Ali Ryerse
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Instagram: alirye.
Read on and entertain yourself with my life stories, poems, and opinions of the world.
Stories (19/0)
Scene 18
To canvass what must not be dared finds you in a corner—no reliance on the obvious or for what we know is right, sadly. Whether you know the exact right call to action, falling back on the chair knowing opportunity prevails after a touch of hard work and intelligence was soothing. Honorable it be for such opportunity of advancement, you have no choice but to feel grateful. Very fruitful your attempts if failed sometimes appeared to be no accident, and that is where one starts to think, freely. Bees taking their own and showing them how to make honey instead of instinct guiding them was highly frowned upon among the rest of the hive. What about authority? Not the worker bees for they are the most honest, shall I dare continue?
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Fiction
Scene 16
Dear Av, I have noticed you've been oh so silent. Your Instagram going white, nowhere to be seen, no calls, no texts, and I have sent many letters that went unnoticed by you. If you wish to end such a long friendship like this, so be it. However, your silence will not be the last word, for I have much to say..
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Confessions
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My observations throughout life on how we behave; everyone is coming from a place rooted in anger, hatred, and spite—similarity in this regard, people's vulgarity towards others is the only thing I know. And the one thing that has never made sense to me was why. We all like to think we are good people and never give malice to someone else on purpose, yet Susan is still gaslighting you. Brian still has never dated anyone weighing over 90 pounds, and Sierra is still bullying you while promoting her love-thy-neighbor poetry. Don't get me wrong, I am no exception.
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Humans
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The debate has been a long one; nature vs. nurture. Which one is responsible? Are they both? Is genetics the real picaroon pathing the way to uncertainty for answers? Moreover, precisely, what are these things responsible for? I believe, it is not who but how. In this blog post, I bring to light some of the heavier questions about brain chemistry, conditioning, and the touch of epigenetics being responsible for who we are, and not something as vague or simple as, nature vs. nurture.
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Psyche
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I can't sleep in recent evenings. I'm up all night, all day. Some days I am anxious and have no idea why, and some days I find myself having a weird feeling with no shaking it and not understanding where it is resonating. The world is burning, and everyone's losing their rights and their minds because everyone has gone too far; I can't help but feel hopeless. We have become so divided in our lives and how we treat people, we've been criminalized for opinions, feelings, constructive criticism and somehow have reached the point where walking on eggshells is a good thing. The how is quite simple, yet everyone ignores it and thinks the solution is the same people causing it. We need to go about it a different way.
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Futurism
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Recently, I have noticed a rise in mental illness diagnosis. Especially in depression, anxiety, and bipolar disorders. When I asked Google what classifies you as having one, all it said was, "Conditions that affect mood, behavior, and thinking are what make up a mental illness disorder." That makes sense, however, I thought there was going to be more to it than that. The denotation to disorder is heavy, and a detriment to our own well-being. Oxford dictionary describes it as this, "--significant difficulty, distress, impairment and/or suffering in a person's daily life." If society was living in a state of impairment, we wouldn't have made it this far.
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Psyche
Scene 11
I often wonder if anyone knows what true love feels like. Is it an idea, a feeling, a place, or even a certain type of person? What makes someone fall in love? In my experience, I have noticed "true love" for me is brain chemistry. It's the emotional level of understanding who someone is. When I have felt love the strongest, it was always with people who wanted to understand how to love me. Someone who possessed the willingness because they truly wanted to and in turn I truly loved them.
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Confessions
"Hiraeth"
"Hiraeth" - Longing, yearning, wanting a home that does not exist. I know a lot of us who are constant travelers may hold this word close to heart. We know what it's like to experience a magnificent place, but want to leave in search for the next spot too soon. I like to think our souls are dragging our vessels for their own agenda from that reason alone. It was always the pull I felt from my inner-self, telling me, "It's time," every single time I made a decision with a better outcome. Along the way I finally understood the meaning of, "Home is what you make it," and I developed a new sense of independence that went way beyond just moving out of my parents house. I like to think this journey of Hiraeth is better achieved alone, for so many reasons.
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Motivation
Why Are You So Mean?
As humans, it is almost impossible to withhold a first judgement on someone. It's something our brains do automatically from years of conditioning and influence, that we look at someone and within seconds we think we have them all figured out. And unfortunately for most, that first judgement that could be completely false, is the only thing they will associate you with and cancel you for on arrival. I was homeschooled for the first half of my youth, and you would have thought that that flaw would have been dismembered more due to the fact everyone being hippies, peace, love, and everyone wanting best for their kids.
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Humans
Does My Happiness Exist?
I have always wondered while wandering if true happiness exists and if I'll ever find it. As I looked around, keeping to the ground as whispers and experiences poison my naïve view, even the most happy people can be misleading. "Always check on your most happiest friends" seemed to be the thing to believe in to a point I've always caught myself in thought, am I the conditioned one? I never wanted to believe so much I kept pushing forward as if being happy was my only setting, however, ever since I was 6 years old it's never been the case and I have been kidding myself all along.
By Ali Ryerse3 years ago in Motivation
