Humanity
Jailed By a Snowflake
As of the writing of this article, I am in Facebook jail for twenty four hours. Now, before you defend the actions of Facebook and give me hate for violating the terms of service, allow me to explain the situation to you. Furthermore, while I will be justifying my cause, I have accepted the consequences for my actions and want to make this article about a deeper social issue: Taking offense for the wrong reasons.
By Zenith5 years ago in Confessions
Dream Houses
I'm a homebody. My home is my castle. My zodiac sign is Cancer, the crab, who can't survive without the protection of its shell. My surroundings reflect nearly every aspect of who I am. I'm steeped in nostalgia, sentiment, and memories, good and bad. I've kept the ticket stubs to every concert I've ever attended. I have photos dating back to the time of Instamatic cameras and journals from age 15 on. I've always imagined my own home as a funky, eclectic showcase of my experiences, compulsive collecting, and love of design in all its incarnations.
By Lisa5 years ago in Confessions
Be yourself
Hashtag I want to be famous, or at least that's what the world seems to be following. Everyone wants to make money the easy way and not put in the effort of having actually get to the point of being lazy and making money. Some people are lucky and come from generations of wealth, others not so much. Me? Well I come from the middle, some where down the line my family were slaves and one side became wealthy and the other stayed in a loop. I as a black female am caught making sure I don't stay in that loop, so I share with the world who i am. Not for money either, just for the fact that I know there are other people out there like me, no matter what color there skin. People who want to show their art skills in many different forms. My vision is to just be me and express myself in as many different ways I can think of. For my knowledge we are on this planet for something, so why not do everything, or at least as much as you can. I want the world to know, that you don't have to be like pewdiepie or beyonce or jimi Hendricks to have validation of any kind and as a new mom I want my story told to encourage those moms that feel as if they world isn't there to help them. We are so lucky to live in this time of existence that you can upload your life just by a push of a button and someone will see it and feel it, that to me is true art. Think back to when the world didn't have phones or even records life was full of up coming artists who had true motivation because they weren't stuck behind a screen. I want to teach that again but renovate it for modern life, so that creativity is not that and you don't have to mimic someone else just because what they are doing seemed to work for them. We are not the same, if we were then life would be boring and we wouldn't have any great artwork every.
By Ayubis5 years ago in Confessions
The Time I was Homeless...It Really Happened.
At the beginning of 2020, I became homeless. On New Year's day, my daughter and I were kicked out of the place we were living, where we had been for a few years. One thing I never thought would happen, happened at that moment. Of course, we got to stay until the next day because no where was open on a holiday, but the very next day, we went to get help since we no longer had a place to stay.
By Crissy Cornwell5 years ago in Confessions
The Blue heart at the center of my yellow life
Mors certa, vita incerta I am a photographer and a writer and I should not be here. In November of 2020, I lay in a 'mini-coma', unconscious, dreamless, somewhere rivering toward the leaving of this life....and then, 3 days after losing consciousness, I awoke....
By Robert A Black5 years ago in Confessions
Unqualified for Life
Do you ever feel like you’re just not cut out for existing? I don’t mean depression or anything like that. Just, when looking for a job, you know, doing what is necessary to survive and exist in this world, you find that you’re simply unqualified for . . . everything. I don’t mean incapable. Unqualified.
By J.C. Winter5 years ago in Confessions
Disentangled Threads Like Us
Carrying the world above our shoulders is a task that we eventually learn (or hope) to manage as we get older. Not only do we carry love, hurt, memories, unforgettable faces, smiles, worries, hopes, fears, and so on - but our soul eventually starts picking up and carrying little things that bring joy and purpose to our world (some people call them hobbies, others - their purpose).
By This is Euni5 years ago in Confessions
Know the Difference Between Distractive Loneliness and Desired Solitude
My kind of loneliness rather aggravated than relieved the gloom of my life. I stole cautiously towards my secluded bench in the middle of a little island of sunflowers in their utmost bloom and richness of color. One would be almost invisible amongst those kingly looking plants with their golden crowns and massive leaves.
By Olya Aman5 years ago in Confessions
