Archive: Further

Further Sandro wasn’t telling me to leave Tilda alone. He was asking me to face the truth. I didn’t like it very much. It all looks so different the further out you go. Comment:   Jules M Bartkiewicz I think you are making excuses for him June 27, 2010 at 3:55pm · Like Joseph Coolbeans … Continue reading →

Archive: Drive

Drive I have autism. I know I’ve been saying that forever, but the truth is, I didn’t truly believe it. Maybe it’s because my mother never let me or the many people who comment, “I would never have known”. Maybe because so many autistic people seemed way worse off then I. I can pretty much … Continue reading →

Archive: The Decision

The Decision My shame these past few days has been my autism. Having autism means being unable to see the many lines people draw in the sand. I have been mourning this, for had I been able to see the lines, surely I would have known a friendship with Tilda was impossible. Tilting at windmills. … Continue reading →

Archive: Tilda’s friend

Tilda’s friend (Note from the future; This post and the post before it mark the end of an era and the beginning of a new one; Point of Impact and the end of Summer. PoI lasted from June 17th 2010 until mid-October 2011.) I suppose what I regret the most is that I let him … Continue reading →

Archive: The End

The End (Note from the future; This post and the post after it mark the end of an era and the beginning of a new one; Point of Impact and the end of Summer. PoI lasted from June 17th 2010 until mid-October 2011.) Dreams are there for those who sleep. Sometimes you think you’ve awoken … Continue reading →

Archive: The Idea

The Idea So I will not be with you all to reminisce… or will I? I cannot physically be there, but a chance post by good friend Joe to good friend Matt gave me an idea. I can make my own film and send it along. I have more than enough footage to pull it … Continue reading →

Archive: The Love

The Love I continue to feel the pain of my decision and surely it will continue until the day passes. But why? Logically it is only a few hours in a foreign country to view footage of something I already witnessed amongst people I barely know. But logic has, nor ever had, a place here. … Continue reading →

Archive: The Torment

The Torment Soon after I wrote my first entry of longing I have found there will be a meeting. But I cannot go. Or more, will not go. It is not a matter of money or wherewithal that keeps me grounded,for I would surely spend these things even for a few more hours with you … Continue reading →

Archive: The Longing

The Longing Scotland. Whenever my mind goes quiet, I go back there. It feels like any fantasy movie where an ordinary person stumbles into a magical world, only to return to the normal one, forever changed. And that is where that movie ends. But, it doesn’t. Like trauma in reverse, such a thing doesn’t leave … Continue reading →