humanity

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

ALittle Black Book
A LITTLE BLACK BOOK Digga was 35 years old whom lived in New York City and always took the train home too Queens; from work in lower Manhattan for the last five years. Even though Digga worked full time and mostly overnight is the reasons why it would take two hours ten minutes to get home every night. See there was a dream that Digga was passionate about and wanted to make the world a better place where happier people overpopulates’ the gruesome takeover of mental health disorders, homelessness, sadness, and most of all loneliness that is affecting our mass energy of life and mutating the people. As Digga thinks to herself she finds that her train is nearing, and she finds herself a seat when she noticed and older man having troubles finding his way down into a seat of his own. Digga asked if he may need her help by moving over or need help in general, the man chuckled and said “no” by the waving motion of his hand, he finally sat down. As the elder man and Digga pursued a conversation that had them ponder on questions that they would love to ask or find answers too about what the word alone holds as secrets, Digga noticed how the other people on the train were looking at them both.
By Chanequa Chavez-Williams5 years ago in Humans
Cali Sunshine & Rain
She did not consider herself homeless. In fact, she scoffed at the idea. “I am “house-less” if anything,” she would often tell herself. Her Moleskine notebook was home to her. It was home to her thoughts, home to her emotional traumas, home to the highlights of her exhausting days and home to her music.
By Arielle London5 years ago in Humans
Open: Truth
Obviously this has become a sore subject in recent days, which is very outlandish to my mind, but the Truth. Or rather what is is or isn’t. I guess I’ll start with a thought that I think a lot of people are missing, as evidenced by the endless flurries of flame wars abound on the internet these days. I feel like we miss that there are differences between your own personal truths and agreed upon truth. I know that seems an over simplification, but I really want to drill down on those 2 buckets.
By Quinten Larsen5 years ago in Humans
Dutch Courage
A copy of 1984 flies past my head. It's closely followed by several Harry Potter novels, a collection of Plath poems, a chunky Italian cookbook and something about not giving a f@ck.
By Courtney Mason5 years ago in Humans
Penny Thoughts
Sometimes, I was jealous of my fourteen-year-old’s need for hearing aids. It would be so nice to possess the ability of shutting out all the terrible sounds with the flip of a switch.
By Rebecca Parshall5 years ago in Humans
What if it went like this?
What if I do feel like I don't want to exist sometimes? What if I create these realities in order to distract myself from that notion. -Or maybe this is only part of my reasoning.
By On the edge of consciousness5 years ago in Humans
Sourced
Five stores in two hours. This was the sixth. She crossed the slushy parking lot. A few feet from the doors the plastic encased four leaf clover, usually kept washi taped to the sun-visor of her van, fluttered to the ground. Tape and all.
By Claudia Coniglio5 years ago in Humans
Stolen Memories
Irene could not stop staring at the large envelope she held in her trembling hands. She had to find the courage to open it. She needed to know what was inside. Yet, she was terrified of the old memories she worked so hard to push into the deepest corners of her consciousness. They would bring back the demons, and she was too old to fight them again.
By Lydia K5 years ago in Humans
LIFE found in DEATH...
"if she is doing something you do not like, leave her", The last words that were spoken to Rick, before his father passed on from a sudden heart attack at 64. Did his knuckle-headed son listen to his father? A simple answer would be, NO! A couple of months later Rick chose to marry the same woman that his father warned him would not be a great choice for a long comfortable relationship. We could go on to the specifics of what occurred with Rick and his wife but it will just be the same ole' story we see played out on the LIFETIME channel on TV with just different characters. The courtship lasted a year and the engagement lasted 2 years; but the actual union under God only could fake it exactly 6 months, 3 days, and 5 hours.
By Sun Moon Hazard5 years ago in Humans
The Message
The Message By CJ Joseph It’s hard to say why I noticed him, he wasn’t particularly handsome or odd in any way that would make one take notice, except for his scribbling.
By Charlene Joseph5 years ago in Humans
Hell's Headquarters According to Henry
"Hmph," Wilma grunted, nimbly looping yarn around a crochet needle. She dropped the beginnings of a potholder in her lap and fumbled for the remote. Each station broadcasted the President's special appeal to support healthcare reform. "Hmph," she griped again, "politicians."
By Bryan R..5 years ago in Humans
A TABLE 2 BE SEATED
The doors open to the privileged. The voices that were once in conversations has become silent. The host seem to ignore me, but I am not truly invisible. I know I am not. I can clearly see I am in view of their eyes. I am waiting to be seated. I know there is a place for me. I do see an empty table. I know I belong. I feel that I belong right here. Right now, still awaiting to be seated. The host has gone to help others, still I see an empty table. The host is now coming towards me. I am feeling excited. I am going to be seated. I stand up with a smile on my face waiting to follow the host back to that empty table to be seated. It seems like I wasn’t the reason for the smile. It was a couple behind me. The host tells them their reservations is ready. Still, I see an empty table, waiting to be seated. Waiting to breathe, life in its patience that I wasn’t invisible at all. I was showing resiliency waiting for this day. It had shown me in the face of what use to be fear. Is courage. Change is not something different. Change is doing something difficult. It is not how long would I wait for that empty table but how long would I wait to have that unconfutable conversation at the table, waiting to be seated.
By RAZE 5 years ago in Humans