humanity

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

A Tone of Regret
The roar of the waterfall crashing over the rocks was eerily soothing to the grieving tortured soul of a young man approaching the edge of the fullness of pain. Tony came here often at night to hear the water flow as the murky brown became pure white on its rocky descent to the bottom. He could even almost feel her presence embracing him with warmth as he would ponder the memories they shared and his epic failure to treasure those moments. He thought that they had an infinite amount of time, after all they were both in their twenties. It had been nearly a year since her passing, and yet the agony was still as raw as if it had just been yesterday.
By Vince Coliam5 years ago in Humans
She Should Be Kissed. Second Place in Teen Angst Playlist Challenge.
The students flock into the classroom, its walls and chalkboard coated in shocking shades of pink. A freckled, redhead slumps into her seat, an empty desk with a girl in it. She scoffs at herself for thinking elementary school was harsh with kids comparing decorated paper-plate card holders to see whose contained the most Valentines. Cheerleaders parade into the class to pass out carnations, and her head drops. Her eyes run along the black and white lines in her novel, eagerly gobbling each letter and word. Over a thousand pages to devour of Margaret Mitchell’s Gone with the Wind. Not a usual choice for a teen in 1984, but she’s not a usual girl. Let the cool kids get the flowers. She’ll take a trip, any trip, out of the ordinary and into a world where she should be kissed, and often, and by someone who knows how.
By Jennifer Christiansen5 years ago in Humans
Sophia
“Bye, Buddy,” Sophia said as she kissed the top of the old dog’s head, “see you when I get home!” She grabbed her backpack from beside the door and checked to make sure her lunchbox was inside before swinging it over both her shoulders. “Bye, Buddy,” she said again as she backtracked to kiss the top Buddy’s head once more, “see you when I get home!”
By Emily Scott5 years ago in Humans
Cancel Culture Mob = Monty Python Mob
^^^^ "The Cancel Culture Mob" is today’s equivalent to this ^^^^ They find something or someone (the woman accused of being a witch) to attack, harass, and "sentence to death” by ripping apart their business, their job, their livelihood, their property, their image, their name, their family, their friends…
By Mel E. Furnish5 years ago in Humans
Little Black Book
One cold night during fall, Mark was feeling all types of ways. He and his girlfriend Christina had just gotten into a huge fight. The fight was about social media. The fight was also a struggle for control respect and understanding.
By Mel Cook5 years ago in Humans
My First Blog Post, EVER!
Hi! I’m an aspiring creative learning different skills and crafts to grow myself and be able to progress. I’m currently 24 years old. The 2020 was a year of clairvoyance and mystery simultaneously coinciding. Near the end of 2019, there was major news developing about the release and spreading of a deadly virus. Here in North America, he merely observed and did our best to understand but couldn’t relate on a personal level. January 2020 felt prosperous; it’s a new year, a new chance to live and learn more than before. At the time, I was juggling a full-time job and attending a part-time course learning special effects software. My goal was to learn these skills and get a new job in the movie industry along the way. It was tough physically and mentally however I was determined to do what was needed. February strolls along, and the news is starting to get a little shaky with word of the virus spreading more and more around the world. The Canadian Provincial and Municipal governments making announcements regarding health concerns and practices pertaining to the safety of the public and what we could expect. Yes, you read that right. Their announcements were as vague and easily confusing as that last sentence. All that was a given was the possibility that the virus could encounter the country however not much was discussed regarding preventative measures. It was black history month, and there were so many in-person events and gatherings happening that looking back it was fun and educational to attend yet kind of crazy to look back on considering how things presently are. For the life of me I equate February 29, 2020 as the last day of semblance to “normal life” or “life as we knew it”. That day for me felt like physical limbo when I look back. Was it the fact that it was an extra day in February due to leap year, or the fact of it being the last day of that month, or the fact that it was a family members’ birthday? I’m not sure tbh. One thing is for sure March 2020 is where things tipped off…for the change of today. The virus hit the U.S. and sure enough made way into Canada. The Gov’t started to talk about possible shutdowns, classifications of essential and non-essential businesses, wearing a medical/surgical mask and gloves or some form of PPE (Personal Protective Equipment) and so much more. Leading towards the end of March, the lockdown had started and people who worked average jobs were advised to stay home and apply for E.I. or additional financial assistance and folks whose professions were in link to healthcare were considered “frontline work” and had to meet a new demand of work—combating the virus and fighting to save and keep people alive. The nursing homes took a major hit, businesses like restaurants and small ‘Ma and Pa’ shops were seeing a slow decline in revenue and isolation was slowly creeping up on everyone. I was temporarily laid off, and with my program coming to an end, I was home. I signed up for e-learning courses, I learned to practice meditation, try my hand at cooking more, and a handful of other things. Whenever I needed to do essential shopping I’d put on my mask and head out there just to get back indoors as soon as possible, all April and May 2020. As June was around the corner and I was adapting to my new made habits, work reached out back to me. On one hand, I felt excited to get back to work, on the other hand I felt my newfound flow was being disrupted, and it was. Upon returning to work I felt miserable, more stressed out with health and safety measures and just mentally drained. In a month I resigned due to all those factors and decided I needed to what was best. I wanted to start own business as a freelancer in photography. Since I made that decision, a poor decision I may add, I felt right on my face and suffered. By the time I caught good footing I had to jump back into a job. I took side gigs from wherever possible and did my best to keep myself afloat from summer through fall and winter. I haven’t gone into much detail about my art or even much of my life or experiences as a whole throughout last year; needless to say, it’s been a doozy and very uncertain on what will happen with life currently. At this point in time as of February 2021, I’m in stable full-time work, learning new skills, and wanting to grow. I haven’t progressed much with my personal business, but just like anything new, it takes time to build just so long as you’re taking a step towards building up each day. This is my very first post and I appreciate whoever took the time to read this, my first step at writing a blog post. Have an awesome February and May 2021 be great to you.
By Rome Mack5 years ago in Humans
Treasure Hunting
On a cold, sunny, winter’s afternoon, a little boy, with long fair hair and bright blue eyes, was wading alone through a field of bodies, searching for hidden treasure.
By Carmen Eskin5 years ago in Humans
Killing Time With Gratitude
Coming home for the holidays was always a bittersweet trip. Sweet; to visit old friends and eat all of your mother’s food. Bitter; to reopen wounds of something you had left behind. This year, Layla was only able to see her family for a few days. Having flown in two weeks before, she had been in compulsory quarantine due to the pandemic. Layla didn’t want to be away from ‘home’ for too long, so she only allowed 3 days after her quarantine period to visit.
By Rebecca Caldwell5 years ago in Humans
Your Wings to Heaven
Feelings of euphoria swelled within me, with the sounds of the whistling winds in my ears. Flocks of birds, unchained by gravity, glide beside me, racing through the clouds.
By Ezra Scarlet 5 years ago in Humans
Mahalo, Malama the Aina
“Put it against your ear, you’ll hear it,” Amber told me. She handed me a conch shell and I didn’t believe it. I compared the waves slowly pushing against the sandy shore. I put my ear against the hard, white, oblong-shaped shell, and heard the soft wind easily blowing off inside of it; the ocean. It was her 9th birthday and her family invited me to Punalu’u Beach Park. I didn’t get her much of anything this year besides some cookies my mom had baked the night before because I needed to save lunch money for the rest of the week. The cost for school lunch just got raised to a dollar this year, and I wouldn’t want to add another bill for Mommy dearest. As I dragged myself in the water, I chased after her with the grainy sand against my bare feet then SPLASH! I fell forward with my face landing in the majestic and shallow waters near the shore. “Bra! You so Dakine” She laughed at me pulling me up. “Can we go eat now? I stay hungry!” I yelled.
By LAiney Bee5 years ago in Humans
A New Era on the Horizon
The brain rewires itself in response to emotional trauma, which has a profound effect on the brain, mind, and body. The Darkest Night of our Souls
By Jeremy A. Stevens5 years ago in Humans
The Hidden Truth of an Introvert in the Workplace
The workplace has become a place biased to benefit those with extroverted characteristics, making it hard for the average introvert to want to come into work to make a living.
By The Technologenius5 years ago in Humans