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I have been studying biological paleontology. making sense posthumous fossils is a trait treasure hunt. perhaps we are cellular organisms evolving thru stages of complex interactions . it is astounding, through words of our dna an entire language of complex structure is formed. many phyla combined to form the human body . in chosen differentiation of progenitor cells mans faculties were formed. having a mind mitigated by evolution fascinates me. autism, does it have its origins in working manifest of embryo. did something alter my progenitor cells? my ideology does it form ontologically? or does my genotype determine my perspective?
nanoparticle and quantum interactions have made our perception of reality- color, temperature, gravity, sound for example. natural selection caused traits that were obsolete to disappear, maybe a selection of mutations marked my autism. how has the environment selected increased rate of autism? careful consideration must be given to our sensory systems, does our planes of existence rise to the challenge of digressing environmental contraction? habitation of humanity must be preserved. The continuation of our species comes to bear voice thru autism.
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ode to the beast
in the carbon earth my bonds are decomposing white bones and mighty flesh the book of dna rna is transcribed its interpretation into stone simulation, radiation, voice of my generation laid to rest in diagrams hardened of time each today orders his own grave lines and particles of imagination govern objective reality forces having bled into interstitial memory does this destruction ,this annihilation, program in the ruins of our machines- a destiny ? or does the forgotten fossil record the ode to the beast within? i feel archeology tells a story. each human enterprise and animal being is governed calcuated by an algorithm. its a simple and complex algorithm, making complexity in creation thru code. i believe man is not eternal, but our being is outside our perception. god loves our being and understood mans nature and so entrapped the soul for a time to achieve enlightenment. perhaps i voice my being thru my autism.
 homeschool please. its every day i sleep, eat, breathe quantum physics. the impossible
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becoming a island boy is no small feat. time has forgotten me and so has modern society. you see people pass you by on the street, like ships in the ocean. perhaps I find
I am no lighthouse. I sense ocean currents and the rocks that lie on my domain. earth
tide floods my being and I learn to swim its depth. modern global machines, we are taught to make no sound as reality burdens us to carry our load. we cannot make a sound to warn others of our fate. the currents lead us to different shores.
autism is an abandonment by our sensory geography.
dear wanderers of the internet, how are your journeys from this island i call my home?
i took some time off to discover if i am doomed to live as stranded castaway. during my sabbatical, i have been studying mathematical models, reading physics articles, and writing a book about my journey.
turns out my life will always believe in its purpose. my mind must think, my body must move, and my choice has to be made. there are consequences far outreaching this blog. is understanding my autism a failure of social mores? can science answer my quest?
i am immediately resuming my struggle going forward. idea to blog was born out of necessity.
in typing the futile efforts of my neurons are made manifest. i assume particles of my existence are temporary.
however my words fathom eternity.
friends lets continue our struggles, momentum in life . more to come.
i took some time off to discover if i am doomed to live as stranded castaway. during my sabbatical, i have been studying mathematical models, reading physics articles, and writing a book about my journey.
turns out my life will always believe in its purpose. my mind must think, my body must move, and my choice has to be made. there are consequences far outreaching this blog. is understanding my autism a failure of social mores? can science answer my quest?
i am immediately resuming my struggle going forward. idea to blog was born out of necessity.
in typing the futile efforts of my neurons are made manifest. i assume particles of my existence are temporary.
however my words fathom eternity.
friends lets continue our struggles, momentum in life . more to come.
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hi my name is sameer
this blog is my thoughts on life and autism
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