Humanity

Hello all,

I have been introduced indirectly to a small, but very special organization founded in NY, 'The Stranger's Project'.

'The Strangers Project is a series of anonymous journal entries collected from complete strangers. 

Read stories at http://strangersproject.com/'

The description above, is as plucked directly from its Facebook page. 

I don't volunteer for the project, nor am I making money out of advertising. The very reason I am writing about this, is that, I feel an urgency to share what benefits the humanity, to make our society a better place to mingle in. 

As I cautiously read through pages of stories, taking into account every words, meanings, and feelings conveyed, I was mesmerized, not actually knowing by what. I've came very early to understand that everyone here on Earth live a different life. However, this project injected me with wonders and I was oddly overwhelmed, knowing I am the kind of person who does not bother much with what goes around and comes around. 

There are people living dramatic lives like normal; Birth and death, illness and health, what are given and taken away in a blink of an eye.That really makes me remorseful. I am a healthy girl, 20 years old, having a happy family, friends and connections. But sometimes, we are just so unsatisfied, and we crave every time for more. 

Human are selfish by nature. Because of how great money and materials influence our daily livings (Do not ever deny the social truth), people are inclined to follow the quick pace of advancements. We strive to achieve more in terms of materials, not realizing the warmth that has been slowly dissipating and not being retrieved. Because we fear living in poverty, our humanity is kept ninja-hidden. Eventually, we hid our true selves, wearing a mask, living everyday with a poker face. Is that what we defined as revolution, or could it be only our harsh ignorance? 

Human are scientifically mammals. There is warmth in our blood, as our hearts beat. Our breaths, warm, condensed into a tiny circle of mist, against cold-hard surfaces. Our bodies, warm and giving off heat, because we are considered dead, without body temperature. 

See? We have warmth by nature. We are warm by birth and by creation. We cannot lie anymore to ourselves, hypnotizing, that we are just as cold and as hard as a rock. Of that human are ice cold, that, is not the truth, is it?

Stories from our Strangers

The Stranger's Project 

A little of nothing but may mean something from,

Shae