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A Poem Called “It’s Not About Inspiration”

It’s Not About Inspiration,

by theamazinJ

Jerks, Assholes, Taunters, Real,
Inspiration?
We can all be jerks,
we can all be assholes,
we can all be taunters,
We are all real,
but we are all not inspirations.
I am not your inspiration,
and you are no body’s inspiration.
Inspiration is being a jerk,
inspiration is a being an ass,
inspiration is being a bully,
inspiration taunts us,
inspiration is not being real,
inspiration is being anything but real.
Disabled people are not your inspiration.
Autistic people are not your inspiration.
Inspiration is real, yes, but
we need to think of it as something within us,
not from outside of us.
Inspiration, yes?
No, inspiration, no.
Everyone is a jerk at some point during the day.
Everyone spins what they want others to understand about life.
So, why pity someone for who they are?
So, why not act like everyone is a person, disabled or non-disabled alike?
Disabled people are jerks just as much as able-bodied people are!
Disabled people are citizens just as much as you are.
I am disabled, but I am a citizen.
It does not matter what impairments or how severe the impairments can be,
no matter who you meet, everyone is a citizen.
The more we think this, the more we act it,
the more we remember being a citizen has many attributes,
whether able-bodied or disabled.
As a disabled person who can be an asshole or be a understanding person,
or as a able-bodied person who can be the same,
disability does not mean lacking humanity or being more than humanity,
disability is humanity.
Disability has varying degrees of impairments,
and impairments can be expensive to support depending on what is impaired
and how severe the impairment.
When thinking of being human, let’s think of all the variables of being human,
there are times when people are smart,
there are times when people can act stupid,
there are times when people can be an ass,
there are times when people can be a moron,
there are times when we people don’t think things through,
there are times when everyone plans out everything,
everyone takes disability too seriously and tragically,
when disability can affect anyone at any time in their life,
depending on when it strikes, what it strikes, and how it strikes,
depends on how the person reacts to disability.
There is no more putting down disability,
there is no more thinking disability is more than life,
there is no more disability is the end of life as we know it,
because disability is what makes life interesting,
it’s what makes life real,
it’s what makes human life being human
and being mortal and being imperfect
in a world that is constantly changing,
in a world that is rapidly transitioning,
and in a world that needs to normalize disability
as being the norm of humanity.
So, in universally designing society
we need to design structures and events
to allow however a person moves,
however a person communicates,
and however a person learns
to allow a person to applaud and flapplaud simultaneously
and allow a person to sign, talk, and use assistative technology
with ease without lurking, without staring, and without belittling or teasing,
because in the end,
universal design is about recognizing everyone however they are,
and not enabling them to be martyrs,
without enabling them to be inspirations,
and just letting everyone live the life they want to live
with their families, with their friends, and with their communities,
with the self-determination they want to self-direct their life with
even if it is choosing to live in the community
or choosing to live in a congregate setting.
Finally, its the choices that we learn from
that makes up our humanity.

A Poem Called “Survival of the Fittest”

Survival of the Fittest,

by theamazinJ

Survival, living, escaping, living,
life, journey, and mind blowing experiences.
survival of the fittest,
surviving the struggle from the human interactions
everyday,
finding hope in a journey to be yourself,
away from everyone else’s mistakes, identities, and voices,
speaking the one true voice of your self,
of what an individual wants, needs, and desires.
Life’s journey takes us 2 steps forward,
one step backward, every day of our life.
We cannot dwell on the liars,
we cannot sulk over the way a narcissist spins it
and all their followers twist the truth
to make everyone else insane,
to make everyone so crazy,
and to make everyone feel alone with their thoughts
as the narcissist leads.
Everyone craves themselves,
but many people forget to forgive themselves
and forget that everyone is in this together
to organize for human right, civil rights.
Many people forget the most important thing
is an individual’s self-determination
regardless of impairments
to allow everyone to just live.
Living is the most complicated, emotional, and loving
part of the human experience.
We are all living to get to reach our goals,
without influences, and with experiencing each day
with those who love us so dearly and explicitly,
but most importantly,
living is a daily dose of a grain of salt,
a way we need to not think of the words,
a way not to think of the way the words are drawn out,
but processing the words in the meaning of love
by those who communicating with us, with care.
Some may not be caring,
some may not really care,
some may be leading us into creating walls of despair,
and it takes sometimes effort to know
who really cares and who does not,
who builds bridges and not walls,
who really is in our life temporarily,
and who is there for life.
The meaning of survival of the fittest,
is not about the dominant person or human being that survives,
it’s not about allowing the weak to die off into extinction,
it is about the dominance of love in our life
regardless where we stand, sit, or crawl
as part of the animal kingdom
how we embrace are affection for love,
and the hugs and kisses and other forms of love
and how any body communicates,
we interact with, with those in our life,
because in the end,
love is actually the dominance of
survival of the fittest,
and that’s all that it really means.

A Poem Called “An Activist’s Tale”

An Activist’s Tale,

by theamazinJ

An Activist’s Tale is unique and adventurous,
it’s a tale everyone goes through
every point in their life.
Being an Activist means:
doing things the ethical way,
doing things the hard way,
doing things with a vengeance,
doing things to serve things the right way,
not getting caught up with anyone influencing another,
blocking the negative while attributing the positive,
knowing who is supporting and supportive,
and who is brainwashing and not caring and unappreciative.
Being an Activist is building strength
to what is real activism and what is lying to yourself,
being an activist is furthering the goals of yourself
while furthering the goals of the whole world toward
justice for all:
for disability justice,
for beating down racial discrimination for equal rights of all races,
for fighting for what a belief system individual citizens believe in
and accepting everyone,
for expatiating the inequality of gender to preserve justice
for anyone,
preserving human rights to incorporate civil rights for everyone,
allowing everyone to choose what is right for them,
so everyone understands what kinds of supports they need
to live in the community they want to live in
regardless of what kind of home they will be in,
and giving the opportunity to anyone
who knows they have the ability to direct their own life,
whether the citizen decides to live in a group home or by themselves in their own home,
without anyone telling the person what supports they need or do not need,
because everyone needs support,
support from their family,
support from people in the community who the individual identifies as a supporter,
giving everyone the chance to make mistakes.
An Activist’s Tale is adventurous and wide,
the activist is an individual like you and me,
the activist is a person like you and me,
the activist wants the supports they need,
the activist wants the community to support their supporters they have,
the activist makes mistakes and learns from them.
the activist is a teacher too teaching about support and who is a supporter,
the activist does not need:
a community that hates,
a community that brainwashes,
a single person who brainwashes,
any person who pushes away support or supports they have
cause the idea of independence lies in interdependence.
Its about getting the education the individual citizen needs and wants
to further their career,
its about changing from false perceptions everyone believes from the past to reality,
and its about not objectifying anyone or martyring,
because its all about respecting the citizen as an individual.
Finally,
it is all about fighting for our individual rights,
it’s about believing in the ethical way and fighting for that,
it’s going into a direction that is positive and fulfilling
to serve justice for all.
Because An Activist’s tale can be misleading
when an activist calls out the negative too much,
when an Activist delivers speeches and written work
denouncing supporters and supports, not letting others live with self-determination,
lying to yourself and gas-lighting whoever to make people seem crazy,
and burning bridges everywhere without teaching others and building them,
that is not true activism.
True self-determination is growing into the person
the community has always wanted who:
embraces love, understanding, supports, supporters,
and acceptance of an individual’s right to choose
and acceptance of the diversity of whoever lives in the world,
since without diversity we have nothing,
because ‘every brain is wired differently’
that grows and learns unique to the citizen
and every person regardless of race, religion, gender, or sexuality
meets each other everyday in the community.
A True Activist’s Tale is being true to yourself,
and sticking with justice for all,
cause in the end,
it’s all about building the bridge our whole life
until one day when it is complete
and we finally settle down and rest peacefully,
then An Activist’s Tale is done.
Until then, speak up, believe, make mistakes, learn from everyone,
choose what fits for you, be yourself, teach what is activism, and direct your own life
to completing the bridge to its fullness and immensity.

A Poem called “Disability, Disorder, or Pathology”

Disability, Disorder, or Pathology,

by theamazinJ

Disability is disorder
in certain circumstances,
Disorder is pathology
when it affects us too greatly,
Disability is disorder is pathology
when it affects us every day
and affects the majority of how we live,
disability is not really pathology
nor is it really disorder,
it just is a reality
we all face at some point in our lives
and every day of our lives.
Impairments affect us in different ways
and at different points in our lives,
while impairments are real
that can affect us greatly.
Impairments:
can be a pain,
can be debilitating,
can be limiting,
can echo our past,
can be our present,
and can affect our future.
Impairments can be fooled
like we can fool ourselves from
whatever impairments we do actually have.
Impairments are,
our general view of what
makes a person a human being.
We all struggle with something,
those struggles
give us the ability to make a decision,
how to do we deal with our impairments?
Some impairments lead to important life choices,
Some impairments cannot pass in a society we live in
no matter what we do,
while other impairments can easily pass
in the modern status quo we live in,
impairments are real,
disability is not really disorder nor is it pathology,
however,
many shared impairments are lumped into disability,
can be crammed into pathology,
which can lead to disorder
when the individual
has no means to controlling the impairments.
However, everyone can make their own decisions
with from very small and/or to a very large choice.
Impairments are real,
disability is real,
pathology is real,
disorder can be real too
when we struggle to create the order
we want in our life.
We all don’t accept we have impairments,
Some actually say they do,
in reality,
it is hard for everyone to realize
what impairments we all have
that affect us everyday,
the more we realize this:
the more the ADA will be more recognized,
the more the ADA will even be enforced,
the more Early Intervention laws will be recognized
from the past,
the more Early Intervention laws will be used by everyone,
the more every child will have free appropriate public education,
the more disability will be recognized by everyone,
the more ‘passing’ becomes a thing of the past,
the more disability will not mean disorder nor pathology,
and everyone will understand the needs of all its citizens,
the more we won’t stare at anyone,
the more we will teach supported decision making to all,
the more we won’t limit our understanding of communication,
the more we hear everyone’s voices with or without technology,
the more we won’t seek out causes of any disability,
the more we won’t want to cure things.
Because in the end,
disability is real, but disability is also important
understanding that
some people can live their life regardless of what impairments they have,
and some people actually cannot and need actual support
in whatever ways they can get it.
Impairments lead to disability which can lead to disorder
which can lead to pathology
whichever the individual citizen
can or cannot be like in the community they live in.
Some say disability makes them badass
while others say disability makes them feel bad,
in the end,
we have to know what impairments
all of us have
make up who we are
as well as the abilities we do have,
some impairments we are born into
while other times we acquire them.
Impairments make us real,
impairments make us human,
no one can deny any impairment they may have
because finally,
we are all human.

A Poem called “Building Bridges”

Building Bridges,

by theamazinJ

I am cool,
I am a man,
I am a person,
I am open minded,
I help everyone regardless of impairments,
I have impairments too,
I am disabled,
I am able,
I have my strengths,
I have weaknesses,
I am human,
I am a person,
I am part of the largest minority group,
the disability community.
I am able,
I am disabled,
I am Jewish,
I am even a person of color,
Even when everyone is a person of color
with our many facets of our skin tone.
White or Black or other races
is just as much a false facade
just as much as disability is too,
because we all are human,
regardless of what tribes we fit in,
regardless,
We strive for human rights,
we work toward our goals to
work for ourselves,
to work for our communities,
and
continue our destiny
regardless of our
skin colors and tones,
regardless of
what we believe,
regardless of
what kinds of impairments we have
and how profound they may be or actually are,
regardless of
who we love
or what are identity is,
or regardless of
how we love
and physically attain our
sexual desires with the consent we give,
because in the end,
we are all human,
we all love each other at times,
we all hate each other at times,
we all have anxiety to connect,
we all have anxiety generally,
sometimes severe or sometimes not,
we all need support from one another,
we all go through the same trials
every day of our lives
regardless of what
rewards or consequences we obtain,
we all continue the work what
we want to contribute to the world,
most importantly,
we all direct our own lives
to our own creative endeavors
the world benefits from
because in the end,
it is all about us,
it is all about you,
it is all about
the way we communicate and send our messages
to the world
that eventually become our legacy,
a spin on the world,
that becomes the reality we all want
to open the minds of everyone
to understand,
it is not about race,
it is not about religion,
it is not about our impairments
and what medicine says is a disability,
it is not about our genders,
it is not about our sexual desires,
It’s only about learning,
It’s only about using our minds
regardless of how we use it or think,
and regardless of how we cope with our environments
with our sensory systems and impairments,
because it’s all about being vulnerable
to our connections and to ourselves
and to our environments,
it’s all about being an individual
and it’s all about being mortal
in a world that only teaches us
to eventually move forward
to the utter existences
of thou and the experiences
of moving through the universe
never ever reaching one another
even when we all go as fast or faster
than the speed of light eventually moving on
in an aging universe in an ageless space
without an aging human body in an aging world
that is constantly learning
to open up to the imperfections
when we are in our aging bodies
I have, you have,
and how our societies are aging too
in a world that is constantly changing
even when we don’t understand the changes,
becoming afraid of the unknown circumstances
and being afraid of what happens every day
and being afraid of building connections
so we build walls instead,
but it does not have to be that way,
because finally, it’s the ending that gives us
a new beginning every step of the way,
from the life cycle we all endure.