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Why i never look at people let alone their eyes
Most of the time, I don’t watch people. I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember. I even often lowered my head when someone spoke to me, I often looked on the ground while walking so as not to meet people’s eyes. I have often fled the gaze in several ways.
And if, unfortunately, it happens, if I have to look at someone for a while or if I have to look at their eyes for a few seconds, I feel bad, even very bad. Why ? Because I contact nothing more or less all the suffering, the wounds and even the darkness that inhabits people. I know, it may sound strange or peculiar and even disturbed.
Faced with this phenomenon, I may have told myself to try to focus my attention on the qualities of people, not to judge, but this phenomenon that occurs is inevitable because when I see, I feel everything that inhabits people. This phenomenon, I also explain in my book Autism, Reviewed And Corrected By A Man With Asperger Syndrome, It explains all my life. It is by dint of experimenting that I came to understand this phenomenon to transmit it in my book.
So when I am in the presence of people, it does not matter that the person is nice, instantly, I feel his suffering and this affects me. Even if most people don’t know they are suffering on this Earth, I know it. Reason why I now look to God to live better in this world because human beings are not freed from their suffering.
To learn more about this phenomenon, I invite you to get my book Autism, Reviewed And Corrected By A Man With Asperger Syndrome , you may get to know yourself better if you too, you run away from people or their gaze.
In the meantime, I invite you to watch the film Powder to better understand the way I experience autism and this phenomenon of the eyes. Here is an excerpt from the film.
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May God bless you and peace be with you!
The Consciousness of an Autistic Mystic