I Literally Cant Fucking Breathe 

"Oh you had a plague? Come back to us when you had a World War, brand new unconventional weapons, and a new international order."

I LOVE being autistic and trying to communicate because every time it’s

I am Deeply Uncomfortable with

the Passage of Time

and also, you know, just in general

This is what it feels like when someone infodumps to me. By the way

Edit to add caption:

[desc begin: a six panel comic featuring an everyman character sitting on a couch with an autism creature loafing on the back of the couch. The creature jumps down to the seat and lies their head on the person's leg, much to their delight. Desc end.]

New York City, 1970s

By Sage Morningstar

Spectrum of overwhelm, now in triangle form due to popular demand

[Image description: A triangle chart titled, ‘Spectrum of Overwhelm.’ The three points are ‘404 Error,’ showing a person with an empty thought bubble; ‘wet beast,’ showing a person sweating and sobbing; and ‘rage beast’ showing a person clenching their fists in an outline of orange fire. The peak is the ‘404 error’ vertex, and the inside of the triangle here is coloured beige and labelled, ‘shutdown.’ The lower half is labelled ‘meltdown’ and is red on the rage beast side and blue on the wet beast side. \End description]

yes I know it doesn't (even theologically!) work like this, but i've been captured (enraptured) by the mental image of Jesus ascending to heaven (this 4/20 easter sunday) while accidentally snagging his ankle spurs on Pope Francis' robes