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Shyness means you don't build the networks you need to stay psychologically secure.
More shy people suffer from anxiety/depression and loneliness.
Shyness is the new smoking.

I'm selectively mute.
Didn't speak through most of primary school.
Was forced to use speech in high school - (thank you for that excruciating experience, you complete, utter bastards.)
Still go non-verbal.
Such is life.

No I am not shy but all you people have f****d the pooch. You have looked for God in all the wrong places. You have been here and you do see what I see and hear what I hear and think what I think because you have done what you ought not have done. I have no judgement cause I am man and you know that I know this because you see what I see and hear what I hear and think what I think... Which is a grave offense to the God you have not found among you and that you have searched for in all the wrong places. Nothing is of consequence in this life and honestly, I am pretty apathetic to it but you can't see or hear or think God? As long as men who seek power see what I see and hear what I hear and think what I think, then you'll never find God in what I see and what I hear and what I think.

I must say... f**k you hat... and that is not a suggestion or an order from God... That is just opinion

But how do I know that you know that I know?

You can't think, you have to know...

But that is why you miss the concept of God completely...

God only acts when you don't know...

To make the fool wise...

So you can't find God in what is seen and you can't find God in what is heard and you can't find God in what is thought, so how can one quantify God?

Are spirits so blind that even the elite can't find them?

What does that even mean?

It may or may not make sense...

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My parents have always tried to force me to speak and get upset if I even suggest trying to use a text-to-speech app on my phone instead of talking, thinking I just don't want to speak when in actuality, oftentimes I can't, no matter how hard I try.

Hi, everyone. I've got five or six or so more pages to write, and then I'm done [except for typing them out].

And it is strung isn't it Raleigh?

You knew before you asked and it is strung isn't it?

There where here before they had any right to be...

But not because of Autism, a lot of people are autistic right?

And not because of sexual abuse, a lot of people are victims of sexual abuse right?

Something I did made them have an interest...

Why would they have an interest?

Because you saw something you couldn't make sense of isn't it?

20 years ago?

It may or may not make sense... but I am insane so there is nothing to lose from talking to me is there?

Four more pages now. I think I really can get it done today.

I might ask my mum for help with typing it out tomorrow, though.

What is "strung"?
Christmas lights are strung.
They shine in the darkness and bring joy.

Haha

Alright Raleigh, what if I go where none can find me?

What if I walk with God?

Would the world follow me just to find their own judgement lurking behind them?

I believe this is one of those moments where I f**k your hat.

I f**k everyone's around me hat too.

What are you gonna do there... Kill me in a single blow?

I might like it?

What if I think your thoughts too?

What if I am teleporting places and your just seeing another me in the elevator.

ha, your funny to me

Wish I could help you type.
I've been feeling like trying typing again lately, on a proper keyboard.
I think I can do it.
My fingers are improving.
And my balance, with all the paddleboarding.
I think you just have to plod away at what you find difficult and don't give up.
I want to try surfing on my SUP next.
I may fall off 2000 times but who cares?

You can't go where no one can find you because you are there.

What did you Raleigh when you saw yourself on the elevator?
Did it scare you?
Or was it like cool lets do it some more.
You know that is when you stop right?
I don't know that though cause I am imperfect person.
Maybe I got off to myself when I saw myself on the elevator.
Maybe I sex with myself... on the elevator lulz

I find the "Adults with autism going to church" title amusing.
It's like "Snakes on a plane going to Texas".
I realise I'm probably the only person who finds it funny.
Don't even know why I find it funny.

Almost passed out.
That wasn't funny.
One of the most real unreal experiences of my life.

Anyway, must love and leave you for the moment.
5 am beckons.