Safety In A Screen
A metaphor of the escapism we learned as an autistic child growing up in a traumatic environment.
Image Text: The darkness descended downward. Down, Down, Down/Into a pit that left us sick./Confused./What did I do?/The gloomy air is so thick and hard to breathe./Nothing to bring me out./I can’t see./Blind./Alas, some sort of light on a square screen./Flickering, Flickering/Bright! Light, Light, Light/Shine! Shine! Shine!/Illuminating the darkness./Hope. Will it be okay?/Stars and ships flying away./Carrying us to planets far away./The logic and Data was clear./This world?/Not here.Next!/The next world of aliens and wonders./Never alone, new things to discover./This little box with a flickering screen saves./Did it save us? Yes…/A trip to a galaxy far away./Through space and time./With creatures, aliens and tribbles./It was sublime./A place away from all the fear./Yes, we found hope./Somewhere out there. Away./Faraway! Up! Fly! Up! Fly! Up!/Fly! Far beyond space and time. Ascending!
