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The Contract of Humankind

The very essence of being a part of humankind means that you enter into a kind of social contract, which dictates several significant features, the most important of which centres around the idea that we are all equal.

This contract dictates that you ought to believe that you are no more valuable a person that anyone else; that every single person has the right to pure food and clean water, free of chemicals and contamination; that every being on this planet has the right to basic healthcare, regardless of economic status, colour or belief.

It means you recognize climate change and environmental threat as being not only legitimate, but the single most pressing issue of our time; that every living organism on this planet matters, and is integral and necessary to our survival.

Being a member of humanity means you ought to believe that every single person, male or female, has the right to education, and not one in which history has been rewritten, but one which is inclusive and balanced, and based in indisputable fact.

It means that people are free to believe in, or not believe in, whatever they’d like, so long as those beliefs and non-beliefs are not harmful to fellow humans. Just the same, people are free to love whomever they choose to love, regardless of your personal beliefs.

It means that women, just as men, have ultimate control of their own body and health; and that we all have the right to feel safe in our home, our workplace, or walking alone at night.

Being a part of humankind means we ought to believe that everyone has a right to vote; that people, not money, produce happiness; and that borders do not really exist, rather function to keep people divided and separate.

It is our duty as members of the human race, to stand up to injustice and bigotry, bullying and hatred. We ought to hold tight to the belief that despite what is being shoved down your throat, most people are indeed good, and the world is worthy of being a wonderful place.

These beliefs I hold true, as a member of humankind.

100 Simple Pleasures

Sunflowers

  1. The first BBQ of the season
  2. An acoustic guitar paired with a good voice
  3. The electricity in the air before a thunder storm
  1. The smell of Thanksgiving dinner
  1. Air-drying your hair on a swing in the Summer
  1. A good glass of wine
  1. Old black and white photos
  1. People that say “Good morning.”
  1. A really great documentary
  1. Wind blowing through a willow tree
  1. French fries and gravy
  1. Getting packages in the mail
  1. Bad boys who are secretly good
  1. Big breakfasts
  1. Clever debate
  1. Pretty bras
  1. No one in line at a check-out
  1. Lovely penmanship
  1. Road trips
  1. Spontaneous solo-dance parties
  1. A long, slow movie on a Sunday afternoon
  1. Pecan pie
  1. Hotels with water slides
  1. Kids with manners
  1. Cozy sweaters in the Fall
  1. Songs that remind you of first loves
  1. The colour green
  1. Tiny towns with preserved historical buildings
  1. The sound of pencil on quality paper
  1. Nature programs about sharks or tornadoes
  1. Running into someone, knowing you look good
  1. Friday evenings
  1. Shopping for school supplies
  1. Early September mornings
  1. Going out to eat
  1. Truth
  1. Ancestry
  1. Purple bubble gum
  1. Landscape oil paintings
  1. Falling asleep to the sound of rain
  1. Men with broad shoulders
  1. An Irish accent
  1. Diving into a pool
  1. The smell of Hyacinth at the beginning of Spring
  1. Empty laundry baskets
  1. The feeling of a really great book cover
  1. Live music at little pubs
  1. Morning tea
  1. Grammar nerds
  2. Walking barefoot on soft grass
  1. Old black and white movies to fall asleep to
  1. Nailing a job interview
  1. Walking out of a hair salon with fantastic hair
  1. A Fall fair
  1. Conversations with children
  1. Coming home to a clean house
  1. Receiving packages in the mail
  1. The first roast-beef dinner of the Fall
  1. The opportunity to share a “useless” fact
  1. Falling in love
  1. The smell of asphalt after a summer rain
  1. Big, fluffy snowflakes against a purple sky
  1. Good music around a campfire
  1. A wink from your lover
  1. A baby falling asleep on your chest
  1. Sunrises
  1. People-watching
  1. The first day of school
  1. Silence in the middle of a really hot summer afternoon
  1. Pretty hair
  1. Reality shows featuring competitive cheerleading
  1. Relief from a headache
  1. Riding a bike
  1. Knowing the answer to a really tough question
  2. Funny women
  1. Rainbows
  1. Reading a really great biography
  1. Burying your hands in warm soil
  1. Touring Heritage buildings
  1. Beating a video game
  1. A cute pair of shoes
  1. Driving past a sunflower field
  1. Thought-provoking articles
  1. Dinner parties
  1. A vibrant Fall
  1. The smell of a newborn baby’s head
  1. Artfully-prepared food
  1. Having someone play with your hair
  1. Deep conversation
  1. Dressing up
  1. Waking up refreshed
  1. The first day of Spring that you can leave the house without a coat
  1. Sun-showers
  1. Travelling
  1. Intelligent people
  1. Chocolate-covered almonds
  1. Women with raspy voices
  1. Fresh bedding
  1. The confidence that comes with experience

100. Walking away from the wrong people at just the right time 🙂

One.

Onepic

She loves him still.

Especially in late September when fog hangs thick and low. When she allows herself to indulge in all the memories of what was supposed to be; when she closes her eyes long enough, he is right there with her.

She can’t remember how long ago she lost him, but when she spotted him this evening, everything that ever felt unfinished in her life rose up to face her. He was right there in front of her, slouched over his coffee in the same weighty posture he had before he grew older.

She stood there unmoving, watching him through the coffee shop window. She studied his furrowed brow and the way his lips paused to blow and cool his coffee. People were chattering all around him, but he didn’t seem to notice. He was so far away. Life had hardened his once boyish face, but his eyes were exactly the same.

He looked up as though he was willed to, and caught her staring at him.

Blood rushed up her chest, down her arms and through her fingertips. She lost all ability to breathe and the only thing she could hear was her heart pounding in her ears.

Yes, she loves him still.

Lady

Fat-bottomed girls

Should be making the rockin’ world go ’round

Don’t come nicely ’round here.

Thought you to be the snake, but a snake charmer instead

I’d call you a Godess, if any Goodness came of it

Spewing vitriol and venom

Planting seeds that spread like morning glory

I can’t even remember when friends were here together

I’m so far separated from it.

Feverish with jealously

Scratching at my back door

Longing to taste a piece of my snack,

The tune I hum.

Moaning of unrequited love

And husbands who don’t understand,

And bosses who are unfair

And children who don’t care

And.

And

And.

Stopped listening long ago.

I sit upon the rising sun.

I listen to the arguments in my head

The ones that I’ll forever leave unsaid

Because I’m not the instigator.

And you know that I’m right.

All along.

And now your arms and ammo are laid down

Time to harvest your own crops

Foolish women.

Silly, petty, stupid women.

Throwing missiles aimlessly,

Hoping something, anything would stick

Filling your eyeballs with more hatred than they can bare.

I don’t care for you anymore, Lady.

I’ll light the way gladly

Watch whistling winds and clouds disappear

Your shadowy delusions sink away

You wretched women

Reeking of yearning,

Of daddies who didn’t love enough

Of lovers who will never fill the void.

Sad, sad women.

Encasing yourselves in pity

Bathing in insecurities

Embracing each others’ dark whimsy

I’ve retired my defenses

Taken the stronger course

Suffered blows

But kept my poise.

Is not that bad.

Lady.

Everyone secretly thinks I should get over it.

But I’m not ready to make nice.

Not until you come clean

Fat-bottomed women,

Make my fucking world turn ’round.

After

Compelled by nectar

The words come easier

Eager

The first one I can avoid with gritted teeth,

I can’t say no to the rest.

I follow in the footsteps of all the greats

The ones that are remembered with the best stories

It’s always so bitter after the first

But I’m honest.

Rationalize

Excuse

Walked sorry miles

At the time I didn’t know

I didn’t know there’d be so few chances

It feels like tomorrow is infinite,

But really, someday never comes

There is purpose somewhere out there

Telling me of hope that’s somewhere far away

Where rain falls less.

I see you out there

You were always this enigma

Someone I wanted to know

Someone I needed to understand

But now I know.

This is who were are,

We could take pictures together

Perfect smiles,

Mid-laugh

And you’d tell me finally all I ever wondered

All I ever wanted to heal for my father

All the answers he sought at the bottom of the bottle

All the ache he managed in silence

You’d tell me who we all are.

Give me a bed to lie in

So I can stop chasing.