To be human is to exist in motion: breathing, feeling, learning, and changing. We are born into bodies we did not choose, shaped by families, histories, and landscapes we spend our lives trying to understand. At our core, we are made of the same elements: bone, blood, and water. We laugh, we break, we build.
Humanity is more than biology. It is a story written across continents and centuries. We are thinkers and feelers, artists and laborers, caregivers and fighters. We love deeply, make mistakes, grieve, and begin the cycle over again.
There is no single version of human.
We come in every shape, color, and expression. Some of us speak one or more of the thousands of languages. Some of us do not speak at all. Some of us believe in gods; others believe in science, or silence, or the stars. But every single one of us carries the same truth inside us: the desire to be known, to be safe, and to be free.
Being human means we get things wrong, but it also means we try to make them right. It means we carry each other forward, even when we stumble. And it means that no matter how different we appear, at the beginning and the end we are the same.