humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Call Me Noah (short story)
In the fall of 2018, me and my best friends Alex and Trent went on a 4-hour road trip to Jacksonville. We planned to spend two nights there for a Sierra West concert, an indie pop artist we’d been obsessed with since for years. Per our adventurous-but-broke nature, we had a tradition of piling all of our things into Trent’s jeep and hitting the road, all agreeing beforehand that we would take shifts driving. I’m not saying this trip was my self-actualizing, burning bush experience, but definitely one I won’t forget. Here is the story of how someone (who is both a stranger and family at once) subtly transformed my life.
By Dylan Dames6 years ago in Humans
The Relationship ⛴❤️💚
Once upon a time there was a man who came from a ship that had been wrecked from his journey and washed him up to the seashore he wore an old white t-shirt with blue jean pants and his hair had long dreadlocks within his hair. He found the tools around him from the ship reck that also washed up on land he had a pick ⛏️ axe a hammer 🔨 and a wooden shovel as well and as he looked around so gracefully within the beautiful sunset he discovered palm trees in the distance. As he approached the palm trees he took his axe and chopped them down and separated them into two piles one for a cabin and the other to get out of the cold with to start a fire and boiling fresh water and cooking while finding food to eat and medicine to heal his wounds from the pain he encountered on his last journey.
By The Temple Of Grimm6 years ago in Humans
Avenues: Ch. 3
As soon as you drove into East Harlem, also known as Spanish Harlem, you knew you were in a different world. The Puerto Rican culture was strong here. You could feel its rich history ingrained within its streets and its proud residents. The scent of authentic Puerto Rican food flowed out of smaller restaurants like Cuchifritos, and blew throughout the area, making the rest of us realize how long it has been since we've eaten something homemade.
By Sharlene Alba6 years ago in Humans
Why Communication has more to do with Feelings than Talking
Clients very often contact me because of their strained relationships. Whether with spouses, family members or friends, when relationships go sour it's usually because we believe our communication broke down.
By Antonia Lyons6 years ago in Humans
Transphobia, and the bigoted reduction of women.
On nearly every social media platform, there is constantly an argument between people who love and support trans people, and bigots. This argument is about if trans people are truly the gender they identify with. The people who support trans people argue that trans people are the gender they identify with, while bigots say that they are not. When the bigots are asked what separates trans people from “real” people, the bigots pull out the same tired ass argument, specifically about trans women. They say that being a “real” woman is about their ability to carry a baby in their uterus, and give birth. That’s it. That the tired ass argument they whip out every time.
By Chris Edwards 6 years ago in Humans
TO BE REMEMBERED:
I don't remember much; I may have been here for a while, but I lost track of days a long time ago. I don't even know how I got here, wherever this was. I try to keep up with the happenings by looking at the leaves of the mulberry tree outside my shack. When the leaves fall, I know the cold is coming.
By Henrietta Efunnuga6 years ago in Humans
A day in the life of a Hominid
It was about 500,000 years ago in what is now known as Kabwe South Africa, A creature ruled the earth, smarter than other animals and quickly learning how to survive in a new fluctuating rainy and harsh weather. Only his eyes could be seen, hiding behind a bush staring down at its pray waiting for the right moment to strike. Here, a day in the journey of Kabook an 18-year-old Homo Heidelbergensis male will be followed all the way to the moment of his death.
By Malu Velasco6 years ago in Humans
When Actions are Deliberate
Actions are sometimes deliberate. I had a bad experience in 2017, where I saw an atomic bomb clairvoyant metaphor in my head before walking into a building far away from home in another neighborhood. This is a symbol I now interpret as saying; there will be drama inside the xyz location. But back then; I was a naïve 36 year old whose parents had just moved. I was going to get a free guard card class, but I realized the drive had caused me stress. I was going to go that meeting to prove I was badass but also my stiff knee hurt. I have a knee injury from yoga class, its' much improved at this time in 2020, but I've been healing from this injury since 2016, March, and I have to take it easy still. Anyway, my point in this article is that some bullies are deliberate about what they do.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez6 years ago in Humans
The Lost Soul Crisis
My first name is not in fact Rhea, it's actually Leanne. It's nice to meet you, if you're reading this! The title, though it's not something I've ever said before, is a valid statement of my life at this very moment - I am indeed on a search to find myself. I turned twenty-nine years old just two days ago, and I realized quite suddenly that after years of indulging others' needs and wants around me - I never stopped long enough to take note of my own desires, and my own goals and happiness.
By Rhea Bombay6 years ago in Humans
The Beginning Of All We Know (Book One Of The Known Series)
~ ~ Chapter One- I have a week until the Operation begins. I’m nervous, but I’m also excited. Everybody else that turned sixteen got the Operation. On the last day of the week, I’ll be sixteen. My friend, Chris, isn’t so sure it’s a good idea.
By Ky Navarro6 years ago in Humans
