Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "mental-illness"
Facebook Sonnet | Handcrafted Humanity
Facebook is not just injurious to health,
It's now a full-on humanitarian crisis.
If you think it's just a harmless bad habit,
You're fanning the flames of social necrosis.
Social media ought to make people social,
Not make pavlov's dogs out of humanity.
Yet all that facebook actually does today,
Is drive society towards clinical insanity.
Social media is not necessarily bad,
So long as it doesn't feed on our stability.
Yet facebook has devised the perfect algorithm,
To learn, pump and monetize human instability.
Facebook is the definition of what AI must be not.
Algorithm without humanity is mental holocaust.
It's now a full-on humanitarian crisis.
If you think it's just a harmless bad habit,
You're fanning the flames of social necrosis.
Social media ought to make people social,
Not make pavlov's dogs out of humanity.
Yet all that facebook actually does today,
Is drive society towards clinical insanity.
Social media is not necessarily bad,
So long as it doesn't feed on our stability.
Yet facebook has devised the perfect algorithm,
To learn, pump and monetize human instability.
Facebook is the definition of what AI must be not.
Algorithm without humanity is mental holocaust.
Published on December 07, 2021 15:42
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Tags:
anxiety, delete-facebook, depression, facebook, facebook-addiction, facebook-quotes, humanist, insecurity, mental-health, mental-illness, neuroscience, poems, poetry, psychiatry, psychology, social-media, social-media-addiction, social-networks, sonnet
Sonnet on The Spectrum (Diary of An Autistic Neuroscientist | Abhijit Naskar | The Humanitarian Dictator
We, on the spectrum, are often
misconstrued as rude or audacious.
Problem is not that we feel too little,
but that we feel too crippling much.
Sensory overload is our biggest struggle,
an eternal battle against daily situations.
Storms that the normals experience only in
tragedy, are our life’s everyday occurrence.
Sidelining the stormy torment of the spectrum,
the world romanticizes with autistic savants.
I never could communicate with my parents,
and they never knew what my struggle was.
We autistics have difficulty communicating,
till we speak on a matter of interest.
Then we can jabber like any neurotypical,
bursting with joy in our nerves and veins.
misconstrued as rude or audacious.
Problem is not that we feel too little,
but that we feel too crippling much.
Sensory overload is our biggest struggle,
an eternal battle against daily situations.
Storms that the normals experience only in
tragedy, are our life’s everyday occurrence.
Sidelining the stormy torment of the spectrum,
the world romanticizes with autistic savants.
I never could communicate with my parents,
and they never knew what my struggle was.
We autistics have difficulty communicating,
till we speak on a matter of interest.
Then we can jabber like any neurotypical,
bursting with joy in our nerves and veins.
Published on October 28, 2024 06:38
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Tags:
autism, autism-acceptance, autism-awareness, autism-genius, autism-mothers, autism-spectrum, autism-spectrum-disorder, autistic, autistic-brain, autistic-child, autistic-genius, autistic-neuroscientist, autistic-poet, autistic-scientist, brainy-quotes, braveheart, broken, brokenness, divergence, diversity, mental-health, mental-healthy, mental-illness, neurodivergence, neurodivergent, neurodiverse, neurodiversity, neurology, neuroscience, obsessive-compulsive-disorder, savant-syndrome, sensory-overload


