Hello Autism Oh Nooooo!

Hello Bat Brats,Mandy Portait

Okay I am bored and having sensory problems today, so I have decided to share on my blog. I call this post Hello Autism Oh Nooooo! Why because it hurts and my problem is stupid overload of sensory do to Sensory Processing Disorder, which is common in people who have autism. I was diagnosed with stage one autism at the age of 30, on March 7th 2012 with Sensory Processing Disorder, I also have Savant syndrome (also known as autistic savant). It use to have a different name which is (Idiot Savant). Thank God that changed because I am not an idiot. 

                    My problems started all because I went outside without my sunglasses to help my boyfriend clean our Baby Boo’s cat box. Don’t forget your sunglasses if you have autism, it doesn’t work well or if you have Sensory Processing Disorder . I am screwed for most of the day all because of three minutes of sun exposure. Even sounds seem louder, lights brighter with a static like fuzz, almost like the static from a TV. Also my clothing is causing me to feel like sandpaper is being raked across my skin. It is slowly getting better so Yay! ♥

                  I am glad to be able to share this unique experience with my readers. I know some of my followers already know about my Autism because you have been following me from the beginning of me starting my blog. I thought it would be good for me to share more for my newer followers. It’s a bit of knowledge and awareness for you all.

Autism is a complex neurological disorder of development

              Autism spectrum disorder (ASD) refers to a group of complex neurodevelopment disorders characterized by repetitive and characteristic patterns of behavior and difficulties with social communication and interaction. The symptoms are present from early childhood and affect daily functioning.

             Not all autistic people have the same symptoms. Just like normal people we are all different, so how autism affects us will be different.  

Parts Of My story        

             I didn’t make friends until middle school because I didn’t care about making friends, because I was too busy trying to understand the other kids. I still don’t understand people. I have problems reading facial features, I have learned what certain movements mean but I am unable to tell what emotional responses are. I do have a higher awareness of my space, meaning I can sense changes in my environment that most people can’t. I can tell you the weather without looking at the news, also I can tell when it will rain days ahead. I know when someone is walking through the apartments entrance gate, and the gate is pretty far away. Sometimes I even see images in my mind of upcoming events, because my brain analyzes situations and I am able to visualize the situation with detailed accuracy. I saved my mom’s life many times because of my ability to visualize situations. Once I told my mom to pull over to the side of the road, we were heading to the beach in LA and I noticed a few things that scared me a bit. I told her I can’t keep going there is going to be an accident soon. She pulled over and a few minutes later a diesel truck came rushing by us, it hit a car in front of it and the car hit another vehicle and then a motorcycle hit the truck. We would have been the car in front if she wouldn’t have pulled over. I would have been died because lucky for the driver he didn’t have a passenger next to him, the whole passenger seat was crushed in. Mom prayed with me after that happened. It scared us both.

Boop! That’s all folks….

Until next time Bye (“sound of a door closing”).            

Hello Alice Art Collection (A Project I Am Working On)

Hello Alice Elegant Plaque

      

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       “Hello Alice, I see you… Shshshshshsh Alice is dreaming, as for me I am a white rabbit for the evening”. 

      “Sometimes you can’t hear the ticking of the clock, other times it will drive you mad. Alice is her name and dreams are her game. I am a white rabbit showing you the way. Come on down, watch your trip it’s a long way down. Here is where you will find all the clocks who lost their time. Silence is normal but not if you are a timepiece. Tick tock, tick tock…falling into silence; as madness sat down for tea at 3:08 pm.” 

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Hello Alice
Welcome to my madness

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Elegant Parchment 2

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Hello Alice

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Clock Face

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Gothic Tile Grunge Background

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Hello Alice

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“These pieces are from my Hello Alice Art Collection.
You can find more at Hello Alice Art Collection on DeviantArt. ”

© By Amanda D Shelton

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William Blake Night

William Blake

Night

From Songs of Innocence



The sun descending in the West,
the evening star does shine;
the birds are silent in their nest,
and I must seek for mine.

The moon, like a flower in heaven’s high bower,
with silent delight,
sits and smiles on the night.

Farewell, green fields and happy groves,
where flocks have took delight,
where lambs have nibbled,
silent moves the feet of angels bright;
Unseen, they pour blessing,
and joy without ceasing,
on each bud and blossom,
and each sleeping bosom.
They look in every
thoughtless nest
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
to keep them all from harm:
If they see any weeping
that should have been
sleeping,
they pour sleep
on their head,
and sit down by their bed.
When wolves and tigers
howl for prey,
they pitying stand and weep;
Seeking to drive their thirst away,
and keep them from the sheep.
but, if they rush dreadful,
The angels, most heedful,
receive each mild spirit,
new worlds to inherit.
and there the lion’s ruddy
eyes Shall flow with tears
of gold:
And pitying the tender cries,
and walking round the fold:
Saying:
‘Wrath by His meekness,
and, by His health, sickness,
is driven away From our immortal day.
‘And now beside thee,
bleating lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
or think on Him who bore
thy name,
graze after thee,
and weep.
For, washed in life’s river,
my bright mane for ever
shall shine like the gold,
as I guard o’er the fold.’

Moonlight Lovers

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Upon unspoken words,
I lie next to you.

Like a whispering wind,
I blow my kisses into your beam,
as I watch you devour my dreams.

Our love is like a beckon;
no ships will crash upon our shores,
as long as our moon shines brightly
from our lovers moor.



© By Amanda D Shelton

A Rose

“Beauty bloomed once upon a summer’s night,
only to wither on the coming of winter’s bite.”

© By Amanda D Shelton

Artwork below

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A Rose

New Artwork And Updates

Hello Bat Brats,

I am glad to be doing well right now so I can post this. I have been taking long breaks in-between posting because I am having migraines after being on the computer. I thought you would like to see my new drawings. I don’t have any poetry at this time so please be patient, my gift is on a spa day today. Plus it takes a few days for me to accumulate a few poems for you all to read. I like to post a few at a time to keep you all intrigued. I love being unique and coming up with poems that almost all can relate to. It takes time for all great poets to write awesome poetry. Maybe someday I will write something that will be a WOW factor. I am looking for a proof reader so I can write a book. I can’t pay anyone money at the moment but if I get revenue from a book or artwork I promise you I will pay the person who proof reads my work. I will even give them a free piece of my work though I am more likely to give them free copies of all my work. Just because I love you. Boop! Okay with adieu here is my new drawings.

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I am going to redraw this frog. I am unhappy with the position of its left led. It doesn’t quite line up with its foot.

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These next pictures are from The Boo’s Meow Art Collection.

More coming soon...

I have my own style of drawing.

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I never was taught how to draw. Even my art teacher’s were amazed that I am able to draw like I do because of my disability, same with sculpting. Also that I can draw even though I had no prior experience. My movement disorder effects my skills only a little bit. I am still able to draw. I don’t say I am unable, I say “I am willing and able because I strive to prove the doctor’s wrong. Even​ the feeble minded and the disabled mind can do what a normal mind can not do.” I didn’t have to learn my skills. I was born with a broken mind but a gift that proves I am not all broken. We are all human after all.

Until we meet again adieu my friend.

💋

© By Amanda D Shelton

Poetic Dreams

A passion I show
is a passion that grows,
deeply it bubbles up
from the depths of myself.

Word’s like lava burns through
the surface of my soul,
burning whole pages with my poetic dreams.

I am honored to write down
my poetic passions,
I am caught in-between these pages;
as if I am the storyline
unfolding for all to read.

© By Amanda D Shelton

Wishes For My Love

My passions lay where you step,
with every heartbeat
my soul breathes for you.

With my poetic love,
I send my passions to your position.

As my moon grazes your sky,
I leave behind my kisses,
and my goodnight love
until we meet again.

Soon our sky will be lit
with the dawning of a new day.

Then we will be together
once again.

Upon unspoken word’s
my wishes fly,
until the morning my love
I wish you a sweet dream.

© By Amanda D Shelton

Savant syndrome

To be me,
a line defined by it’s angle
and skill.

A mind stuck in repeat,
overdrive,
caged within a structure
smooth on one side,
but roughly defined by life.

I poorly judged,
I was never considered normal,
a common angle,
the same as all the others.

I am considered oddly defined.

My angles tilt,
built from a different design.

These are my abstract views
which I am defined
by a diagnosis of a savant.

Though to be such,
You have to be flawed,
Your mind has to be caught,
bruised or designed with autistic views.

This is my savant syndrome
written for your point of view.

© By Amanda D Shelton | FroggyArtDesigns

Bee Kind To Your Neighbor

Delightfull as the tree,
Delighted is the bee,
as the buzzing becomes a dance,
the bee thanks the tree
for its flowers nectar
gave him honey. 

Buzzy bee’s collect the nectar
so they can make their honey.

Bee kind to your neighbor,
for you never know
when you will run out of nectar. 

© By Amanda D Shelton