Stimming

image of an abstract painting

Audio of Stimming


It is a strangeness, a semblance of thought
That steals into the corners of the mind
FragmentsThresholds, Disability: A New Genesis,
of what we
seekInvocation, Voice, Vine
, of what we sought A liberation from the force that binds Expanding past the limits that constrain The stimming lurches us forward, then back As we cycle through circular terrains Imagination transcending our tracks Our maps show what may been seen by the eye A fraught tapestry into which we delve The Other emerging, distanced from ā€œIā€ We encounter the strangeness in ourselves What separates the
selfThresholds, Disability: A New Genesis, Voice
and the Other As in wandering, we become another?
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