Stream of Consciousness
On the socioeconomics of being humane
The socioeconomics of humanness lies in the beauty of balancing the aspects of togetherness and isolation. In a world where life coincides with the duality of forces, oscillating between the forces of light and dark, beauty and hate, love and hatred, birth and death, humans are the most endearing and detrimental beings ever to exist. The prowess of intellect and communication, with the stellar mind that created the strides of evolution and lapses of civilization, is undeniably the most striking aspect of what makes humans the most resilient beings of them all. Yet we fall into the pits of downfall, where we forget the radiance of hope, the enclasp of a mother’s warmth, the depth of kindness, the trance that we fall into from time to time although harrowing, is what makes us human. We have to go through a phase of failure and aloofness to fully embrace the goodness of bliss and the peonies of gratitude that embellish the strides of our existential realm.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Writers
Getting Clear About Happiness And Life
You are a Badass Deck, by Jen Sincero — It’s time to get mighty clear about what makes you happy and what makes you feel the most alive, and then create it instead of pretending you can’t have it. The cards in this deck were created from a book You Are a Badass: How to Stop Doubting Your Greatness and Start Living an Awesome Life.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Writers
Accidental Writing Similarities
Writing is an art. Within this art, there are so many ways one can express oneself. We live in a society with diverse types of material from every corner of the world and even in the restraints of small groupings of residences and people. However, many writers stick to what they know.
By Snarky Lisaabout a year ago in Writers
What God do you believe in?
By Mauro Mueller / Quantum Dox I believe in this one, unique God who created everything, from what we see to what we cannot see. What we hear and what we feel. And if we were created in His image and likeness, God is not walking around, with legs, arms, jeans and a t-shirt, walking down the street. Nor sitting on a throne, with his staff, as if he were playing chess with humanity, moving the pieces, giving failure to some and success to others, accidents for those who did evil things and deliverance for those who do good deeds. In my simple vision and from what I study, we are similar to Him and it is not that He is equal to us. It must be in our creative mind.
By Quantum Doxabout a year ago in Writers
A Comprehensive Article on the History, Origin, Development, and Types of Ice Cream
A Comprehensive Article on the History, Origin, Development, and Types of Ice Cream Introduction Ice cream is one of the world’s most popular frozen treats, enjoyed by people of all ages. This article explores the fascinating history of ice cream, its evolution from primitive recipes to a global favorite, and the wide variety of flavors and textures available today.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmedabout a year ago in Writers
Sex Trafficking
Let’s stop pretending that we don’t know what’s going on. Sex trafficking isn’t just a hidden underground industry or a distant problem in someone else’s country. It is right here, under our noses, eating away at the lives of millions. And if you’re still living in the blissful illusion that “this doesn’t happen here” or “not in my city,” then you need to wake up. Because it’s happening everywhere, in every corner of the world, in every neighborhoods, and even in places you think are safe.
By Writer Jerlabout a year ago in Writers
Hug an Enemy
After we moved to a new town, my parents had to network with different people to find childcare for us. Prior to that, I had gone to a daycare right by our house as had my sister, but the town that we moved into was forty-five minutes away from that facility, making it too difficult to stay with the same babysitter. This proved to be a difficult task for my parents. Not only were we in school but they also had to worry about making sure they could find someone that could take care of our little brother. Not every babysitter was up for watching three kids, so they went on the hunt for one that was. Ironically for me, the babysitters that they chose were usually two years older than I was. This proved to be both an interesting and somewhat unflattering choice, because I knew that I would end up going to school with the same people that were in charge of caring for me. They went through five different babysitters, but one of those babysitters ended up making a bigger impact on my life than the others. This babysitter only came to watch us once. She was just like the others, two years older than me, and though we got along while she was at my house, years later, she would become my school bully. Now, I don’t exactly blame her for thinking that it was odd that she had to watch a kid that was almost the same age as she was. I thought this was weird too, but I assume there was some kind of law regarding how old you had to be to stay home alone at the time. Eventually, I got to the age that I needed to be at to watch myself and my siblings. I finished elementary school and middle school, and I ended up in high school. I was excited to be a high schooler. That meant that I only had a few more years until I was on my own. I was looking forward to meeting new friends, and I was curious about what classes and activities would be available to me now that I was a little bit older. Nevertheless, I would have never guessed that I would be in the same class as the girl that had babysat me, but to my surprise I was. One day, I walked into my history class only to find the girl that had babysat me, sitting on a back counter with a couple of kids that were in my grade. I didn’t think much of it at first. Sometimes, people had to take different classes, depending on their graduation requirements, and I had gotten along with her back then, so I let her be. Ironically, she didn’t feel the same way as I did. Instead of leaving me along and tending to her studies, she did anything and everything that she could to start a fight with me in front of the class. I was upset about this behavior as I felt that we were old enough to do the things that were required of us in class without this extra bit of chaos, but she wouldn’t stop. She would tease me in the halls. She would call me out in class, and finally, I had enough and decided to call her on her actions. She didn’t back down. It became a back and forth routine between the two of us. She would do something mean to me, I would leave glue under the handle of her locker. She would talk to my classmates about me, I would tell everyone the new nickname I came up with for her. It didn’t stop until she graduated. Fast forward fifteen years later and that girl hadn’t crossed my path or my mind for a while. Then, a news story comes up regarding her family business and a devastating loss. As upset as I was for how she had treated me in high school, I still felt bad for her and her family. They had lost a business that had been passed down through generations of their family, and I really wanted to help. I wrote an article, doing my best to spread the news about the loss and getting the information in front of the eyes of people that didn’t necessarily watch the news. I’m not sure how many people saw my article and were able to help her family, but I did realize that by doing this, I was able to help myself. No longer was I held captive by the memories of my childhood bully. Things had evolved, and I realized that even bullies deserve compassion from time to time.
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogueabout a year ago in Writers
Finding Peace and Happiness in a Chaotic world
In our fast-paced and sometimes chaotic lives, peace and happiness can feel like distant goals. Yet, both are essential to our well-being, helping us live a fulfilled life with purpose and resilience. Achieving peace and happiness isn’t about eliminating stress or avoiding challenges; rather, it’s about cultivating inner calm, gratitude, and joy despite life’s ups and downs.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Writers
