humanity

For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.

Scarlet Love
Scarlet Love The rain danced on top the tin overhang. Ting. Ting. Ting. Muffled sounds of the street beckon through the apartment window. I have lived here for 40 years. She was just a young girl in love when I first perched her shoulder. Now she is there, in the chair with eyes that no longer can see my colors. Love has long gone but it’s absence has not taken the gentleness from her hand.
By Rebecca Mann4 years ago in Humans
A Place I Can Never Visit
As he tipped his glass to get the last sip of the ginger muddled rum, "I haven't told you the story yet." “Not yet”, I replied.
By Donna Scarola4 years ago in Humans
Can You Accept Yourself The Way You Are?
The image above shows a road toward the beach. There is also a side road that walks along the beach but never gets to the beach. There is a road back to where you begin and a road through the trees that you can not see from this picture. A road can lead toward many places.
By Gabriella Korosi4 years ago in Humans
Finding Peace
The noise was unfathomable. She tried to go back to sleep. She tried to block out the noise, but she couldn’t. How could she with that insufferable racket outside this flimsy “cabin”? She groaned with discontent. She couldn’t believe her dad had drug her to this remote jungle. She left all her friends, gave up all aspects of normal life and now she was being forced to give up her sleep. She couldn’t stand it. She hated this jungle and couldn’t understand why anyone would want to save this horrible place. The bugs were enormous and terrifying. The heat and humidity were next level oppressive. How could he do this to her? How could he drag her down here away form all the memories of her mom? Couldn’t he see how much she was hurting? She needed to be distracted by her friends and malls. She needed to come to terms with the loss of her mom. She didn’t need to be in the middle of nowhere in a bug-ridden hell hole. She knew the sun would rise soon and after begging and pleading with the almighty sleep Gods she drifted back into an anything but restful slumber.
By Jolene Cave4 years ago in Humans
Native Injustice: Antiquated and underfunded healthcare in Indian Country - Part 3
The Indian Health Service also known as IHS is the federal healthcare system for American Indian and Alaskan Natives. Established in 1787, the IHS was founded through special relationships between the federal government and all 574 federally recognized tribes in 37 states. There are 26 hospitals, 59 health centers, and 32 health stations in 8 states. The biggest concern is that some of these hospitals are in remote areas.
By Dawon Roy4 years ago in Humans
A moment with the dead, please
I woke up today with a yearning. I wanted to go home. I’ve been living abroad for what sometimes feels way too long. For quite some time, I’ve had this tugging in my heart. The strings of my heart are being pulled like a parent beckoning their children: come now, it’s time to come home. But today’s yearning is of a different sort.
By Madame Moudmak4 years ago in Humans
Caught Inside
Every morning started out the same for me. I was in such a routine so that I couldn’t be distracted by anything else or think of the fact that I hadn’t been with a girl in months. Not since my last submissive and I ended things, it was a mutual agreement. Something happened all those months ago and I was unable to be myself anymore, I needed to change things so that I could move on with my life, too bad it stuck with me. I distanced myself from everyone, even my best friend hasn’t seen me since the incident. Surfing has become my passion and it helps me stay level headed, shrinks were never for me.
By Kaitlynn Carver 4 years ago in Humans
Letters to myself
Letters to myself Surviving your 20's Alex Steele"There are billions of souls waiting to have a shot... Make the most out of yours"
By Prettyboysteele 💎4 years ago in Humans
Rain
From what has been a decent chunk of time without rain, it has come back and seemingly to stay. Based in Manchester, UK; how am I surprised though- this is rain's hometown, the place he resides day in day out.
By Noah Douglas4 years ago in Humans
A FULL CYCLE OF LIFE
When I was born long ago when doctors made house calls, and hospital costs seemed lower than today. I came into the world, needing everything to survive from my mother from my mother. I needed bathing, diaper changes, clothing, milk, and love daily, which my mother gave from her heart. Only a mother can provide the required love of an infant. In almost one year, I needed a baby walker so I could learn to walk better and strengthen my little legs. I still needed to be bathed, diaper changes, bigger clothes, and solid food, and lots more love. Which my mother always gave me from her heart. My mother was still there when I was hungry or sick.
By Alvin Rivera 4 years ago in Humans
Casualty of a Generations Imagination
So often our ideas go unsolicited through careless attempts at finalizing the final product. We fail to pursue it adequately. Therefore leaving us with an empty vessel and no distance traveled with it on our backs. It’s an unnecessary program we also failed to pursue adequately, most likely learned in school as children being force fed information we had no choice in learning or rejecting. From here we began storing this data vaguely to the point of necessary understanding for a grade in a class we may have not been keen on choosing if given the liberty to do so through our own accord.
By Tango4 years ago in Humans
What are you really doing
When you wake up in the morning, the same old routine consists of the job you used to enjoy is now redundant, and you just hate the agony of the day-to-day, it eventually becomes adaptable until the end of the day, and we just deal with it for the paycheck. When we get a new job, car, or move, it is always quite the exciting new adventure is that gets our adrenaline and serotine producing. I have battled mental health issues all my life, and I have had my hardships and been at rock bottom more than a few times. The thing is with me is I always need change, or I feel something is missing; if things are not changing or evolving, I begin to get stuck in a depressive cycle. I'm the first one out of my family to make it to college, and there were some days that I almost didn't make it to that point. I'm a survivor from a toxic environment I once associated myself with, and it came to the end of why and once I figured how I ended up in that trap, it was time to end the cycle of all that nonsense I was used to. What I could do to break the barrier was a first for my family. I began figuring what I needed to do instead of just doing the bare minimum, but to truly make a difference and contribute. Change in this world starts with you but then what follows is what impacts.
By Lisa Aragon4 years ago in Humans