Showing posts with label passing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label passing. Show all posts

Saturday, May 19, 2018

A Poem Called "Humanity's Rhetoric"

Humanity's Rhetoric,

by theamazinJ

It's my own rhetoric,
different from your own rhetoric,
different from the rhetoric of the nonautistic, normal condition,
different from American conditional rhetoric
harboring eugenics which is now called genetics,
but different than genetics and science,
different from worldly cultural conditional dominant rhetoric
in the mass media,
and the less accepted rhetoric I have known on my own
and what I learn recently
and try to communicate
is a part of a unique different rhetoric
affixed to complete,
affixed to infinitely affinity to yours and yours,
but it's still different and unaccepted rhetoric
from the dominant discourse
many in the mass media,
many in politics,
and many of the lay persons even know...
my rhetoric, your rhetoric,
it's all about being the human being
we all were born as,
it's all about being the conditions
everyone wants to live by,
rhetoric of rhetoricity,
rhetoric rhetoric rhetoric,
echo it, echo your own,
echo the rhetoric you speak of
like everyone else does
if only to come to an understanding.
I live for my own,
while you live yours,
yours may be the dominant rhetoric,
while I am minority away from the dominant cultures,
embedded in disability culture
within my own body, my own thoughts, and the way I live
even as my own Autistic and stimmy and tic embodiments
experience the world
as part of my humanity
with my own way of centering myself,
with my own way I move,
with my own way of connecting,
with my own way of communicating,
and
with my own way of language
that many may not understand,
that many may not duplicate,
and that many may not know how to communicate,
because the rhetoric is different than yours,
different than theirs and different all around
both of us,
I love you, but the rhetoric is different,
even though the rhetoric we use
is different, but
it's unique to both you and I.
The rhetorics speak for itself,
rhetorics are a part of the human conditions
in the being of being human
in the eternity of time to live.
I love you, but can you understand me
even when I don't understand you,
and does it matter,
because if it mattered
my love for you and the world
would not be anything and everything
to me,
I love you, you and the rhetoric you speak of,
and the rhetoric different from you that I communicate,
but can we gather the ideas from our rhetorics
and finally understand each other,
if only with an open mind
like every other individual speaks
of their own rhetoric
around the world,
otherwise we would not be human.
Amen.

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

A Poem Called "My Ellipse"

My life is in existence,
My life is soil,
My life is earth,
my life is heaven,
I strive past earth
to reach heaven,
my openly eager
home away from home.
I love you
can love with all my might,
I contribute something
I contribute my life,
I echo the earth,
I echo thou up in the heavens,
Thou I love,
thou I pride for,
Thou is my life,
Thou in my strength,
I am an old soul,
I am a wise dude,
I am a proud Autistic,
I am a proud Human being,
I love, I feel, I contribute.
This is my day,
this is my sun,
this is my water,
this is the rock
echoing my life,
Thou, Thou, I am so proud,
Thou,Thou, I am so eager,
Thou, Thou,
I am disabled and a person
from the perfect heaven above,
Thou, Thou.
I cover myself with masks,
I cover with a masquerade,
for when we enter
the heaven, we unfold
all the many masquerades we lived,
every day of our life.
Thou, Thou, am so into you,
Thou, when being up there
one day who will
be proud of me
as I shine my light
over the gazing world
I live everyday,
and past lived.

Thursday, June 15, 2017

A Poem Called "Token"

A Poem Called "Token"

I am me.
I am not your token.
I am not anyone's puppet.
I am not your way to live under your conditions.
I am not passing for your social constructions.
I am myself.
I have my own mind.
I have my own talents.
I am a disabled person.
I am an activist.
I am a filmmaker.
I am a poet.
I am not you.
I am a scholar.
I am a changemaker.
I am being the thoughts that come out of my own mind.
I am my own higher mind.
I read every day many books and articles.
I have passion to change the world's current perceptions of disability.
Token, I am not satisfying you to be something I am not.
Token, I am not fitting in as something you want.
Token, is what you are, but I am not.
I pass for myself.
I pass so you need to accept.
I pass for furthering the goals of my life.
I pass to be who I am, not you, or you, or you.
I hope you can understand.
I hope you  can accept me.
I hope you understand my goals to being what I want.
My goals are not to accept what you want from me.
My goals are to be supported by you and you and you  and you.
I have my own visions.
I am rising to the top.
I am forthcoming my energy to make the best of me.
I need support you.
I have a network of people who like me, love me.
I have a network of people who understand.
My films are great.
My new film ideas are forthcoming
based on what I read and the world around me.
I have my own way of doing things.
Passing is a masquerade everyone gets to choose what they want 
and what they want the world to remember them by.
Some choose to pass for what other people want,
while others pass for what they are originally.
As an Autistic and Neurodivergent person,
I pass for me. I pass for me everyday. I pass for me all the time.
Passing is you. Passing is me. Passing has different choices.
What you want to pass for, I pass for what I want to as.
We cannot tokenize each other or anyone
to pass for the other, to pass for something you want,
or to pass for something else other than what we are.
Passing is genuine to the person.
passing is a masquerade individual to everyone.
and, passing is what everyone wants,
from passing as disabled, to passing as neurotypical, to passing as non-disabled,
passing can be misleading when everyone has their own neurodivergences,
their own psychiatric, neurological, and cognitive disabilities.
when everyone has what it takes when they are born,
when everyone grows differently,
and when everyone lives their life the way they want to.
People will understand in due time.
People will accept themselves.
People will open their minds.
People will live everyday with what they want.
Advocacy for being true to yourself,
sometimes makes people uncomfortable,
sometimes makes people angry,
and in the end, makes people think and process
that everyone can pass for their own,
as masquerade or ball showing the world 
who they are, and what they can do, and why they need support.
This is it. This is me. and This is everything in between.
Amen. Thank you. And listen to yourself.