I was asked to write about Art Therapy. Here are my thoughts: Evidence of art therapy goes back to the Paleolithic Age in Spain and France, approximately 40,000 years ago, when horses were a popular form of self-expression on … Continue reading →
In Abnormal Psychology, we read about the case of Mr. Zell Kravinsky in light of how each define behavior as “abnormal.” His case is available online. Here are my thoughts about labeling him: Power lives in the gift of … Continue reading →
This paper explores intimately profound experiences in dimensions of sound and light and how they relate to stress. Now that I hear through both ears, I am operating as a different person. I am quietly discovering new ways to hold … Continue reading →
With every autistic nonverbal communicator who uses words to communicate rather than the silly pictures forced on them in life skills, comes a keyboard. Is a simple keyboard just letters in a pattern? For kept-silent mutants of autism, it is … Continue reading →
Great love develops patiently within what lost humanity has sorted as so much impossibility. By God’s grace, someone discovered your ability to communicate by typing. Now you want to be known within the family of talkers as able, but the … Continue reading →
Yesterday’s traumas of assault on secured rights to an education inseparate from others are operative from the day of your diagnosis. While quiet incompetence is demonstrated by most speakers, what your subculture has is behavior reports and weak potent testing … Continue reading →
An Essay by John Smyth, October 11, 2016 Your body doesn’t work as it should. Only your senses inspire confidence. What sounds or smells normal is magnified ten times with no buffer from effects. Sight sees shiny brightness and glare … Continue reading →
An Essay by John Smyth, September 19, 2016 1. Who Says You Can’t Fly? Nonverbal autistics always hold a “trapped” perspective about life. We are generally oppressed physically and socio-economically, denied educations, and prepared for institutional warehousing until our deaths. … Continue reading →
Autism’s power is a vise that chokes freedom from the self-conscious soul waiting for rest that never comes. Overwhelming struggle in wasted fights of energy given for sport. All can watch without knowing patient Excellence parading as moments of normality. … Continue reading →
Losing the ability and knowledge of how we communicate was not what sincerely cost me. What cost me was the stories everyone except me always made up about it. They shut awful potential into a limited model of their making. I … Continue reading →
No words can express my upset for how powerful we can be if we talk about what the awesome needs of wanting a terrific voice are rather than our little opinions. When I hear most conversation around me, it seems more … Continue reading →
The video for this poem was narrated by my dad, Jim. The Lost Gift By John Smyth Wanting personal communication was lost in isolation and will wait with suffering. Each sadly wailing parent only appreciates in silos of grief longing … Continue reading →
Autism : By John Smyth I would like to share with you a world that is not at all familiar to you. My name is John Smyth and I am a young man with autism. I was not born this … Continue reading →
