“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.”
― Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
What does it mean to be human?
By, Lakira Mitchum
With a tiny ounce of hope I asked, myself if I fail so many times does that make me a person, if a woman bleeds after rape is said and done, does that blood remind her offender she is human? Why do humans hate humans and why do we seem to hate being human, Why do they say we are born into sin, while babes are innocent in the eyes of others? My first step was not disgrace in my mother’s eyes back then, but why is it that my first steps in college are so shameful to see, so anxious so tedious. Why is humanity so stuck in the constant reminder of being a cursed humans? “Oh the humanity?!”In my mind, I have this occasional gospel this, sensational fundamental way of thinking that, I will feel human when I begin to feel free to smile, free to speak, free to love, free to move and free to understand myself and others. I am human because I know my blood is inestimable valuable, precious when it flows through my veins. When my DNA is seen as dangerous to others, and sensual to my peers that’s when I know I’m human. My humanity, means I was chosen by Gods, worshiped enough to be created as such. Grateful enough to know I was created by them. My humanity is my, hope for time well spent under the stars and inside the cosmos breathing and speaking with others. I feel pain, I sense worry, I am afraid of something, but there is so much passion in being human, sex has a new meaning, it has some form climax that make us feel so warm, and fuzzy inside; so secular you can taste of the wonderful vibrant and, vivacious pleasure between your toes. I am happy to say”the central nervous system is a God given gift” we call sex physical love.
Being human is Good, and being An animal is instinctively well, animals have the freedom to live without worry of tomorrow’s social status. but without hesitation I can say it’s good to be a sinful human that lives with passion.
My humanity is beautiful yet chaotic.