I learned about this in Science class, and at first it was a very hard subject to grasp, but i’m getting there and i’m learning more and more about cells and how they work and where they are located and I think I have a real interest in this subject and the uses of cells. I noticed that it has two l’s and I took note of that because it seemed really interesting to me.
i have no words to describe cells. i remember biology, but chemistry is more my thing. i’m also trying desperately not to think, but working on a newspaper staff has taught me that thinking before writing is always best. always. so this is a strange new development for me, trying to write about cells, when i know nothing about them and also can’t write without thinking. my 60 seconds are up.
They split and do things, like many other things, splitting doing their thing. Their own thing not unlike all of us, but splitting? Always trying to be maintaining, joining, crying when we split and break. Must we break? We must. Or we do, anyway.
Cells are multicellullar things that make up all living things. they are the foundation of life. they have different organelles in them such as mitochondria and the nucleus. the nucleus is the center of the cell and contains all the DNA.
Cells are the building blocks of life. They compose everything there is. But they don’t make up love. What matters isn’t that we understand every little microscopic part, but that we find love, and understand and relate to another person.
we’re all made up of cells. it’s the building blocks of life. cells together, her cells, his cells, make something new. that’s a magical thing. my cells want to jump out of my into you. they want to be part of perfection. they go wild at your touch, splitting and dividing making new cells. more and more so there’s more of me to love you.
Long, dirty, grey fingers reaching through the iron ribs, craving searching, wondering. Looking beyond, remembering another place, another existence. Another life.
The cells which lined B block were dark despite the sunlight which leaked through the high windows. Strange sounds carried from the cell nearest to Sara, and despite her better judgment she couldn’t resist a peek inside.
The cells were full of men that looked like every man I had ever dated in my life. How did I get here? The catcalls were frightening. I had never heard such obscene, yet sincere language in my life. Maybe jail wasn’t as bad as they portray it to be on t. v. Who knew?
Robert hooke discovered cells. Science class sucks. Mrs. bastug is a horrible teaher, we learned more about science in math and history than we did IN SCIENCE CLASS. She tells us to read and answerns from the science textbook while she looks at her nails and talks about her children. When somene says that they don’t understand something, she tells them to reread the section or she reads what was written in that particular section in the book. I can’t wait until I go to highschool next year and I won’t have to deal with learning nothing. I might as well of taken an online science class.
Our cells are supposed to replenish every 7 years. Not sure that mine do though. I’m definitely getting older, not younger. Really sucks. I want to order a new batch of cells. Anyone know where I can get some? Youthful cells with lots of energy. Willing to pay top dollar.
Cells in my mind, cells far behind, bee hive cells and sea shells smells, all inside my cellular mind. Cell mates break, cell phones fake, all are just too much to take
The prisoners lined up shoulder to shoulder- their backs pressed against the walls of their grimy cells. The police officer opened the barred door with a resounding buzz.
The prision cells were filled with broken hearts, sad faces, longing souls. The windows shed a pinch of light in the cells, but even that hope could not solve the criminals’ problems. Were they rightly accused? or wrongly accused? I guess we shall never know, unless, they happen to escape alive…
They are what make us us. They are everything we do and everything we are. They can microscopic and build us or they can be large enough to hold whatever our life has come crashing down to. Cells are infinitely possible.
the molecular structure
a simple thing to think about
complex
make my babies pretty
make my husband old
make my veins protrude from my wrists
cells
DNA
genetics
all connect to the death of man
The cells all surrounded the malignancy. Slowly, the virus was devouring the outer shell, slowly infiltrating the perimeter and intrusively so. Before long, there would be nothing left of the once healthy unit.
I can feel it in the very cells of my body. It is the stirring, the vibrating of emotion that rocks every part of my body. It invades my dreams and clouds my daily thoughts. Is it lust? Is it passion? Is it love?
all my brain cells died thinking of what to write about on this word…maybe i have no imagination, or simply because my imaginative cells just died with all the rest too!
She walked down the hall, ignoring the cat calls coming from the cells that lined either side of her. She waited at the end of the hall for the guard to unlock the door that separated her from her father.
these cells are cells which keep me held in my hell but not for long.
along the sound waves of today i travel into inner ears thru brain stems and stones i alone carry the tune.
and with thru these speakers i blaze like heaters, but only as a teacher, enlightening the minds of the sheltered, or taking the youth to find a distant treasure
Single cell organisms deserve more credit. Sure, they only have one cell but a little can go a long way. Cells make up who we are and yet we discriminate against single celled organisms.
They started as they knew — touching and reforming, building upon life and love. Nothing stopped them save hunger, they digested one another in order to grow. Nothing held them save desparation. Nothing stopped them but themselves.
I have blood cells. White and red ones. I think I prefer the red ones because I like the colour red better.
It sounds weird, but then again.. why would I write about cells?
This is weird. But it feels right. haha cells …
Fallen from the grace of our own minds, we fall into self built cells, every lasting eternal debate of if your right or wrong, when you were right and wrong. A cage forever more to fill you with the knowledge of your own power lore. No Keys, No light but time to look into self insight.
the cells in my body were coming closer together than they should have. The doctors didnt have very much faith in my chance in surviving. After the bad crash 2 weeks ago i just havent been the same. When the bruises didnt go away i knew that things werent good.And if my last dying wishes were too see my baby girl live then that would be the only thing i want! , So i guess fate is coming becuase i already see the light.
I learned about this in Science class, and at first it was a very hard subject to grasp, but i’m getting there and i’m learning more and more about cells and how they work and where they are located and I think I have a real interest in this subject and the uses of cells. I noticed that it has two l’s and I took note of that because it seemed really interesting to me.
i have no words to describe cells. i remember biology, but chemistry is more my thing. i’m also trying desperately not to think, but working on a newspaper staff has taught me that thinking before writing is always best. always. so this is a strange new development for me, trying to write about cells, when i know nothing about them and also can’t write without thinking. my 60 seconds are up.
They split and do things, like many other things, splitting doing their thing. Their own thing not unlike all of us, but splitting? Always trying to be maintaining, joining, crying when we split and break. Must we break? We must. Or we do, anyway.
The Ends
Cells are multicellullar things that make up all living things. they are the foundation of life. they have different organelles in them such as mitochondria and the nucleus. the nucleus is the center of the cell and contains all the DNA.
Cells are the building blocks of life. They compose everything there is. But they don’t make up love. What matters isn’t that we understand every little microscopic part, but that we find love, and understand and relate to another person.
we’re all made up of cells. it’s the building blocks of life. cells together, her cells, his cells, make something new. that’s a magical thing. my cells want to jump out of my into you. they want to be part of perfection. they go wild at your touch, splitting and dividing making new cells. more and more so there’s more of me to love you.
Long, dirty, grey fingers reaching through the iron ribs, craving searching, wondering. Looking beyond, remembering another place, another existence. Another life.
The cells which lined B block were dark despite the sunlight which leaked through the high windows. Strange sounds carried from the cell nearest to Sara, and despite her better judgment she couldn’t resist a peek inside.
Cells of prisoners, guilty not guilty they are all crammed in cells tiny disgusting dark cells.
The cells were full of men that looked like every man I had ever dated in my life. How did I get here? The catcalls were frightening. I had never heard such obscene, yet sincere language in my life. Maybe jail wasn’t as bad as they portray it to be on t. v. Who knew?
llamas are made up of cells pretty much everything is made up of cells why is cells a topic i already did this word…
i dont know much about cells but the wprd reminds me of being in grade 11 biology because you know, you learn about cells and stuff but
little blocks of life. mitosis, meiosis, apoptosis.
Robert hooke discovered cells. Science class sucks. Mrs. bastug is a horrible teaher, we learned more about science in math and history than we did IN SCIENCE CLASS. She tells us to read and answerns from the science textbook while she looks at her nails and talks about her children. When somene says that they don’t understand something, she tells them to reread the section or she reads what was written in that particular section in the book. I can’t wait until I go to highschool next year and I won’t have to deal with learning nothing. I might as well of taken an online science class.
Our cells are supposed to replenish every 7 years. Not sure that mine do though. I’m definitely getting older, not younger. Really sucks. I want to order a new batch of cells. Anyone know where I can get some? Youthful cells with lots of energy. Willing to pay top dollar.
All our cells
working together
alone, they are just pieces of a grand machine
together, they are life.
We do not appreciate
their deaths
their sacrifices
and though we are made of them
we do not acknowledge
their power.
Cells in my mind, cells far behind, bee hive cells and sea shells smells, all inside my cellular mind. Cell mates break, cell phones fake, all are just too much to take
The prisoners lined up shoulder to shoulder- their backs pressed against the walls of their grimy cells. The police officer opened the barred door with a resounding buzz.
The prision cells were filled with broken hearts, sad faces, longing souls. The windows shed a pinch of light in the cells, but even that hope could not solve the criminals’ problems. Were they rightly accused? or wrongly accused? I guess we shall never know, unless, they happen to escape alive…
They are what make us us. They are everything we do and everything we are. They can microscopic and build us or they can be large enough to hold whatever our life has come crashing down to. Cells are infinitely possible.
everything is made up of cells, everything. cellular level. your hands, the air, everything you hold close in life, made up of cells.
the molecular structure
a simple thing to think about
complex
make my babies pretty
make my husband old
make my veins protrude from my wrists
cells
DNA
genetics
all connect to the death of man
The cells all surrounded the malignancy. Slowly, the virus was devouring the outer shell, slowly infiltrating the perimeter and intrusively so. Before long, there would be nothing left of the once healthy unit.
I can feel it in the very cells of my body. It is the stirring, the vibrating of emotion that rocks every part of my body. It invades my dreams and clouds my daily thoughts. Is it lust? Is it passion? Is it love?
single, multiple, the beginning of life, the modern type of phone, a word beginning with ‘c’
they had barely passed the water cells when they saw the pms muchlove implode upon itself.
all my brain cells died thinking of what to write about on this word…maybe i have no imagination, or simply because my imaginative cells just died with all the rest too!
She walked down the hall, ignoring the cat calls coming from the cells that lined either side of her. She waited at the end of the hall for the guard to unlock the door that separated her from her father.
these cells are cells which keep me held in my hell but not for long.
along the sound waves of today i travel into inner ears thru brain stems and stones i alone carry the tune.
and with thru these speakers i blaze like heaters, but only as a teacher, enlightening the minds of the sheltered, or taking the youth to find a distant treasure
Single cell organisms deserve more credit. Sure, they only have one cell but a little can go a long way. Cells make up who we are and yet we discriminate against single celled organisms.
They started as they knew — touching and reforming, building upon life and love. Nothing stopped them save hunger, they digested one another in order to grow. Nothing held them save desparation. Nothing stopped them but themselves.
I have blood cells. White and red ones. I think I prefer the red ones because I like the colour red better.
It sounds weird, but then again.. why would I write about cells?
This is weird. But it feels right. haha cells …
i have some spare seconds now…
The mysteries of our anatomy find themselves locked away in cells.
The little internal engines that keep me alive so that I can continue this mirage of having my shit together are called cells.
Cells are blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. TINY.
what the hell . i have no idea what to talk about cells…. life.. millions.you.me.world.everyone.
Fallen from the grace of our own minds, we fall into self built cells, every lasting eternal debate of if your right or wrong, when you were right and wrong. A cage forever more to fill you with the knowledge of your own power lore. No Keys, No light but time to look into self insight.
brain cancerous models diorama science skin everywhere in the body fluid synapses evergoriwng
the cells in my body were coming closer together than they should have. The doctors didnt have very much faith in my chance in surviving. After the bad crash 2 weeks ago i just havent been the same. When the bruises didnt go away i knew that things werent good.And if my last dying wishes were too see my baby girl live then that would be the only thing i want! , So i guess fate is coming becuase i already see the light.
ebroided and embroiled
pulling tugging
coehesion and and glue
separte and together
solid but such a vast void