cistern of potential has many faces and abilites. having autism has nodes of hypersymmetries. moving order of my experience
is like a continuous translation my intense momenta are conserved in making patterns and calculations probability. dogmatic rules communicate my intentions to mankind nowhere opens the information into expression. I am a prisoner in my own mind. sometimes I master my impulse and arrange myself into action. mom designs careful emergency and pushes me to conversation. I am showing my ascertations. having autism is feeling an infinite well of possibilities.