One also graduated at that time in the 80’s with degreesin Health Science and Social Sciences Interdisciplinary.
The Hyperlexic pattern of Input and Matrices style ability to answer multiple-choice and short answered questions is ideal for school, because when one attended there is little need for output in writing or verbal skills at undergraduate level.
One is fortunate to find any job, ending up working at a Military Bowling Center for close to two decades, where people at hundreds per week, quickly became a lifelong passion of interest.
There is no opportunity for academic pursuit again, until home computers come along.
understand" AnotherL:
"Thank you for publicly writing this as I can add it to the
other information I have discovered inside and researched, acknowledging
it as True. I thank you, because for me there is nothing as satisfying
That is not far from truth of personal realitywhen viewed that way at the height of Health problems.
Aghogday is not a happy acronym as it represents “Another Ground Hog Day”, which is like a living death, of similarity in ‘painful’ obstacles each day.
In addition, there is challenge of Fibromyalgia and Dysautonomia/Vasovagal Pre-Syncope where the brain no longer efficiently coordinates blood pressure and heart rate. Add in a sprinkle of depression and a Dash of anxiety and the Autism Spectrum Diagnosis is the least of one’s concern.
The difficulty that was most severe is a rare type of chronic nerve pain affecting one’s right eye. It is beyond anything one can describe. There is no pain medication that can ‘touch it’. The only solution is to kill the nerve in one’s face. It is not an option one is willing to take. The thought of having a numb face is more unsettling than challenge of pain to one.
Although the light from the computer screen increases physical pain, the focus on writing is the only thing that could put one’s mind in a place to escape the pain.
Gradually the pain lessened, but one’s eyes still do not work the way they should, and there appears to be no solution for that.
One can still drive and see in the farther distance with prescription sunglasses, but one has to wear them at night because one’s eyes are too sensitive to wear anything but prescription sunglasses at any distance, day or night, where there is any light.
One wore one’s hands out with Carpal Tunnel syndrome, playing the piano trying to escape pain and Alexithymia. That adversity led to the music linked in the blog post "Challenging Alexithymia with Music".
In addition, one was a member of a church choir for a decade, without a song or tune of one’s own. The Catholic Church is a wonderful adaptation as the choir is at the back.
" I understand metaphor is not your thing. It wasn't mine either for many years, until somehow 'it found me' through neuroplastic adaptation to Vision Problems.
I am not suggesting I am the 'wave', if you interpreted that meaning.
I am, suggesting one can observe the beauty of the wave and ride it, as long as one can.
it is just another view. If that 'guy' Jesus existed, it is likely someone like you or me, before or if they finally found a way to understand metaphors, took his metaphors literally and Started the 'Big Story'.
The good thing about the internet is if one remembers the nice things people say one usually finds them in recorded text. These
are not exact quotes, but one feels confident that most of them are
close to verbatim because of the way they touch
The K: who 'sacrifices' over 23 years of life to take care of one.
The most empathic person one has met in life outside of mother and sister.
She would have to be, to live with one.
She will never fully understand one and she will never know the full extent of what she means to one, but that is part of the 'hell' one lives in Life.
The first part is her 'hell', the second part is hers and one.
Hear ya! * Sorry, the Hypothesis is longer than 60 pages; it is over five million words. * This Entire Blog is * an Abstract, in more ways than one. * ... * If one needs reference, a keyword search by Google for any combination of Katie Mia, Aghogday, and Autism brings up abundant sources. :)! * ...
For anyone reading my posts up to this point, and are wondering if I am losing my mind. While I do not consider myself to own it, I can still find it in the tapestry of words.
It is not likely that many people can find half the tapestry I can, because synchronicity is a culturally influenced principle, heavily influenced by each person’s life experience.
In effect, the Acausal connecting principle synchronicity is ‘God’, ‘the ONE’, or if one wants to call it the ‘Milky Way’, ‘winking’ back at them.
One can observe it and smile, or one can observe it and become paranoid.
Logic is an excellent tool to control ‘the beast’ of synchronicity for those who are born extremely sensitive to dopamine, with an extreme rote memory, seeing patterns everywhere they look in life.
Extreme pattern recognition is a source of potential unusual expression of what people describe as intelligence or it can potentially result in chaos.
Logic controls the ‘beast’ of synchronicity.
John Nash is an excellent example.
There is a question of whether he was Autistic or Schizophrenic.
He did not experience the type of break from reality that the movie described in a ‘hyperbolic’ way.
He is a prodigy in math and pattern recognition.
The patterns got the best of him, when he got out of school, and there was no structured focus to tame the ‘beast’ of synchronicity. He found a ‘beast’ in magazine articles after that point.
In ‘perfect’ Metaphor, the last unintended ‘play on words and symbols’, in my blog post was the ‘he’ and the ‘!!’, put together with the Ha and the !, as I could not decide whether to say ‘He! He!' or 'Ha! Ha!'.
It was my 'little pleasure' of finding the meaning out of the word ‘pest’ I found in the ‘word salad’ I ‘randomly’ created out of Tapestry.
‘Smiley-cons’, or whatever other emotional device in words or symbols people use in emotionally connecting with others, are in effect, sale ads for words.
I did not notice the ‘he’ pest in ‘he!!” which looks like ‘hell’ and the winking smiley icon, I used to express my humor, until well after the ‘affect’ of my literal observation in the word ‘tapestry’, as an emotional ‘sale ad in words’ to connect with others.
I am not only fascinated by Synchronicity I have been haunted by it, most of my life, in my little home town that once held the title of having the ‘most’ churches per square mile of any city in the US.
I did not see it documented and if it was, at this point, the city is much larger, and the focus on Church is no longer nearly as strong, but still a powerful force of positivity, along with the folks yelling at intersections waving books.
I was raised a Catholic. It is a peaceful church with little ‘fire’ and ‘brimstone’. Some of the churches in my locality are a little ‘scary’ to enter.
There are many people in my area focused on the ‘devil’, instead of ‘good news’.
My divine comedy of Synchronicity started at birth, when the Doctor decided to go on vacation, and induce labor with ‘oxytocin’ two weeks early on 60660.
It could be part of why I have a little problem ‘connecting’ with people in an ‘oxytocin’ way.
I will not rule out the potential Autism/‘Oxytocin’ correlation in inducing labor.
It was not so bad in my town, until the movie ‘Omen’ came out, and I started purchasing beer and was carded at the Grocery store.
In that context, in my town, unfortunately ‘or fortunately’, I was carded until after age 40. My spouse finds one carded after 40, too.
Some people were literally afraid of my driver’s license.
Oh, what a divine comedy synchronicity is.
(digression)
There is an interesting new finding in research that people on the spectrum along with having androgynous features, also have a delay in the decline of growth hormones associated with aging. The link is in my posts about androgyny and the spectrum.
(off digression)
Some people were literally scared to talk to me, when they found out my birth date, in effect, because the Doctor decided to go on vacation, per synchronistic event in life.
In this case, it was ‘synchronistically’ meaningful to cashiers as something to be ‘paranoid’ about, because of religious beliefs.
I love the way the ‘6’ looks, as it reminds me of the Nautilus Shell, the Hurricane, the Fetus, the ‘Curled Cat’, the ‘Milky Way’ and the ‘Ducky Way’.
I am ‘proud’ to celebrate that coincidence or ‘synchronicity’ in the literal beauty of symbols in my birthday.
Unfortunately, other people saw the devil in it, instead of beauty.
My mother’s name is ‘Hel-en’, which is a beautiful name, even if a future name would sound much like ‘name hell’ spelled backwards.
I could start getting paranoid at this point, too, but I continue to remember the beauty of the Milky Way, Hurricanes, Galaxies, etc…
I was born 6 Lbs 5 ounces.
One more ounce and I would have hit the bingo of Nautilus symbol of life.
I also love 3’s and patterns in life associated with threes.
There is three 6’s in my birthday, three Nautilus shells in symbol of my College in three degrees hanging above my head in my bedroom, along with graduating from college together with my sister and mother as three in 1983.
I thought it was cool that I started the idea for this Blog on 3/1/13, started the Nature photos Blog on 3/13/13, and finishing what I see as the final product of this blog on 6/6/13. Additionally, finishing what I thought were the final touches on 6/9/13.
That was 101 days.
Did I mention I love 'One' and 1's... :)
I suppose 911 is unusually alarming.
35:15 was from my post on aUtIsM. The meaning my mind assigns is the 53 of age and the number of posts at 51 at the point in time, this post was posted, in what I saw as a type of ‘grand’ finale of ideas, at 53,51.
However, ‘the show’ must go on…
(digression)
Human beings do not get to ‘retire’ and ‘live’.
It is not part of animal nature.
It is a construct invented by culture, at most.
However, they can re-create, in finding new ‘tires’ to travel.
(off digression)
If one noticed all the ‘strange’ numbers in the label of this blog post it is an expression of the beauty of synchronicity.
I could probably write a novel based on all the other ‘beautiful’ synchronicities I see in this post and it is already in the over five million words I have written about the rest of life and beauty of synchronicity described in those words elsewhere on the internet.
This blog expresses the ‘beauty’ that is ‘my’ mind, even if ‘it’ belongs to ‘others more’ than ‘me’.
What I mean by that is I adapted to life, with Hyperlexia, by copying what I saw around me.
One. ... * Epilogue Too 61113 at 9990 'page views' * (Choose any Song)
* One finds separation from ‘the world’ as close to connecting to reality
as one sees.
* One is hoping to find and connect to emotions somewhere online typing
five-million words, * but instead, finds one’s soul again. *
One visits a fuller place of 'Katie Mia', on 90681, for a few months in
successfully escaping a 'world' of 'expectations'. *
One finds one again in the Bliss of that place
in the moment of the last few days.
One understands the place better now than one did before. *
One has the ability to tame the 'beast' of synchronicity.
One provided a 'password' to help one find it again.
*
One is not sure
ones see value
in message.
It brings one pleasure
to share one’s soul. *
In the last few weeks, one loses track of time;
most of the words are coming from soul.
*
Along the way, one observes
new interesting things,
One struggles with whether
technology is ‘good’ or ‘bad’,
but now one
more fully understands
that it is part of nature too, *
if not by design
by Synchronicity.
*
While one understands it is not 'magic',
writing in the last several weeks the synchronicities of 'bugs' in
‘Blogger’ software
‘forces’ one to keep mistakes
providing meaning
one does not see
in 'mistakes'
at first.
* One corrects the ‘Too’ of one sentence 'meeting' the paragraph of
another ten times, in the Yellow Boy Bible poem, until one finally
realizes a deeper meaning is in the 'mistake'. *
It is time winking back at one, whatever, it is. *
One cannot help but to think the 'evil' 666 of endless death in bible
provides deeper message delivered in 'subconscious' mind of 'whoever'
wrote that from a pattern of life, instead of death.
*
It is an 'ultimate divine’ comedy of One.
It is also an 'ultimate' divine comedy of life, as the coincidence of
'meaningless' symbol of birth, is a symbol of the pattern of life,
unity, and 'onever' one wants to call it that one attempts to deliver as
a metaphor for someone coming across it randomly in a Google search. *
Each moment is still a challenge, and there are ‘tiny keystrokes’ making
a whole in the message that one does not plan.
* Stepping back one sees the beauty of Synchronicity and smiles as wide as
a Universe, in mind, to be able to paint it in a way someone might
find.
* One’s cousin plays a role in bands across life.
The way Jeff Lynne moves in graceful body language singing and playing
guitar, is eerily reminiscent of one’s cousin.
* There is graceful gentle spirit one finds in his video autobiography
linked earlier today, in the second F of Jeff, right after the first J
for Jeffersonian Bible to give credit for stopping by in one’s life,
providing 'Band-Aid'.
*
The folks more often busy in the background focused on ‘Creation
Activity’ instead of raising families.
*
Perhaps,
a type of
“Eusocial Primate”
* Maybe metaphor
or maybe not *
Never the less
hard to forget. *
One identifies with how Jesus is portrayed androgynous, non-conforming
to ‘ways’ of the world.
* Whoever wrote the story and painted it is likely set a-part from others. * It is a recurring theme of expression of adversity in the human spirit,
and other animals. *
The ELO ‘Twilight’ song is one’s favorite song of all time. It touches a
place in the Universe of one’s soul, that only Jeff Lynne has been able
to take one. *
The Album is
‘Time’.
One ‘suspects’ the ‘moral’
behind the message
is people
who do
not reproduce
or are seen as different
play a most valuable role,
at times,
in Band-Aid for Tribe. *
The expression is
unlimited in edifice of culture
providing comfort to so many people. *
Even the soft tethered structure of Bible
giving Yellow Boy comfort
under his paws of life. *
How wonderful it is
that oneprovides
the 'deepest' message
from one’s comfort of place looking backing at one. * Synchronicity isOne
and the
Same. *
Thanks
for being
a Friend * in Spirit. * ...
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