What fuses life together? Is it love? The unseparatable desires that courses through our veins? What fuses us to our shadows and broken places? Shaking out my soul there is enough dirty laundry their fuses to both the good and bad that truth becomes a mess that is impossible to untangle.
The light sparked bright, then went out. I thought, at first, that it was just the lightbulb burning out, but then I looked out onto Los Angeles from my window, and saw that in a single instant, everything had gone dark. Everything. The stars still shone, more brightly than ever I had seen them over L.A., without the light pollution, the sky sprawled like a reflection of the city, if it weren’t dark. Los Angeles with one giant blown fuse, and the night sky. I didn’t think long before I dragged a blanket out to the balcony to lie beneath the stars. They would be gone in the morning, and Los Angeles would continue as if this moment of magic had never occurred.
bombs. Destruction. You light it with fire. Someone with a short fuse. I have a long fuse if that’s the case. Cord string anything can be used to make it.
The lights went out and she looked in the fuse book to realize that she need a new fuse. Where to find fuses? she searched all of the drawers, all were empty. So she sat in the dark, and contemplated.
This term is usually usually used on bombs or things that explode based of fire. On a bomb, or cannon, or whatever, they have little stirings called the fuse. When you light it, it burns the rope down till there’s nothing left, and the bomb blows!
The fuses burned slowly. Too slowly, if anybody had asked him. The anticipation grew as he watched his explosive creation come closer and closer to its real life and death. Funny how the true “life” of a bomb is also the “death” of it. He felt he could relate to the shrapnel waiting to happen on account of that fact.
Fuses can be used in many different sinarios. You can fuss over your looks or clothes, or you can fuss about something you don’t want to do! Fuses is just another way to say “whining” or “complaining” about something.
Some people seem to have short fuses: Whenever they are crossed they blow, just like the breakers in the electric panel, but fuses melt and are useless
when will my fuses go off? what happens when i reach the end of my fuse? and how far long is that spark? am i half way yet? 40/50 years old is generally ‘middle age’, but what if i’ve already passed my middle age?
there was once a giant turtle in the sky he was an insanely cool dude. then one day he met a giant panda bear. they fused together and became jim the cinese panda turtle kung-fu knight. they went and rid the world of all evill
It was a difficult time at the office. The third day in a row that i needed to bring fuses down to the basement. They never tell me what they’re doing or why they need the fuses They always just shoo me away.
The connectors, the spark, the plural of the name of the company where I work. So loaded after 10 years, a melding together (a fusing, as it were) of personal and professional life. I’d like to de-fuse them, separate them, move them apart, maybe sever forever.
When i was a kid i wanted to be a mechanic. I did it mostly out of a desire to break gender norms, and also, sort of stupidly, because my favourite video game character was Keira from Jak and Daxter. I wanted to repair cars. The first time i tried to learn about it, i had a panic attack. Technical terms still sort of creep me out to this day.
The fuses were lit, all they needed was a trigger. She shared one final, brave glance with her lover before her thumb gently increased pressure on the button.
A moment of weighted silence, then…
The lights flickered one and then the room went dark. The wind howled outside as branches brushed against the side of the house. I fumbled my way to the cupboard to where I knew the flashlight was kept. It was empty. Blinding making my way to the breaker box I opened the door, a zillion, unlabeled fuses – I was screwed.
Fuses. I don’t know what fuses are. I’m German, lived here all my live. Here is near Munich and my english is not bad, but what the hell are fuses?
Maybe some sort of dirt or an illness…
i used to watch that tv show fuse all day with my friends when i was in eighth grade. it’s funny, i used to feel so young and i couldn’t wait to grow up and i was in a town i didn’t love and i had such low self-esteem, and now that i look back i want nothing more to go back to that. and just sit. i remember the smell of ariel’s house and man, i just miss it. spending all day there in the summer. sleeping on the trampoline. things were so simple. and we all wanted out so bad. but now i’m here and i want back in.
I guess the whole idea about everyone having a fuse makes sense. Metaphorically, at least. It’s really quite… philosophical. It’s… so fabulous,in everything you can relate it too\o. People, life. We’re all on a fuse and one day the fuse will hit the bomb, and that’s it. That’s all.
i dont know what fuses mean but it feels like a puppys smell . i dont really know what it is im gonna search it. it means sigorta in my languege .. not like a puppy .. i dont know how i thinked that . i think because of the fluffy
these can be found in a plug. Fuses is a plural countable noun. It could also be a verb meaning to bind something together. There are many different uses of the word. It contains just two lll
fuses. collide. bombs. light-bulbs, people. some people just fuses together easily like if you meet someone, you can easily connect and “fuses” with them. but some others, its just full of awkward moments. maybe its just not meant to be.
light switches
brain
thought
creativity
what sparks in our minds at first thought is what we really want
fuses are what connects use. through fuses we connect to each other.
fuses are connected to the dark. for without fuses we wouldn’t be able to connect to the things that mean the most to us.
in liquid memory, our bodies fused together,
a distant memory now you look at another girl, you hold her in your arms and i wonder if she is who you love now am i a memory? while i sit here and dream of you are you happy in her arms? then im glad your happiness gives
me hope to move on.
in my dreams… tell me you love me, just one last time, once more and i will pretend that i am satisfied, once more and i will never dream again, once more and i swear… i will give up.
Fuses are objects that can help run or shut off power supplies. Like in a car or a house.
What fuses life together? Is it love? The unseparatable desires that courses through our veins? What fuses us to our shadows and broken places? Shaking out my soul there is enough dirty laundry their fuses to both the good and bad that truth becomes a mess that is impossible to untangle.
The light sparked bright, then went out. I thought, at first, that it was just the lightbulb burning out, but then I looked out onto Los Angeles from my window, and saw that in a single instant, everything had gone dark. Everything. The stars still shone, more brightly than ever I had seen them over L.A., without the light pollution, the sky sprawled like a reflection of the city, if it weren’t dark. Los Angeles with one giant blown fuse, and the night sky. I didn’t think long before I dragged a blanket out to the balcony to lie beneath the stars. They would be gone in the morning, and Los Angeles would continue as if this moment of magic had never occurred.
bombs. Destruction. You light it with fire. Someone with a short fuse. I have a long fuse if that’s the case. Cord string anything can be used to make it.
The lights went out and she looked in the fuse book to realize that she need a new fuse. Where to find fuses? she searched all of the drawers, all were empty. So she sat in the dark, and contemplated.
This term is usually usually used on bombs or things that explode based of fire. On a bomb, or cannon, or whatever, they have little stirings called the fuse. When you light it, it burns the rope down till there’s nothing left, and the bomb blows!
BBBBOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The fuses burned slowly. Too slowly, if anybody had asked him. The anticipation grew as he watched his explosive creation come closer and closer to its real life and death. Funny how the true “life” of a bomb is also the “death” of it. He felt he could relate to the shrapnel waiting to happen on account of that fact.
The process of conversion of liquid to a solid is called fusion.
Fuses means to join.
A fuse is used in a household circuit.
The first time I tried magik, I blew the fuse in the kitchen. Dad laughed.
Fuses can be used in many different sinarios. You can fuss over your looks or clothes, or you can fuss about something you don’t want to do! Fuses is just another way to say “whining” or “complaining” about something.
Some people seem to have short fuses: Whenever they are crossed they blow, just like the breakers in the electric panel, but fuses melt and are useless
when will my fuses go off? what happens when i reach the end of my fuse? and how far long is that spark? am i half way yet? 40/50 years old is generally ‘middle age’, but what if i’ve already passed my middle age?
there was once a giant turtle in the sky he was an insanely cool dude. then one day he met a giant panda bear. they fused together and became jim the cinese panda turtle kung-fu knight. they went and rid the world of all evill
It was a difficult time at the office. The third day in a row that i needed to bring fuses down to the basement. They never tell me what they’re doing or why they need the fuses They always just shoo me away.
This was yesterday’s inspiration
looking for some motivation
agar fuse udd gaya toh light chali jaati hai! :P when two things fuse they become one.
The connectors, the spark, the plural of the name of the company where I work. So loaded after 10 years, a melding together (a fusing, as it were) of personal and professional life. I’d like to de-fuse them, separate them, move them apart, maybe sever forever.
When i was a kid i wanted to be a mechanic. I did it mostly out of a desire to break gender norms, and also, sort of stupidly, because my favourite video game character was Keira from Jak and Daxter. I wanted to repair cars. The first time i tried to learn about it, i had a panic attack. Technical terms still sort of creep me out to this day.
The fuses were lit, all they needed was a trigger. She shared one final, brave glance with her lover before her thumb gently increased pressure on the button.
A moment of weighted silence, then…
BOOM!!!
spark.
current.
electricity.
reliance.
power.
connect.
fuses.
energy.
The lights flickered one and then the room went dark. The wind howled outside as branches brushed against the side of the house. I fumbled my way to the cupboard to where I knew the flashlight was kept. It was empty. Blinding making my way to the breaker box I opened the door, a zillion, unlabeled fuses – I was screwed.
the fusion of sperm and ovum gives as a kid. nuclear fusion leads to tremendous amount of energy emission. fusion of two genes can cure diseases.
Figures of three trees: always, never, sometimes. Then, one giant explosion of infinity. Where once was a boat.t
Fuses connect
Fuses bind
Fuses improve
Fuses destroy
Fuses create
Fuses restrict
Fuses begin
Fuses end
Fuses lit
Can burn hot and bright
But only for a few moments
Until It’s gone forever
Fuses. I don’t know what fuses are. I’m German, lived here all my live. Here is near Munich and my english is not bad, but what the hell are fuses?
Maybe some sort of dirt or an illness…
mixed feelings that bled together in orange drinks that splash across an empty room with a red mirror on the wall and a ghost in a corner.
electrical fuses? Interestingly boring little devices that constitute a key part of the wring in every home or office.
His fingers were blackened and stung by loose wires and he could not locate any burnt fuses, so he sniffed around for edibles other than coffee.
Was hält uns auf?
Wo ist unsere Sicherheitsleine?
Hält uns jemand fest,
wenn wir fallen?
Oder sind wir ganz auf uns gestellt?
Some are long. Some are short. But eventually when the fuse burns down there’s a tremendous explosion. Light the fuse and accept the consequences.
Fuses…… The memories in our brain are fuses and once one of it is cut that memory is cut… I guess…
i used to watch that tv show fuse all day with my friends when i was in eighth grade. it’s funny, i used to feel so young and i couldn’t wait to grow up and i was in a town i didn’t love and i had such low self-esteem, and now that i look back i want nothing more to go back to that. and just sit. i remember the smell of ariel’s house and man, i just miss it. spending all day there in the summer. sleeping on the trampoline. things were so simple. and we all wanted out so bad. but now i’m here and i want back in.
I guess the whole idea about everyone having a fuse makes sense. Metaphorically, at least. It’s really quite… philosophical. It’s… so fabulous,in everything you can relate it too\o. People, life. We’re all on a fuse and one day the fuse will hit the bomb, and that’s it. That’s all.
i dont know what fuses mean but it feels like a puppys smell . i dont really know what it is im gonna search it. it means sigorta in my languege .. not like a puppy .. i dont know how i thinked that . i think because of the fluffy
flame, tubes, ambition, fast peace, go, run, action, catalyst, red,negative
these can be found in a plug. Fuses is a plural countable noun. It could also be a verb meaning to bind something together. There are many different uses of the word. It contains just two lll
fuses. collide. bombs. light-bulbs, people. some people just fuses together easily like if you meet someone, you can easily connect and “fuses” with them. but some others, its just full of awkward moments. maybe its just not meant to be.
light switches
brain
thought
creativity
what sparks in our minds at first thought is what we really want
fuses are what connects use. through fuses we connect to each other.
fuses are connected to the dark. for without fuses we wouldn’t be able to connect to the things that mean the most to us.
in liquid memory, our bodies fused together,
a distant memory now you look at another girl, you hold her in your arms and i wonder if she is who you love now am i a memory? while i sit here and dream of you are you happy in her arms? then im glad your happiness gives
me hope to move on.
in my dreams… tell me you love me, just one last time, once more and i will pretend that i am satisfied, once more and i will never dream again, once more and i swear… i will give up.