My brother is autistic. So am I, but to a much lesser extent. I'm not sure of exactly what conditions he has, but he has trouble functioning in society.
But instead of hating God for it, he's started reading the bible and trying to get religion in his life. He drives the rest of us at home crazy with how he interprets the stuff and applies it to life.
I'm not trying to say "Hey, shut up with the emo poetry," or, "Stop whining and get with God." Frankly, I say kudos for being able to express yourself, and I'm not a religious enough person to care what others think about God or a lack thereof. I just thought I'd share my tale of autism and pass along kudos on a well written poem.
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