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What’s Your Ideal Place To Relax?

There is this place, in my head, that never fails to come to my aid. It is there when I need it most, and it has never not been there for me. I could joke that I trust this mental vision of a place that does not exist more than I trust some people in my life.

The vision takes place in the sunset. Or perhaps it is the sunrise. It mostly depends on my current mood at the time. The sky is orange and purple, blending together like paint on a canvas. The sun is gentle - a source of light, and only barely a source of heat so that I am comfortable. Sometimes there are clouds; soft ones, fluffy ones that feel you up with warmth as you imagine snuggling with one of them in your bed.

I am always sitting under a large tree. My back is pressed against the trunk, snuggled in its curves and twists in a way that suits me best. There is a picnic blanket beneath me - a red and white checkered pattern that’s gentle on the eyes. A flask of hot chocolate stands pressed against my thigh, a welcome source of warmth and sweetness. There are no books with me - nothing you would take with you for entertainment.

I don’t really need them.

A few steps away from my picnic blanket, the flower field starts. Sometimes they are sunflowers - bright and cheery, reaching up tall towards the sun. Sometimes they are simply flowers - colourful, vibrant, healthy, magical. The field follows the decline of the hill, and up the next one until there is nothing but bumps of flowers as far as the eye can see. 

There is no sign of human life, here. There is no one except for me. I can lean my head against the trunk of the tree and close my eyes - I can breathe in a deep breath and know that I am safe, in this place.

If I were to tilt my head back far enough and peer through the leaves of the trees, I can see the stars above my head. Glorious against a backdrop of purple and dark blue - of black, at times, at some spots. They twinkle down at me as they retreat away from the sun and sometimes I wave them goodbye - or hello.

I don’t know if such a place exists in reality. I only know that it exists in my reality - and my reality is, at times, all I really need.

Disnoream Excerpt

For a moment there, the Alarm Clock was completely silent. Now hold on, all I had to do was tell it it was my birthday? I should tell it New Years’ had come early - maybe it’d even leave me alone.  - Gale Heathering

So I wrote a song in Mando'a a while back, and I finally remembered to post it here :P

Te Nau teh te Me'suum'ika...

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Te nau teh te me’suum’ika nau’ur te kurs,

<<The light from the moon illuminates the forest.>>

Te cin sarade bat te kurshise, jii dral pak,

<<The white flowers on the trees, now glowing silver>>

Te senaare laararir bah solus ashi, val laararir bah te ca’tra

<<The birds sing to each other, they sing to the night sky >>

...

Te nau teh te ka’ra nau’ur te kurshise,

<<The light from the stars illuminates the trees>>

Te shi’yayc sarade, jii dral ve’vut,

<<The yellow flowers, now glowing gold>>

Te senaare laararir bah solus ashi, val laararir bah te ka’ra

<<The birds sing to each other, they sing to the stars>>

...

Te nau te teh me’suum’ika nau’ur te suumpir,

<<the light from the moon illuminates the lake>>

Te nau redalur bat te kebiin sarade,

<<the light dances on the blue flowers>>

Te senaare laararir bah solus ashi, val laararir bah te ca’tra,

<<The birds sing to each other, they sing to the night sky>>

Te nau teh te me’suum’ika nau’ur te kurs,

<<The light from the moon illuminates the forest.>>

Te cin sarade bat te kurshise, jii dral pak,

<<The white flowers on the trees, now glowing silver>>

Te senaare laararir bah solus ashi, val laararir bah te me’suum’ika

<<The birds sing to each other, they sing to the moon >>

Val laararir bah te me’suum’ika...

<<they sing to the moon>>

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If you use this in something like a fic or something, please credit and tag me! I'd love to read it! <3

Also- I'll edit in a recording of me singing this later for the tune. Right now I can't do that, but I'll do it later :)

Not to be cringe but *enjoys my interests in a fun, harmless little way that makes me happy*

If you’re going to spread “Autism Awareness”, then spread awareness that

We still face workplace discrimination

Caretakers are killing us

Autistic poc are killed for acting autistic because it’s “suspicious”.

ABA is not okay!

The Judge Rotenburg Center is still getting away with abuse.

Autistic girls are underrepresented (and it’s worse for Autistic girls of color)

Autism $peaks does not speak for us!

you do know that when jewish and romani people say “never forget” we mean “learn about the holocaust so you can recognize the warning signs of facism and genocide” not “repeatedly bring up the holocaust whenever anything bad happens and exploit our pain and trauma to make people care about your cause” and when we say “never again” we mean “take action to prevent any stage of genocide on any scale by any means, hold collaborators responsible and don’t be complicit” not “only care about genocide when it’s too late”, right? or did you think it was just a fun catchphrase?

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH YELLOW <33333 YOU TOO. YOU TOO!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

It’s kinda cool how someone can just pop into your life all of a sudden and become so important to you within such a small amount of time. I think that’s what makes life so interesting though. There’s always a reason to be hopeful for the future because you never know what good things will come your way next.

All my progress will be halted. I am taking a break. My cat just got back from surgery.

All my energy will now be focused on her.

For you lot who got excited for the next chapter of 'what he would've wanted', sorry :(