Ishema Museum

What if it stops? For normal people, it's like losing twice, but for a storyteller, it's not just a loss—it's the birth of art. I saw this flower, older than me. Wow, I liked it. I liked her life, not because it's special, but because of the heart of the flower compared to its surroundings. But I'm sad that it can't be mine and isn't open to me. It is always covered by petals; I can't see what's inside. And sometimes, especially these days, we don't agree on sseveral things! So the question is: it's been 3 years. What if I choose to stop it because it can't be mine? It has others who are more familiar with her for 3 years  and better suited to her than I am. Well, I was lucky to be an artist, as I see a story in everything. I will go; I will lose it, but I will bring her story to life. I will paint how I saw her. That is what I will gain, and what others will gain to my story. I'm also wondering why artists have lonely lives. I'm ...

Sometimes my heart tells me that I broke her heart, that I didn't fulfill my promise to her. But why do I even think about this? It's because I know she liked me, but I don't know if she loved me. Still, it's hard to understand why she wanted me to be with her. For me, it was because she was the girl I was spending a lot of time with, communicating every evening. I started to develop love in our friendship because I thought she was the one for me. Oh, how sweet it is to have someone who communicates with you, who texts first, who seeks your attention without you having to beg for their time! Mia was a good girl... but as long as she showed me that we could be close friends, my love for her grew too. But she kept her distance—it was all through text. She wouldn't let me see her. I only saw her once, and after that, she didn't allow me to see her again. Eventually, I grew tired of that, plus other challenges in my life were weighing me down. My projects were faili...

Contents: I. Introduction II. Human Intelligence and its Limitations III.  Parallels Between Humans and Chimpanzees IV . How Beliefs, Traditions, and Social Constructs Shape Our Understanding of the Universe V. How Shifting Focus From Earth-centric Matters Led to Scientific Advancements and Curiosity VI. Conclusion Please note that while I was writing this article , my younger sister expressed dissatisfaction with the way I named this article by mentioning "God" However, what I intend to convey is how beings or creatures with advanced knowledge and understanding of the universe perceive human behavior in the world.

  In the vast expanse of space, I float alone, No other human near, I am on my own. Lost on a mission to research black holes and time, I feel the weight of loneliness, a heavy climb. On Earth, you say you don't need a partner to survive, Yet with friends and family, you feel alive. But here in space, with no one in sight, I long for a companion to share my plight. No other human here, just me in sight, I feel the weight of being alone at night. For me, a partner is a vital human need, To share my journey, and my dreams to feed. You say God created you as gay or lesbian, But in space, I see why a man and woman were chosen. To continue life, to have children for every season, A second human, different sex, for a meaningful reason. You say you can't love someone of different religion, But in space, it's a different vision. What matters is the presence of a soul, Not what religion can divide and control. You say you can't marry someone of a different race, But in space, sk...

  A missed chance at love, Regret lingers in my heart. A girl with glasses and a smile, But I passed by without a start. Her welcome smile, a sign to speak, But my shyness held me back. Now she's gone, a chance missed, Leaving my heart off track. Does she think of me, I wonder? Does she regret not saying hi? Perhaps she's as shy as I am, Leaving us both wondering why. A mistake we made, a lesson learned, That chances come just once. Will we cross paths again in life, Or forever remain as lovesick stunts? If fate brings us together once more, I vow to speak without delay. For a missed chance at love, Is a heavy price to pay.

 Day 1 Sunshine Day one without you, afraid My soul's missing vitamin D, dismayed Chronic illnesses await me, unafraid But you told me we're connected, hope conveyed Your "Hi" was the sunrise, so bright "Good night" the sunset, a peaceful sight Other girls are like artificial light, meaningless despite Your shine captivated my soul's heart, a guiding light No more osteomalacia, you're all I need Good Energy, Motivation, hope, and happiness indeed Like a tree ready to blossom, I'll succeed With you behind me, even in the bad season, I won't recede May God bless our friendship, pure and true Our souls intertwined, forever anew Day one without you, but I won't be blue For I know our connection will always ensue.