humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Strangers
Do you ever walk past someone on the street or hear a little snippet of a conversation while sitting in the coffee shop and wonder what their life is like? Imagine if you had the power to know what would happen in their life that day. Would you tell them? Or would you watch on as it all unfolded?
By Rachel Kyeremeh8 years ago in Humans
What Makes Us Human
Picture this: You see a shirt in a store that “looks cool.” Does it look cool just because you are specifically, naturally, without any outside influence, attracted to it, or because society has conditioned you into having a preference toward that type of clothing so as to be more acceptable?
By Ashlynn DiMatteo-Mans8 years ago in Humans
Transcendental
I wonder if people ever step outside of themselves and notice the inconsistencies between their words and their actions. We are all beings of imperfections. Nothing that we say or do will ever be perfect. We strive to achieve perfection in ourselves. Reaching for the best to make even the smallest steps in life seems like an extraordinary accomplishments. There is nothing wrong with reaching for greatness; but we have to remember that perfection is an illusion.
By Santia Desiree'8 years ago in Humans
A Grander View #MyWorstDate
Gold bottles with ace of spades logos sat cozy in buckets of ice on the table. A posh restaurant in Newark, Delaware allowed for the Lady and the Gentleman to enjoy a meal together for the second time. The Lady, redbone with curly blonde hair, wore a plain black dress. The Gentleman, dark-skinned, sported diamond cufflinks and a navy silk suit and tie. From a distance, it would appear as if the couple exchanged sweet nothings and words of affection. This vision veered from what actually occurred.
By Skyler Saunders8 years ago in Humans
It Wasn't As Bad As...
I have never been lucky in love; I chalk it up to mainly something wrong with my face — maybe too big of a nose, or my hair just hates to stay in place despite the constant brushing. Maybe there is something truly wrong with my personality. But whatever it is, the fact remains that I have never been one to dabble in romance.
By Kylie Nebeker8 years ago in Humans
Home
"Home is where the heart is." That was the only lesson I ever retained from my years at Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp. Our instructors were telling us about Chopin, who had grown up in Warsaw but moved to Paris. When he died, his body was buried in Paris, but his heart was buried in Warsaw. I don't know if that fact is true, it's been so long since I last heard it and there's always conflicting information and facts, but that was the only thing I ever remembered from theory class.
By Aven Jensen8 years ago in Humans
In the Blink of an Eye
In the Blink of an Eye. The worst part was how wonderfully the day had started and how great the rest of the day was supposed to be. The whole day had been planned out. It was a beautiful, sunny Wednesday during winter break, and I had plans with my boyfriend, best friend and her boyfriend. Austin, Krissy, Bert and I wanted to have a “couples day.” We went swimming in the morning, then planned to go eat lunch at Taco John's before we went ice skating.
By Jasmine Lass8 years ago in Humans











