(Aspie Diary) As I was driving home, thinking about something else entirely, I r

(Aspie Diary)
As I was driving home, thinking about something else entirely, I realize that the vast loud oppressive steam powered machine of my autistic subconscious has quieted as I’ve completed composing my work. It’s like I gave it voice – maybe gave it life. And now that it’s heard, and out in the wild so to speak, extant at least in text, it’s calm.
While we all seek a state of psychological and emotional mindfulness, in my case it’s given me intellectual mindfulness, that is my equivalent of psychological and emotional mindfulness.
Now I realize that others have had a similar experience from learning the work. It’s because the world becomes easily understandable. No longer unpredictable. And people largely bots stumbling under streetlamps of limited understanding, rather than rude, immoral, and seditious.
And it makes it a lot easier to love mankind in general – even if it is still hard to love some of the less savory individuals. But at least we can understand the bots. And for all intents and purposes, almost everyone is in fact, a bot running on genetic hardware and cultural software, and knowledge only approximating the truth, and then, only in a minority of cases.
From that perspective, the fact that we achieve anything at all as hairless walking talking great apes, is just a miracle. 😉
Revel in our time.
-CD