humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Sex Roles #1: You Are a Straight Male. You Are a Hugger.
This article will be the first of a series. Let me speak for myself only. I’ll be the baseline for this one. I’m a hugger. I wrap my wife in my arms and tell her I love her whenever the mood arises. She would have to be in a receptive mood, of course, but if she is ... watch out. I’m out for bear as I appreciate her more than I could ever express verbally. And I want her to know.
By Joel Eisenberg8 years ago in Humans
Dude, That’s Not a Brag...
Today in the United States, everything has a label and these labels cause a huge divide among us as a society. It’s getting harder to have personal conversations at work or school without conflict, especially after the recent Trump win. These labels immediately cause conflict...a man mentions hunting and suddenly he is racist, a woman down the hall is gay so she must love Hillary and disrespect the troops. These claims are simply not true! What ever happened to being judged by our individual merit, work ethic, and character? We seem to prejudge people so we can become pleasantly surprised when they don’t disappoint us, but are we so weak that we must protect ourselves in this way? There is a better solution: make friends with everyone, but lead by example.
By Chris Alvis8 years ago in Humans
The Reason Why You Hate Me Being Black
From the beginning of dawn we were picked on, talked about, de-valued, hated, treated un-fairly...the list most definitely goes on. However, it didn't stop us. In fact, it made others think of different ways to tear us down and also apart.
By Nair Rodrigues8 years ago in Humans
Better to Have Lived Than to Have Done Nothing
I never thought something like this could happen to me. I'm a confident person, someone who does not fear death. I've been through hell and back; therefore what could be worse in life than that? Until I met her, that is.
By Daniel Trujillo Teran8 years ago in Humans
Untitled Chapters 3 & 4
Chapter Three The rest of the day kind of flew by, which I was very grateful for. I rushed home as always, just so I could be in the comfort of my own room. Like always as soon as I get home I am forced to socialize with my mother and father. Don’t get me wrong, I love them more than anything on this earth, but they always ask the same questions and I always give them the same answers. I think they are hoping one day I will come home and tell them it’s all been fake this entire time, and that I made it all up in my head. But it’s never going to happen that way. Same shit different day is what I always say.
By Bobbi Combs8 years ago in Humans
Missing
I don't quite know where else to start other than... I miss you. You were a piece of my heart that seemed to chip off and disappear. I feel irritated by your absence, I'm not quite sure what to do with myself, I don't know whether to hide under the covers and bury myself from the world or keep myself busy to the point of combustion. I never realised how much I needed you until you were gone. I took you for granted and now look where I am.
By Jumbled Order8 years ago in Humans
The Bible Doesn't Make Me Good
Goodness isn't contained within the two covers of the Christian bible. The act of being a good person doesn't belong to any religion. There are both good and bad Christians, just like there are good and bad Muslims, or good and bad Jews, or even good and bad Buddhists. There are simply good and bad people, and the notion that one has to live a life according to the bible if they want to have a meaningful, moral, and good life is lost with me.
By Darien Walsh-Levi8 years ago in Humans
