Humanity Now
It's just a log blog about things that happen in my life, your life, and everyone around the world. I'm a Sociologist in the making and I have unique ways of looking at the world and coming to an understanding of it. I'm hoping to share that with you. As you all enlighten me with your photos and words I can only hope to do the same with mine.
Ever Feel Like This?
Schoolwork is driving me nuts right now! It’s a love hate relationship as of now. Damn procrastination!
I told myself that this week I’m turning it around and hope to feel like this
by the end of the week.
If God is a reflection of our Society then we can only worship what we create.
That Four Lettered Word
One Aspect of Love is wanting the best out of life for someone OTHER than yourself.
Almost killed a dog today :-( Definitely the closest I have ever come. Good thing I wasn’t texting!
You have me! :-) (or your blanky cuz it’s pretty comfy)
I wish I had some one to cuddle with. It’s too damn cold.
You’re probably still at school, but I hope you got home safe and I really hope to see you soon! <3
(via tearupyourphotos)
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The Homeless
abandoned, banished, deported, derelict, desolate, destitute, disinherited, displaced, dispossessed, down-and-out, estranged, exiled, forlorn, forsaken, friendless, houseless, itinerant, outcast, refugee, uncared-for, unhoused, unsettled, unwelcome, vagabond, vagrant, wandering, without a roof.
These are all several definitions you can find to describe “homeless” people. It always strikes me as odd the way we can look at homeless people and think of these various ways in which they are existing.
My buddies and I were outside of Pinks last night in Los Angeles and just as we were about to leave this homeless person approached us and gave us a proposition. He would sing for us and depending on whether or not we enjoyed it we could bestow upon him a gift. He sang us a Temptations tune (ain’t to proud to beg) and it was wonderful because we could tell he poured everything he had into that performance. He told us to use the gifts God has given us to make the world a better place, and said that even though he’s homeless he feels blessed to be able to perform for people and make a living out of it.
It just made me think of all the worthless art and music we are forced to listen to and how Octave Fellow Soul (the homeless man’s name) gave us one to remember while I’m still trying to forget the crap I heard on the radio today.
Love is fuckin’ great :-)
I have to say I felt like this guy yesterday when I was hangin’ out with my girlfriend. A lot of people say being in a relationship is like being held down or in a cage, but I don’t think I’ve ever felt this free before.
I don’t know what the hell I’m doing on here
I have no idea what I’m doing on here. I am completely inept when it comes to social networking websites. I’m going to try it out because I’m a sociology major and I guess I should become accustomed to all the ways in which people interact and draw meanings from those interactions.
P.S.: I’ll try not to make an ass of myself on here honey :-)
Sometimes, you just have to get even.
I’d have to say that I don’t agree (just puttin’ my two cents in) from what I’ve learned the kinder you are to them the more confused they become and the less fucked up they will be. I never try to play into the negativity others project because they only want you down on their level. I’m too happy to be fucked up.
