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A Human. Frightening & Beautiful.
Haah~
Being human doesn't automatically make one a human.
A human becomes real when the vessel holds something more than just flesh and bone: a quiet, shimmering thing called humanity.
To possess it is a blessing.
Yet...how rare it is.
This body... this skin... this vessel,
It can cradle kindness,
or become a home to monsters.
People, when united, can move mountains forged from steel.
Yet the same people, when they stray, can turn blue oceans red.
It's so beautiful, this idea of a human.
And it's so frightening... what a human can become; how it can consume its own kind.
Just loved this. It broke me in silence and rebuilt me in hope.
It reminded me that even if we can't always see it--somewhere in time, somewhere in a memory, somewhere in a crowd, somewhere in the silence, in someone you pass by-- there are still humans...made of humanity.
There are still hearts walking around in human shape.
Being human doesn't automatically make one a human.
A human becomes real when the vessel holds something more than just flesh and bone: a quiet, shimmering thing called humanity.
To possess it is a blessing.
Yet...how rare it is.
This body... this skin... this vessel,
It can cradle kindness,
or become a home to monsters.
People, when united, can move mountains forged from steel.
Yet the same people, when they stray, can turn blue oceans red.
It's so beautiful, this idea of a human.
And it's so frightening... what a human can become; how it can consume its own kind.
Just loved this. It broke me in silence and rebuilt me in hope.
It reminded me that even if we can't always see it--somewhere in time, somewhere in a memory, somewhere in a crowd, somewhere in the silence, in someone you pass by-- there are still humans...made of humanity.
There are still hearts walking around in human shape.
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