we cannot see in the night.
Crystals in candlelight become green,
images creeping tall under the trees.

Of total failure, the chemistry of love
patches up with arithmetic of aristocracy.
Spoils the show of neutrality
in sky, hurting the gods.

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Zero One Slash Seventeen Slash Zero Nine

he does not like to use numbers
and so all his numbers are letters
and all his thoughts in numbers
are written in letters including the
date when his poem is written
making it the very title of the same
and all his emotions are in letters
even though he knows that each
feeling has a corresponding number
and even the colors are numbered
in letters. Blue is the number four.
Nine is class. Forty-seven is pride.
ninety-nine is not perfect and
one hundred is too much for an
old aging man like him who likes
to arrive at zero and then enjoy
his much needed rest. He likes to
be happy and wants to sleep, so he
begins to write, one, two, three, four,
five, six.... and so on and so forth.

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It's Only A Lifetime pts.1&2

Autistic artistics
Who can’t find their words a home, like lost misfits
Counting and working off digits and
Patent their talent to buy what cost digits
Cause this is a pot, of broken dreams
With no means to grip it, the golden beams
Not a soul on the team has the scheme
In order to fix it

-Stirred to a blur of cold sirs and frost misses
It’s only a lifetime, no reason to miss it

Any colour of brother
Will seem like another
When fabled and labeled with us or the others
Misters and sisters, the system is tougher
Making and taking good friends and bad lovers
Left behind in time, get ready get set
With nowhere to go, bring on the regret
Or wages of lotto and pass out the bottles

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Lives Complete

My beloved daughter came home in a flurry of
stories about feeding lambs, killing foxes and
sleeping outside on a farm in Namibia as well
as a stream of complaints about her room - I
put her trinkets away for visiting family

Her bedroom lights inexplicably won’t switch on,
her dad gets the brunt of that - I reacted like an
autistic child, my lips did not know how to smile,
listening in silence to everything she said, only
when I was alone expressing my joy

In song, singing old Dutch hymns at the top of my
voice, joy coursing through my veins, my child safe,
I rub her back and listen to her sermons about the
sanctity of her room – just the way I want it to be,
her dad changed from a wound-up spring to

Being relaxed, the smile right round his face, our
lives complete, he already lecturing her on the

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Stuttering

shutters when you exercise the word
close open close open
they stutter and begin to make a panid
of its blinds. What are you doing, asks
the window? I am winnowing. I am peeping
to the slits of the rainbow. The colors dance
like a wild flower under a heavy rain,
drunk, and groggy to the syrup of
saps of this tree and that. Shrubs and
blurbs, gather and gargle. Heavy stuff.
I vomit you and you rise from the
slime of my breath. You face me and
things come back again like a welcome.
So it is you. You love me. You love me
again and again. Here you are. Here
i am. I am carpentering for words, from
some pieces of puzzles. That crap. Why
stutter like an autistic savant? All you have
to do is hold my hand. The world becomes
a safe bridge deck. Two strangers their

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Non Sequitor

Just because she smiles, laughs, dances, plays, says she is ok, seems fine, plays tag, say hello and looks happy,
these are not (un) true (un) necessarily.

(i am bored, and i am yawning, and i am simply pressing words
that i think do not have any sense of meaning at all, i am afraid i am
not authentic or i am just being autistic, chase me, like a child, wanting
to be out from this enclosure, where is mommy? mumbles, rambles,
grumbles, rambles,

fingers running wild wanting to escape the hold of my hands
and feet arguing with my shoes and windows still sleepy for
an opening of a new day, tell me? what is it.
what is it? tell me. do you ever get lonely? do you ever get bored?

tell me? tell you. i am telling you i am bored and fed up and i am yawning
like a cat at the peak of the heat of a tomcat.
words flow like a river and they all rush to the sea of nowhere.sunless.
moonless. grab the hand of your lover. kiss him, and forget that you are
still you. bless the truth and kill all the lies.

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An Ode to the Autistic Child

An Ode to the Autistic Child

By
Ross Dix-Peek

I care not for what you wish.
I am a planet unto my own.
To you I am strange.
But, you cannot see my world.

In your world, you are limited.
In mine, I am “King”,
Where effulgent stars know no bounds,
And my dreams no limitations.

Think not of my body,
For it does not define who I am.
No, look into my eyes,

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