humanity
Mental health is a fundamental right; the future of humanity depends on it.
Everything is Alchemy
Alchemy { al-kuh-mee } noun, plural al·che·mies for 2, 3. a form of chemistry and speculative philosophy practiced in the Middle Ages and the Renaissance and concerned principally with discovering methods for transmuting baser metals into gold and with finding a universal solvent and an elixir of life.
By Camellia Sophia4 years ago in Psyche
Unity
Unity: the state of being united or joined as a whole. Unity is what me, Krya River, and everyone else felt at Creekwood Middle School. Let me not get ahead of myself, let’s start with the day all staff members hate; April Fool’s. I was getting ready for my school day, when I received a text from my friend Alivia. I made brownies!!! Yes! She loves to cook and sometimes brings me treats to try on the bus, so this wasn’t out of the ordinary. I quickly reply with my excitement and then carry on with my routine.
By Morgan Bracht4 years ago in Psyche
Better Views
I sat in the Hudson River like it was kiddy-pool, my celestial head leaning into the palm of my hand staring at Manhattan like I was playing chess. My eyes flicked from building to building; looking, searching, unable to locate whatever it was that was calling me. There is something here, I can feel it soaking into my bones, speaking to my senses, begging me to listen. I cock my head to the left, my gut filling up with warmth as I stick my hand beneath the island. My fingers sink into murky sediments, I feel the land deep in my being, familiar as my mother’s arms. An ancient energy, as old as me.
By Lauren Millar4 years ago in Psyche
Random Ramblings - Part One
Welcome to the ramblings of my 'squirrel brain'. I wish there was some way that I could manage to control at least the speed at which the thoughts swirl around in my head. Managing to actually process those thoughts would be an added bonus. The older I get, the harder it all becomes. It seems there's always more being thrown into the mix and I just can't keep up anymore.
By Analise Dionn4 years ago in Psyche
Addicted To Sadness
A while back, I heard someone say that they might be “addicted to their sadness” and it sounded ridiculous to me. However, the more I think about it, the less ridiculous it sounds to me. Right now, you’re probably thinking to yourself how ridiculous it sounds to you. I can try to explain, but I’m not very good at expressing my feelings.
By Jonathan Meyers4 years ago in Psyche
Finding Myself in the Writing Process
Who is Matt? What does Matt look like in life? M- Malleable, Mulish, and Memorable Let's start with the first one malleable. I am constantly adapting to change and things in my life, my writing etc. I wasn’t always this way and more often than not I resisted change to the point of insanity. I spent so long believing I was resisting the decay while I was rotting inside.
By Matthew Mccahey4 years ago in Psyche
Intervals. Third Place in SFS 8: Pear Tree Challenge.
In the kitchen, I heard your mother sob into the dishes, soapy tears began to run down the drain after the evening’s chores were finally complete. She's spent this last week with the same hollow air that the winter breeze whispers in the dead of night. I swear I can hear her bones as she moves from room to room, so fragile and disassociated. She looks to me often, eyes wet and red with grief, challenging me to offer her comfort. I find this intimacy with someone so unhinged truly frightens me.
By Mutationist4 years ago in Psyche
