humanity

Mental health is a fundamental right; the future of humanity depends on it.

A Cosmic Desire
A little black book lies unassumingly on a dark and neglected corner shelf in the library of the soul. All humans know by instinct that it is some sort of Pandora’s box, supposedly containing myriad rules and regulations for living life on Earth. Some say it holds the sentiments and laws of enjoyment written in forms of lyric and poetry, although, the hope from which is unfortunately overshadowed by the chilling red ink of cautionary tales passed on from generation to generation. All our ancestors wanted was the best, too, right? Surely, it must then be wise for you to just heed the babble and jabber of those that came before.
By Sue Lee5 years ago in Psyche
Sonder
Salman's Shop, an odd cafe that served tea and coffee with quite peculiar dishes for the guests that sought sustenance from it. Kinds you wouldn't ever order with coffee or any of the teas sold there. Dishes like rotted fish gut fettuccine, jelly moose nose pudding, and pickled camel cream with lots of other unfitting alternatives.
By April Perez5 years ago in Psyche
The Demon and Angel Raging Inside of Me
I have been searching for the key, the one that will fit my psyche, to stop this daydream, no nightmare, even just for a moment. To feel content in one place, to feel human connection, to end the search for the ever out-of-reach truth, to stop restraining the demon and angel that rage inside of me.
By catchafrisbie5 years ago in Psyche
RETARD - Why it is time to drop this slur from your vocabulary
I am an avid gamer. And as an online gamer I have on many occasions come across people who feel it is ok to use the word 'retard' or 'retarded' to describe a type of person, who has done something wrong (mostly by accident), or to describe something that isn't correct (or going well).
By MazFaerie 5 years ago in Psyche
Contingency
It was a bright and sunny day, and Everclear Terrace was abuzz with excitement and activity. Brightly colored streamers flew from every flagpole, and 'Welcome Home!' signs hung on every front porch in uniform perfection.
By Lauren Solomon5 years ago in Psyche
A Black Book Lightly
It was becoming glaringly obvious that Adam was lost. A looming black sky stretched out into forever above. Below, the black crystalline terrain faintly glowed exposing thin channels and ridges running in every direction. Together, the land and sky drew a horizon of jagged peaks and plummeting valleys. A crunch beneath his boot sent fragments of the brittle rock skittering across the surface. He came to a halt. The last thing he remembered was opening his backpack, but he no longer remembered when that was. "Where am I?" he called out apprehensively.
By Greg Emswiler5 years ago in Psyche
Lady Luck's Game of Karma
Have you ever played cards? It could be on a friendly Saturday afternoon with a close knit group or strangers that sat down to the table for the first time together. Maybe you played with your parents on quiet nights around a table that was a bit too tall for you? Perhaps you were hiding from the world in a corner casino table hoping to get the perfect hand? Regardless of where or what game was played, there is one unifying factor; we all have had a moment of hope on the next hand dealt that we are going to win. There is a peculiar feeling on winning something that has much chance involved. Why do we feel that rush? Could it be the adrenaline pumping as we see “lady luck” finally greets all of our misery, turmoil, and troubles are recognized and we deserve a brief reprieve? The chances of “lady luck” acknowledging you is the same for you as it is for every person sitting at that table. While some hope for their dance with “lady luck” others admits exactly what is already happening and grasp the opportunity. At the same table there are those who don’t concede exactly what is already happening and are waiting for “lady lucks” arrival. So, in this example which are you?
By Anthony Pilla5 years ago in Psyche
Carved in the Stars
I like the idea of self-determination— that I alone carry the power to form my human destiny. I balk at the idea of fate, or the thought that my personality might have somehow been shaped by something as simple as the month in which I was born. I cherish the idea of making my own way, of carving the story of my life into stone— chip by chip.
By Lydia Jones5 years ago in Psyche
Profile of a Young Black Creator & Mental Health Advocate. Top Story - March 2021.
When I was graduating from high school, my older sister told me that college is the place where I'll make my lifelong friends. I prayed then that she was correct because I couldn't imagine getting through such a big change in my life without good friends by my side. I've come to realize that my sister was right because throughout my college journey, I made a few friends who I can definitely see being there for the biggest moments in my life. In my freshman year of college, I met an unassuming but incredibly creative young man named Raymond Campbell III and since then he's been a friend that I know I can always call on and he's doing great things in his life.
By C.R. Hughes5 years ago in Psyche
Duality: The Story of Gemini
Many people equate being a Gemini to being two-faced. That’s simply not true. If we’re going to allude to villains from Batman, we Geminis are more like The Joker.
By Ni5 years ago in Psyche
Trials with Mental Illness, Whacky life#1
Sorry guys I have no one in RL that I feel like I can ask or talk to about this stuff due to the stigma of the old saying "just pull yourself up by your bootstraps" and nobody wants to hear a sob story but here is how my life has been going since a car crash in 2010.
By Cody Sarvinski5 years ago in Psyche
The Enemy Of My Enemy Is Me, My Friend
The One Who Stands In My Way This weather is too cold. -9 degrees? I mean, come on. Like why would I want to go outside and get some fresh air right? It’s still the middle of a pandemic anyway, they want us to stay inside. I’ll stay in.
By Abrar5 years ago in Psyche