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Epic love stories and relationships as depicted in pop culture, though it rarely turns out like that in real life.
The Racism You’re Not Supposed to Talk About:
For a community that prides itself on rainbows, love, and “chosen family,” the gay world has a very real, very ugly secret: racism is baked into its culture more deeply than most are willing to admit. People love to chant “love is love” at Pride, but scroll through Grindr for five minutes, walk into a club in a major gay city, or look at who gets put on magazine covers, and you’ll see how conditional that love actually is.
By Edwin Betancourt Jr.about a month ago in Humans
The Silent Mercy
In the old city of Damascus, where the sun rose gently over the rooftops and the smell of fresh bread filled the streets, lived a kind butcher named Hazim. He was not rich, and he did not own a big shop. But everyone in the city respected him because of one thing—his gentle heart.
By Ainullah sazo2 months ago in Humans
The Weight of Reality: The Myth of Fairness
1. Fairness Is a Human Fiction Fairness is not a natural law. It is a social illusion created by people who wish to avoid the pain of consequence. Nature operates on cause and effect, not comfort. A storm does not pause for equality. Gravity does not check whether the fall was fair. The universe is perfectly just in one sense only: every action brings a reaction. Fairness, however, is not justice. It is an emotional ideal built by those who want consequence without cost.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast2 months ago in Humans
Is Starbucks Open on Thanksgiving? A Quiet Holiday Story About Comfort, Coffee, and Finding Small Moments of Rest
Thanksgiving carries a mix of warmth and pressure. Some people look forward to the table filled with food, while others feel the weight of travel, family tension, or loneliness that grows louder when the world slows down. In the middle of all that emotion sits one simple question many people ask each year: is Starbucks open on Thanksgiving? It seems small, yet it reflects something deeper. It’s not only about coffee. It’s about having a familiar place when routines fall apart.
By Muqadas khan2 months ago in Humans
The Quiet Magic Behind the Macy’s Parade We Forget to See
The macy’s parade arrives every year with bright colors, floating giants, and the kind of cheerful noise that fills living rooms across the country. But behind the televised smiles, there is a softer story many people never notice. It’s the story of the early mornings, the families who treat it like a tradition stitched into their year, and the quiet feelings the parade stirs even in people who have never stood on a New York sidewalk. For many, it marks the start of winter memories, the comfort of returning home, or the reminder that joy can still appear in the middle of cold streets. This article looks at the parts of the parade we tend to overlook, and why it keeps pulling people back with the same gentle force every November.
By Muqadas khan2 months ago in Humans
The Scrutiny of Ordinary Women
There is a strange shift happening in public spaces that most professionals have avoided naming because everyone seems afraid to speak plainly. Regular women—the ones who do not treat cosmetics as daily armor or make their clothing choices a performance—are now being scanned as if they are something other than women. Many of them are being silently classified as trans or gay before a single word leaves their mouth. This judgment arrives in split-second glances, pacing, and the quiet hesitation of strangers trying to decide what category they think they are looking at.
By Dr. Mozelle Martin | Ink Profiler2 months ago in Humans
Digital Integrity
The Storm Of The Modern World The digital world is both a miracle and a battlefield. It connects people across continents, gives voice to the voiceless, and allows truth to travel farther than any single messenger could reach in a lifetime. Yet it also magnifies pride, anger, and cruelty. What once required courage to say face to face now pours out through keyboards without restraint.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast2 months ago in Humans
The Power of Silence
In a world buzzing with notifications, conversations, constant activity, and endless digital noise, silence has become rare—almost uncomfortable. Many people fear silence because it feels empty or lonely. Yet, silence is not a void. It is a powerful space where the mind breathes, the heart heals, and true understanding begins. Silence is not the absence of sound; it is the presence of clarity.
By darus sahil2 months ago in Humans
A parable . Content Warning.
The devil once convinced me that I was his daughter. I fell into deep self-doubt, diminishing myself worth by using OnlyFans. Later, when I learned I am a child of God I slowly tormented myself and abused my body by using it as an outlet. I was caught in the same cycle, misusing my body and mind through that platform. My pride and lust led me to use OnlyFans to seek approval and sell my body online. But this is not the whole story; it's just the beginning to end that chapter in my life.
By Bri Szumera2 months ago in Humans
The Festival of Unburning
The ritual begins at dusk on the winter solstice, when darkness reaches its deepest point and light prepares to return. Across the North Carolina mountains, in cabins and hollers, around fireplaces and outdoor fire pits, people gather with parchment and pen. They have come to practice what their ancestors understood: that sometimes you must burn something away to make room for transformation.
By Tim Carmichael2 months ago in Humans
Why Your Actions Matter: Addressing Able-Bodied Misuse of Disability Resources
Across airports, stadiums, schools, and city streets, one disturbing pattern repeats itself: nondisabled people using disability accommodations for themselves. They request wheelchairs to skip boarding lines, occupy ADA seating at concerts, park in accessible spaces “just for a minute,” or block ramps with strollers and shopping carts.
By Tracy Stine2 months ago in Humans
MY EYES UP
**My Eyes Up** I used to walk with my eyes down. It wasn’t that I feared the world—at least, that’s what I told myself. It was more that the cracks in the pavement felt predictable. Safe. They didn’t ask anything of me. They didn’t require the vulnerability that comes with meeting another person’s gaze.
By charles chaiko2 months ago in Humans
