Autism. Recently it has caught speed with the rest of developmental disorders.
A short preview: its most prevalent aspect is overtness, often accompanied with the inability to communicate (which results in sometimes violent behavior) Autistic kids are generally withdrawn and self-absorbed, caused by excessive amount of cell minicolums in the brain which put the patients in a constant state of overarousal.
Just found an article at National Geographic about an autistic kid, Tito Mukhopadhyay, who compose poems in complex sentences–not only are the poems coherent, they are philosophical and intense. His mother taught him to express himself by facilitated communication, a form of therapy that basically proposes that “all children with autistic disorders, however severely learning disabled they appear to be, are potentially capable of understanding and expressing complex ideas if helped by appropriate physical guidance”.
It’s amazing, really. It’s like witnessing a sea of thoughts and an ocean of expressions being contained in a small cup. All the storms and waves can only rage inside, the wind beating uselessly against the brain barrier.
Here’s one of Tito’s poems:
In a place called Somewhere
There lived happiness
Somewhere was a place of Paradise
But one day from Nowhere
Came Sorrow to the place called Somewhere
Happiness asked Sorrow to leave
The place called Somewhere
Sorrow went back to Nowhere
And then occupied the hearts of people
Who are kind and compassionate
As they never refused anybody a place to stay
So if you feel the pain
Which a person who has lost his mind bears
If your heart aches when you see a tear in someone’s eyes
If you are ready to accept such a person and help him
You can be sure
That you have sheltered sorrow in your heart.
For the full article, go here.