Although they made me, these bo oks frightened me because they were about destabilisation. I had it recognised that for a long time by which time I felt my life was mostly done. Letting go of who I had become gave me a new lease of life finally undamaged from the things I had assimilated as a child. The power of books on the imagination which projects into the world to manifest experiences. It is little wonder I have been fraught so long by abrasive experiences. Only this year as I and others assimilate the diagnosis of high functioning autism can I began to gain hope the world is not at odds with me as it has been. A more accurate navigation. An understanding with what I am and what I am dealing with and for others to orientate around that. It helps tremendously. It is the hanging of a tool on the right hook, putting a thing in place where it belongs that it is not out of place. My, how they have hated upon the round peg which simply refused to go into th...