Humanity
The other side of fame... Features of exploitation to gain sympathy!
Yesterday Self-esteem had a price, and dignity was a value. Humans had a shelter, they had a “secret” that death was easier to disclose, everyone resorted to his safe corner when the current of days intensified on him, everyone keeps a special part about him that the other does not know about or dare to ask about its details. A black box in which the truth of man is hidden from the merciless looks of the world. The patient waits for his turn in the long examination without telling God’s creation that he is on the doorstep of the doctor, without a “selfie” for him and the medical tests that he takes on the treatment journey. The person who differs does not go out to the world to gain their sympathy The young man practices his childhood as it should be without jumping in time over his age to achieve “views or likes.” Yesterday, the human trade with his presence was not the title of the story.
By Samara Ben4 years ago in Confessions
Life's Purpose
There is no greater purpose in life than to serve others with the natural abilities that we were given at birth. I firmly believe that we all have a perception that can change, not just one person, but many around us that we come into contact with. In my opinion, there is nothing more fulfilling to me than creating something that changes someone else for the better in a split second. I stopped creating things for people because I doubted my ability to do so and the importance of my work:
By Remington Layne4 years ago in Confessions
Fuck or Fight
It just kind of sneaks up on you like a shadow on glass, there and gone, age and change that is. There really isn’t any warning. It’s just kind of happens while we’re not paying attention. We’re usually too busy doing not so important things to realize time is passing us by. I’m pretty sure that aging is the universe’s way of getting even with us for all the aggravation we’ve caused it. Change is its way of shitting on us for having shit all over it. It seems the two like to tag team us while hiding in the same dark recesses of our mind at the most inopportune time. Age and change will steal take whatever it can get, not quite like a gangbang but close enough that you feel as though you’ve been unduly violated when it’s done with you.
By Stephen Conrad4 years ago in Confessions
You Are The Hero Of Your Story. Top Story - January 2022.
Dearest You, The idea of writing to my biggest hero seems quite a daunting task. To whom would I write? The musicians who made life worth living for all those years? The authors who gave me a place to hide when I needed an escape? Those who I created in my mind as to not feel lonely? Who is my biggest hero? And it came to me; you. You are my hero. You, the disjointing, crumbling, soft girl perpetually in shambles. You, the resilient force of nature brought back from the ashes. You, in every shade in between. You, me.
By Shae Moreno4 years ago in Confessions
Park Central Vibes
I’ve had the pleasure of working at several properties in New York City. After a couple of years over at the Doubletree by Hilton Metropolitan, I moved on over to its sister property. The Park Central Hotel, the realest property I have ever worked at and I have plenty of stories to tell!
By The Vibe Podcast 4 years ago in Confessions
Who is sober Brittany
Perhaps some of you wonder what drives a person to addiction and, sure, I could spin you the same old sorry tale; childhood trauma, untreated mental illness, pain over your missing schizoaffective little sister who you failed to help, blah, blah, blah. But what I really want to know is how in the Sam hell does anyone stay sober? Like seriously, reality really and truly blows and there are people out there just coping with it in some sort of healthy and productive manner. That's what's truly mind-boggling to me.
By J.E. McMorris4 years ago in Confessions
COMPLIANCE DOESN'T IMPLICATE FEAR
Is this a horrible time in our human history: a fiction written by science to scare us all, or it's actual reality? Seeing billions of people from New York to Peking wearing masks that make breathing hard even for children, it's heartbreaking. Doom has descended upon us: we are a rebellious human race, denying the consequences of our actions, feeding on misconceptions about the vaccination meant to save lives, not to spread misinformation by fanatics and fools who have caused extensive damage to fallacious minds. I didn't resist the vax, as as a matter of fact, I was one of the first participants in line at the mass vaccination facility at the Aquaduct Race Track in Ozone Park, Queens, NY.
By Andrew Crisci4 years ago in Confessions
TOMORROW.
2020 was the saddest year of my time here on earth. I may not be an alien to say that nor a hero from a story hahaha." Anyway, I also know I'm not alone either when it comes to having a very sad year. It is throughout years as I became older that I watched from the sidelines even one-year-old me just seeing how our society changed from 911 then getting older to shootings in schools and the list goes on, unfortunately. Yet hey we all have our opinions of the world and the way it is now so you are entitled to your opinions and I am to mine remember we are still human and never to be called indestructible. That is basically saying your GOD. Although we can be strong and wise yet we may not realize sometimes that Life, in general, is what makes us who we are. The rules of society are what build our view. Making us either hateful or grateful in life. Yet you may not make the correct decision when it comes to having a blind eye. It can't even tell you a view of yourself or how you see people. I believe that we are in control of some things here. You see I have a big heart and sometimes that can be deadly in our world now yet I intend to do what I can when I see the homeless and people who can't fight for themselves. So my new year's resolution is to give more but when I do go out my way here is a short story of how my life changed and that made me not see the world with much hatred. Yet making me see that people, in general, are just trying to live life as well. I was 10 when I started stealing with my friends 2 years older than me and encouraged me telling me that I should and that I am young and so they will let me go.
By Jewel Medina4 years ago in Confessions
Dream Journal Entry #6: Ancient Creatures and Piles of Alligators
After feeding the cats, feeding my sourdough starter, doing some yoga, and writing some emails, I've decided to attempt to remember the dream I had last night. There are only a couple of parts that I remember because, well, I waited too long to get to this piece.
By Andrea Lawrence4 years ago in Confessions
