humanity
Mental health is a fundamental right; the future of humanity depends on it.
Where Do We Come From?
WHERE DO HUMANS COME FROM? The world we inhabit today often feels ordinary and familiar. We tend to take for granted the conveniences and comforts that surround us, from readily available food to secure shelter. It's easy to assume that this is simply the natural state of human existence. However, the reality is quite different. The human journey is one of continuous adaptation and transformation, a story that spans millions of years and countless generations.
By Gia Hưng Phùng2 years ago in Psyche
The Broken Mirror
**The Broken Mirror** Lucy had always been a perfectionist. Every aspect of her life had to be immaculate, and she held herself to impossibly high standards. It was her reflection in the mirror that obsessed her the most. She spent hours each day scrutinizing her appearance, fixing the tiniest flaws, and seeking an elusive state of beauty.
By Mr Asraful2 years ago in Psyche
"The Roots and Impact of Narcissism: From Ancient Myth to Psychological Trait"
Long before the era of selfies and social media, the myth of Narcissus, a character from ancient Greek and Roman mythology, shed light on the idea of self-obsession. According to the myth, Narcissus, a handsome young man, wandered in search of love. After rejecting a nymph named Echo, he caught sight of his own reflection in a river and fell in love with it. Unable to tear himself away, he ultimately drowned, and a flower, the Narcissus, marked the spot of his death. This myth captures the essence of narcissism – an excessive and sometimes harmful preoccupation with one's own self.
By Jane Sorochenko2 years ago in Psyche
The Paradox of Self
I reach my grasp towards existence, the solitary thread weaving the tapestry of thought into the essence of self, daring to disrupt its linear course as it engulfs the abstract realm of my captive mind. I force through its resistance, uncaring of its consequences, covidating the separation of body and self. Fully engulfed in a relentless pursuit of connection, I navigate the intricate labyrinth of consciousness, my footsteps echoing through the corridors of introspection. Each thought, each memory, is a potential bridge, a fragile tendril reaching out to touch the vast expanse of my being. I seek not only to understand but to merge with the enigma of self, to unravel the layers of identity that shroud my existence. I delve deeper into this existential voyage, confronted with the myriad facets of my own complexity, each a mirror reflecting a different facet of my soul. The journey exhilarating yet daunting, for I am keenly aware that in my exploration of existence, I am venturing into uncharted depths, where the very boundaries that delineate mind from self become hazy, and the core of my identity remains just as flux as before.
By L.S. Stuart2 years ago in Psyche
