humanity
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Purgatory
It was too quiet, even for the trees. I could feel the wind breeze past the edge of my shoulders, but it did not seem to shake the grass. Nothing, not even the birds, had a song to sing that day. How long have I been here? I wondered. I often wonder such a thought, and the inevitable fear that this world is stuck between two designs haunts my mind. Especially when the wind does not bother the leaves.
By Ruggles Kerr5 years ago in Psyche
Dodging a New Dark Age
Is the much feared “biblical apocalypse” upon us? Just like the Four Horsemen of Doom, we have famine, pestilence, death, and disease among us. And, with the Holy Land up in flames, maybe the “signs” are all too familiar. Turning to more earthly concerns, the Coronavirus has wrought unimaginable havoc on the world and has brought us to the point where many are questioning if the very survival of the human race is in peril. Indeed, with the convergence of economic, political, social, and healthcare systems collapse, one wonders whether we are headed into a “New Dark Age”.
By Rammohan Susarla5 years ago in Psyche
I Crave Fairytales
For many, it is time to re-parent your inner child. When considering Bedtime Stories for this writing competition, I took, frankly, more than a moment to revel in the nostalgia of the bedtime routine. Do you remember the safety of it? Of being held and read to. Just for it to one day, without even noticing, stop.
By Tatum Halligan5 years ago in Psyche
Lawnmowers are Dragons
What is a lawnmower? You do not need an advanced understanding of engineering to know that a lawnmower is a machine, often gas-powered, that moves on wheels and utilizes a spinning blade to trim the grass. You've likely done this chore at least once, and perhaps you wondered how the littler world, of insects and creatures amid the turf, perceived this event.
By Jared G. Delta5 years ago in Psyche
Geology
My name is Genevieve and I’m currently 28 years old. There’s really no better place to begin than the beginning though forgive me for my less specific time frame as I recently lost 14 + years of my memory and as of now, the past is still like a dream. I had everything I could need. A good family, a fulfilling life, a smart mind, etc. Unfortunately, I have bipolar disorder and suffer from major depression. I’ve always been talented at almost everything I give a try, but life felt like a pressure I didn’t understand and couldn’t handle. A couple of years after high school and some time at a community college, I chose to take a Geology 1 course during the summer that was 5 days a week, 5 hours a day, for 5 weeks. It sounded slightly intriguing and like a challenge I desperately needed. Now, I was most certainly not a straight A student. I often barely passed classes with C’s. One issue was my ADHD and another was the depression, but most of all I struggled with a complete lack of motivation. See, I did anything you could think of as a child. I traveled all over, danced tap and ballet, played the flute, played the viola, participated in multiple clubs like chess, math, etc. My need to explore was being filled. When I got to college, I realized I had absolutely no idea as to what I wanted my path in life to be. At least, until I found Geology.
By Genevieve Armstorff5 years ago in Psyche
Moving to England during Brexit and learning how to sing
As an Afro Italian woman born and raised in Italy, with a mixed ethnic background of both Nigeria and Democratic Republic of Congo, the last thing I was thinking about was to randomly move to the United Kingdom, more precisely to a small, isolated, ethnocentric English village. I won’t mention the name because it is irrelevant in this story but what you need to know is that the difference between Italy and England is enormous and that there weren’t many choices regarding what subjects you wanted to study. I’d like to debate that the town is very posh, tidy and neat which is something I really adore. The school was of high rank in the county, however, it was the cultural difference between me and the people for me and most importantly the lack of desire most people in the school had to get to know a new person.
By Alessia Mavakala5 years ago in Psyche
