humanity

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

Cubiclization of relationships amidst advancements in communicational technologies . Top Story - February 2021.
As humans, we have an undeniable need - no, dare I say a necessity to share experience. The ways this has been done, ranging from word of mouth, to writing, post, electronic communication, have, in the course of their development accelerated the speed at which this representing of our stories to each other take place. And perhaps, via this mechanism, ushered in forms which may not have been studied formally such as literature or cinema.
By Arsh K.S5 years ago in Humans
Whom the gods wish to protect
“Whom the gods wish to destroy, they first call promising”- Cyril Connolly He had the right idea. I could not get this phrase out of my mind that day as I walked home amidst a snowstorm after getting fired.
By Harman Saini5 years ago in Humans
The Coordinates
The train was empty. Well, partially empty. My old friend Zeke was sitting in the last car, last row, and the seat next to the conductor booth. I didn’t have to be back there, I just knew. He took this ride each and every day. Him and the glass bottle in the paper bag. When I first met Zeke, I had had a rough day. I missed my first train and was stuck at 30th Street for an hour for some sort of electrical outage. He was sitting on the bench under the War Memorials angel. I walked by, grabbed a coffee and the paper, and circled back to sit. Zeke never looked up, took a swig from his bottle, and said, “I have to get home”. “Yeah, me and you both my friend”. I did not even care to look at the time at this point. My buddies were already on the Broad Street Line headed for the park. To me, this was a night in, and after teaching 3 classes today – my only plans were to grab a Yuengling, leftovers from the fridge, and catch the last few innings of the game. I stopped buying season tickets a while ago but catching a game or two after work was a pastime. When I was a kid, my dad took me to every game. We could only get standing room only tickets most of the time, but who cared. As a kid, what difference did it make? I would stand outside with my glove and bat for hours on a Saturday. I only came in for meals and right before the streetlights came on. We all thought we would be ‘Dutch’ one day. Yeah…
By Cam Thompson5 years ago in Humans
Missing You. Top Story - February 2021.
She opened the journal. It had been her mother’s. The black leathery exterior felt soft, almost feathery in her hands - the paper pages aged. Her mother had specifically willed the journal to her; the two had been close, but they had fallen out of contact shortly before her mother had passed.
By Jamie Rohrer5 years ago in Humans
Last Requests
I can explain why I quit. I was on the train back to my apartment when he stepped into the car. The past few months had been so bleak and unmemorable—carry out from the same Chinese and Afghani restaurants, weekly calls from my mom and sister in Detroit pleading with me to come home where it is “safe”, and the impossibility of feeling ANYTHING among the swarms of bundled bodies and (now) masked faces trudging down 42nd Street. I worked as an assistant to the assistant of a men’s outerwear designer in the garment district. The hours were brutal, and despite the fairytale depictions of ice skating at Rockefeller Center and carriage rides through Central Park, it had been a tough winter in the city. The unrelenting cold, on top of a virus whose name shall not be spoken, left everyone exhausted and hollow. I, along with most of my fellow New Yorkers, needed a win.
By C. Arvin5 years ago in Humans
Dear Diary
Dear Diary, My mom is known for a lot of things but she was never known for keeping a guy man. From a young age I could remember, Frank, Tim, Paul, Larry and the list just goes on. Somehow this new guy wants to stay, he wants to be stepdad. He cooks dinner, cleans the house like who this guy really thinks he is. My mom claims that he does real estate but I am not too sure I could never go off of what my mom says. So I will be investigating Steve some more.
By Patrice Edwards5 years ago in Humans
The Death Experience
The one thing we all have in common is the experience of death. None of us can escape its clutches. Animals, plants, people. We all follow the process of being born, following a life cycle, and then die. Why? Well, I wish I had all the answers, but I do not. What I do know is we are all on life's conveyor belt for what seems to be a pre-determined end. Some get close, and "cheat death", others have out of body experiences and come back. Some actually die, and return and go on to live longer lives. No matter how you look at it, we eventually transition from this realm into another.
By Nicole Blue5 years ago in Humans
What you might find in the trash....
Day in and day out, my job was the same thing. Once in a great while, it would be interesting, but not as interesting as this day. I worked for a disposal company as a driver picking up the containers for businesses. Mostly new construction businesses.
By Silvia C Corella5 years ago in Humans
Midwestern Thaw
The sun shone dimly through threatening clouds. Frigid winds drove white drifts across fallow fields. Here and there, brown patches poked at winter's cold blanket, reaching for the thaw of spring.
By Sherry Wessel5 years ago in Humans
Tea in the park
“I think it’s going to rain today,” Kathleen was looking out the window. “That’s the last thing I need. I need to find this book Kathleen, it has all my notes, my ideas.” Brian was flustered and desperate.
By Catherine Sawkins5 years ago in Humans
I am Kindhearted
My car stopped working about a week ago. With no money to fix it, I’ve been forced to walk. Cutting through the park lately has been some fun. You get a chance to meet some cool people. Today I happened to notice something under the bushes next a tree. I stopped to pick it up. It was a beat up old black book. There were no markings on the front or back, so I flipped through the pages quickly. It looked like it could’ve been someone’s journal. I put it in my bag, and continued my journey home.
By Shawn Ross5 years ago in Humans
Aquarius
Astrology has been in my life it's more of an interest than a path to follow. Although my interest in it probably stems from me being an Aquarius to a tee! It maybe suggestible, I mean, horoscopes, come on! So vague, right! You could probably relate to your daily horoscope if you think outside the box. Thinking outside the box! That's me! Not so much coming up with great new ideas or inventions but more like I don't want to be in the box EVER. If it's a fad I automatically hate it. I may even rebel too much when it comes to the things people do or say. It totally makes sense that Uranus my modern ruling planet spins clockwise, which is not like most other planets I too spin while standing still. I am in the in fact the epitome of a paradox.
By Candace Gomez5 years ago in Humans