humanity

Humanity begins at home.

The Space Between Noticing
The city woke up loudly, but Jonah always noticed the silence first. It lived in the early hours, tucked between the hum of traffic and the clatter of metal gates opening for business. It lingered in the spaces most people rushed through without a second thought. Jonah didn’t rush. He never had.
By Yasir khan3 months ago in Families
How Growing Up Through a Stereo Shaped Me.
Nintendo Game Boys, Veggie Tales, and the original Wii. These are just some things I remember from my childhood. A boy is looking out the window, letting the wind run through his hair as he leans out the window. That’s my oldest brother, we’ll call him Wiz. Adjacent to him, we have a bald baby playing with a Larry-Boy, affectionately called “Toilet Man” (Veggie Tales) action figure; that’s my older brother Bud. We’re a year apart. Then there’s my sisters, Pat and Kay, kind of quiet souls, but the radio is playing, so there’s some life in them.
By Samantha3 months ago in Families
Land of the Free
Somewhere between “freedom” and “Wi‑Fi,” America forgot how to rebel. We stopped throwing tea into harbors and started paying subscriptions to our own surveillance. The revolution didn’t end; it just got quiet, replaced by notifications and next‑day delivery. The land of the free grew polite — too polite — learning to mistake convenience for peace, and obedience for order.
By Aja Truth3 months ago in Families
A Toast to the Timed and Tamed
It’s funny how everybody celebrates New Year’s on January 1st, like clockwork — literally. The fireworks go off, champagne pops, resolutions fly, and everyone cheers in submission, believing they’ve begun something new. But if you really think about it, nothing has shifted but the clock’s agreement. Nature doesn’t renew herself in January’s frost. The trees are bare, the ground is sleeping. We start the “new year” when life is still in hibernation — and call that progress.
By Aja Truth3 months ago in Families
The Ghost Job Boycott:
At some point, awareness isn’t enough. Knowing the job market is rigged doesn’t change it. Naming ghost jobs doesn’t stop them. Even venting—no matter how justified—still feeds the same machine if applications keep flowing.
By Aja Truth3 months ago in Families
The Ghost Job Economy:
Let’s stop pretending shareholders are confused, naïve, or “fooled” by today’s job market. They aren’t. They’re the architects of it.
By Aja Truth3 months ago in Families
The Devil, the Mascot:
The devil, as most people imagine him, relies on spectacle. Fire. Brimstone. A red suit stitched together with fear and superstition. He frightens, he threatens, he tempts. He is loud. But in Gnostic thought, the devil is almost quaint—more mascot than mastermind. The real terror lies elsewhere, hidden behind systems, routines, and invisible rulers who do not need pitchforks because they already own the farm.
By Aja Truth3 months ago in Families
A violation is still a violation.
Let’s be clear from the start: **this is not a legal argument.** I do not care how statutes are written, how policies are framed, or which box an institution checks to make itself feel justified. This is a moral argument. And morality doesn’t bend just because a system is uncomfortable with the implications.
By Aja Truth3 months ago in Families
Sex, Love, and the Intelligence That Creates Worlds
There is an intelligence at work long before we call it desire, love, or faith. It decides timing. It governs attraction. It instructs the body how to heal and the soul when to open. Most people encounter it in fragments — during intimacy, moments of clarity, or sudden knowing — without realizing they are brushing against something vast and ordered.
By Aja Truth3 months ago in Families
Gratitude in the wake of loss
As I sit here writing this, I’m still trying to figure out where to begin. These past few days have been heavy...heavier than I expected, especially with the holidays happening around me. My heart has been carrying the weight of losing a family member, a feeling many can relate to. Even though I trust that God is taking care of them, the closeness of their passing has made me think about life in a completely different way.
By Musulyn M (MUSE)3 months ago in Families
The Christmas Hangover
Are you feeling done with Christmas, yet? I've had it with the tinsel, decorations, the food and the presents. The kids are tired and just plain worn out.
By Elizabeth Woods3 months ago in Families
As 2026 Begins, What Do We Choose to Carry Forward?
The beginning of a new year doesn’t arrive with noise, it arrives with space. Even when celebrations fade and routines return, there’s a subtle quiet that follows. A moment where the future hasn’t fully taken shape yet, and the past still lingers close enough to be felt. That space is where reflection lives.
By SoftlyWished3 months ago in Families