
you get the idea….no violence, just a scornful set of nurses and aides and a security guard willing to do anything he was asked…and chaos broke loose with terrible consequences.
you get the idea….no violence, just a scornful set of nurses and aides and a security guard willing to do anything he was asked…and chaos broke loose with terrible consequences.
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One minute info blogs escaping the faith trap
Kate Greenough's daily drawings
portraits & figures by an older woman artist, with blue collar roots
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Life is too short to be petty-minded
What sense in chaos.
A pause to admire nature's unparalleled beauty.
Strange Anatomy, Awkward Perspectives
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Thoughts on all things Autism and mental health
Not your third grade paper mache
Smidgens
Life with wings
Artwork, data analysis, and other projects by Jon
My Life is Art, My Art is Life
“In India when we meet and part we Often say, ‘Namaste’, which means: I honor the place in you where the entire universe resides; I honor the place in you of love, of light, of truth, of peace. I honor the place within you where if you are in that place in you and I am in that place in me, there is only one of us." ~~Ram Dass~~
My adventures in self-publishing and other gibberish
The opinions expressed are those of the author. You go get your own opinions.
One minute info blogs escaping the faith trap
Kate Greenough's daily drawings
portraits & figures by an older woman artist, with blue collar roots
Apprenez les langues !
Life is too short to be petty-minded
What sense in chaos.
A pause to admire nature's unparalleled beauty.
Strange Anatomy, Awkward Perspectives
Yeah nah...
Thoughts on all things Autism and mental health
Not your third grade paper mache
Smidgens
Life with wings
Artwork, data analysis, and other projects by Jon
Thanks deat P for all this.
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My god you are talented! Beauty comes from pain! I’m so amazed by your work
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I never feel courageous when it is going on, and my resistance is futile, frankly as i only get into more trouble by complaining and not letting them “subdue” me easily. But even when I tell them I will take the punishment injections voluntarily, in the arm, they hold me down, prone and push me into the mattress until I cannot breathe, all their weight on me, and give them to me in the buttocks…NO wonder people die!
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Thank you! I really love doing collage and setting myself the restriction of having to find the images or the colors and textures in Vogue or harpers Bazaar and other magazines and making do with what I find there. Only. it is quite a challenge…
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I find these creative, powerful, and unique – so in awe of your courage.
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The indifference is harrowing!
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