We do owe something to one another
We owe eachother decency
I think that was what they were trying to get across with “do unto others as you would have done to you”
Try to treat the world like you would if you were to meet yourself
I’ve struggled with this
Not with being decent, I have my moments but I am a decent human at least
But with treating others as I would myself
Hardly Christian but that always stood out to me
Instead I’ve tried to change my shape to accommodate everyone else
Tried to be what they expected
They don’t know or recognise the selective mutism
They think I can’t communicate when I’m so full of things I want to say but can’t because of reasons
I never want to increase the wrath
They say intentions don’t matter
It’s what everyone else decides you meant that matters
That takes all the power away from my communicating
If saying what I mean to say ends up with others deciding it means different
Then why communicate at all?
I mean
I try to communicate with everything
When humans didn’t work I tried animals
When that worked but didn’t fill the void I moved on and on and on
Maybe that’s why I have to many messages
I just wish it was all in my language
I feel like I spoke them all at one time
I wonder what changed
Sol
I’ve begun to understand him
Without the insanity creeping in
So many others are just a mystery
A feeling
I wonder if he touches other people when they pay him attention?
Gentle and warm
Love is hot
And it burns if you get too close
Love is also cool and enduring like water
I don’t know if I lost what ability I had to communicate with these people
People have told me all my life to communicate better
But now I don’t want to communicate with them at all
Despite having this other human shaped hole in me
But, you know, it comes to a point, after me trying and failing so many times
Oh, that’s what I needed
Bless that sweet colour point that wanders my neighbourhood
Wandered in in between the fences and then called me over for some pets and a chat
I understand cats
I never used to understand them
But then The Cat came along and I did
Easily over stimulated
But wants to be by your side
So much body language it’s like
Well it’s like they’re speaking plain language
And it’s rarely anger
It’s almost always fear
I wish I could communicate with humans like I do with a cat
Even not knowing each other’s names
Show some love to eachother
It was fun trying to explain to them that they couldn’t come into the backyard
Hmm
There was just a spider on my face and, without screaming, I put it in the grass
I communicate so much better with everything that isn’t human
A raven caws yes
Well maybe if they’d let me practice I wouldn’t have become incapable of talking to them
I tried
But if intent doesn’t matter then nothing I’ve done has ever mattered.
That cat so clearly understood what I said, wanted, intended
And we’re not even the same species
But they?
They won’t even know the mutism is growing
Swallowing me whole like it did so many times growing up
Someone save me from these things
Mustn’t be rude
Mustn’t say a word
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