Speaking is Overrated
This blog is created by a group of autistic, non-verbal, friends who point to a letter board or type to "talk". We share our thoughts, ideas, dreams, and talents here. Please read our mission statement and posts to see why speaking is overrated.
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Our Mission Statement
"This blog exists to amplify the often unheard voices of its non-speaking authors, both as individuals and autistics....
Tuesday, May 5, 2026
Collaborative Poem Inspired by Sasha's Poem
Sunday, April 26, 2026
Finding Community by Luke Schneider
Caring Connections
Opportunity to Grow
Melding Minds
Making Friends
Understanding Self and Others
No Judgement
Inquiry
Trusted Guides
“You Are IN!”
Friday, April 3, 2026
Sometimes I Wonder What is Love...By Sasha Rainer
Sometimes I wonder what is love.
Is it a flower’s happy song?
Is it a ringing growth of trees?
Is it a charming trill of birds
Awaking beautiful sunrise?
Is it an ocean morning waves
That whisper peacefully and nice?
Is it a smile on your face,
Or holding hands, or darling eyes?
Sometimes I wonder what is love.
Is it a friendly mother’s voice?
Her soothing song, her wise advice,
Her words of love to memorize.
Is it a warm, comforting home
Stored in your heart?
When times are rough, come back,
And worries of the day
Will disappear sure enough.
Sometimes I wonder what is love.
Love dwells in every word above.
Thursday, March 19, 2026
Group Poem in Response to Sophia's Poem
Aiden Levy Sirius XM Radio Host
Hi friends! When I wrote an article with my dad last fall about my journey, I was asked to write a bit about myself for a video. I wanted to share this with you to give you more insight into my life. Thank you!
Monday, March 16, 2026
A poem by Sophia Kapoor
If you knew what I know
You wouldn't despair
You would let go
And ease
You must not let
Hurt and angst
Wound you
Callous indifference
Pierce you
Worry consume you
The lack of friends, milestones
Jarring harsh truths
Consume you
It all eases in its own way
We all come with our own unique story
Some call it destiny
But I have learnt
To be in the moment
Not expect or control the outcomes
Is that what maturity is
Sunday, March 8, 2026
Hallucinations by Ruhi Khanna
Need story notes, brain is fried
Neurotic stray ideas have dried
Should it be a love glow?
Should it be a death blow?
Can you put a twist?
Can you hide a tryst?
Will it happen in a manor?
Will it play in a banner?
Does our curse lives on tomorrow?
Does the girl have time to borrow?
What seeds rise from the fire?
What races survive the mire?
When will the story end?
Before it begins or when I hit send?