the sun was rising. I could see it from my window, casting shadows over my fingers as they hovered above the keyboard. I sighed; another night of no sleep. I better do well on this damn paper. Such is the life of a college kid.
above all the drama all the negativity and all the things that stand in your way to stop you, overcome all problems illnesses issues and other detriments and be better than thatn, dont let anything stop you from reaching your dreams
There is nothing comparable to the rise and fall of the moon in the south. It’s almost as if you can see that the sun is leaving you, but the moon holds the promise of a clear night full of surprises.
Rise over me is my friend Brandon’s band. I love his music. He reminds me of lots of music I listened together in high school. There is a song called Madi don’t leave me. It sounds like his band. Its my favorite song. Since they use my name and it is spelt my way. I’m pretty sure its written about me. :)
Rise and shine because today’s a new day. Rise above all that threatens to bring you down. Rise with the sun but forget about settling for anywhere but the sky.
I think of music when I hear the word rise. It’s because songs from Seether and Flobots use the word as a symbol to go against your problems and “rise” above.
the sun rises. so does the moon. there are moments in life where opportunities rise and its during these times you should grab any chance you can. because the sun and moon will go down eventually.
The man at the front of the room cried, “Rise up, rise up to Heaven. Repent your evil ways! Repent your vile sins. The only way you can get to Paradise is through me! Give me your tithing, give me your $40 each, and you will perhaps — just perhaps — be washed of your wicked ways!”
“Jeez,” said Randy in the back of the room, “this Bible Belt traffic school is enough to make me never drift through a stop sign again.
“Come on, Zoe, you need to rise to the occasion. Go out there and show ’em what you’re made of.” Dan Robbins smoothed his daughter’s hair away from her face. “I can’t go out there,” she replied tearfully. “I can’t ever show my face again.” “Come on, honey,” he put a finger under her chin and gently nudged until she met his eyes. “You aren’t the first girl to spill Grape punch all over herself on her sixteenth Birthday. And you won’t be the last. Now go out there and show ’em what you’ve got.” “Okay,” she sniffed. “But if even one person mentions the big purple stain down my front, I’m gonna go Carrie on their asses.” “That’s my girl,” he patted her head until her fangs receded and her horns retreated back into her head. “You’re going to be just fine.”
Reminds me of an erection I know that’s weird but hey, I’ve only got like 60 seconds and that’s no time to be classy with! Wow…I still have time…awkward…
He rises in the evenings, after the sun goes down, He’s not a happy or an easy riser, preferring to stay in bed even if he can’t sleep any longer. But once awake, he faces his day. Not necessarily with a smile on his face. He makes his breakfast, and yes, he eats breakfast, and then coffee, and then obviously smokes.
If I could rise to the occasion, it would be a marvel. I think. Actually Iam not sure what that means. does it mean I made it? I am successful? Or is it that I fumbled the “ball” again and have left disappointment in the stands?
Every morning I have to wake up. Arise. Get out of bed, think about what will come of my day. I struggle. I’m scared for the occurances to come. But thats one of the wonders in life I believe. Not knowing what the day holds, but one of the worlds greatest fears as well.
He rose from his bed like a god, like the sun god, like Louis XIV, like a great daffodil on high-speed time lapse, like a glob of yellow flesh jettisoned from the sheets. Damn his jaundice.
He rose without speaking. A rustling of silk robes. He climbed from the box, elevated across three evenly spaced cinder blocks and shaped like a coffin. He climbed out, and he was hunched, standing crouched, almost. And he rose, suddenly, with sickening cracks as his spine aligned itself.
When you rise, it’s like, you know, ascension. You’re going up. There’s no looking back, because it’s all uphill from here… until it’s all downhill… then I guess you’re not rising anymore. Yeah. You’re antirising. That’s it. Descending. People say that like it’s a bad thing.
Waking up in the morning, alone. Not being awaken by an noise or a touch, but simply waking. Opening your rested eyes to the bright, new world. Knowing things have changed while you were dozing. Or changing without sleep, getting up off your knees and moving on. Choosing to forget something that was doing you no good. Just like sleep, it’s refreshing. Gives you a new lease on life. A new beginning. Rising from the ashes, like a phoenix in the night. Rising from the dead, like Jesus in the tomb. Rising can only bring good. There’s no evil in rising.
Rise above the ashes of your life. Know that no matter how bad things are, you can overcome them. Rise like an eagle in flight. Rise like the sun. Rise above and find happiness. Only you can achieve that. No one else.
We watch the sun rise in all its brilliance. Bold and beautiful, it covers the world in magical light. Burning bright and orange, it lets the universe know of its beauty. Warmth makes the day that much better.
i rise at 5:30, alarm clock is buzzing. morning air is crisp and cold against me skin. slip out of the sheets. first sip of strong coffee, start of a new day.
i rise above the horizon which i am tied down to. i find my wings on my ankles and float farther than any other being in this world. i will rise above all this hate and woe and uncertainty. for i rise to happiness. i rise to peace. i rise to freedom.
I can rise above anything. People put me down because of my weight but I don’t let it get to me. I can overcome every obstacle thrown at me no matter what weight I am. My mother raised me to be a strong girl. I know I am smart, and beautiful and I can do whatever I set my mind to. I believe that I can rise above any challenge that comes my way,
Ride against. Against the masses. Against boredom. Against pain. Against all those people who tell you that you can’t. Against mediocrity. Against your inner demons. Against negativity.
Gold Dust Lounge. and shine. propose. get your shit together and make this happen. February next year. Barry goes to LA. Spends a couple of days with his friends. He flies to New Orleans. She flies down from her quaint little harbor city. We get really weird for Mardi Gras. If you want to say no now…
Every morning, I rise out of bed, like a weed poking through the cement walk way leading to your front door. Emo, I know, but it’s how I feel most days. I’m that the thing that gets in your way as your about to go out and live your life. I’m a pain and an eyesore.
rise and shine and make each day an opportunity. soar above the mundane and the sane–live freely. live in the moment. love matters so rise to the challenge: shed selfish desires; give extravagantly. forget about yesterday’s good and tomorrow’s dreams. simply be.
a filament of light rushed in your head
you hear a distant shout yet no one is around
you let it sink in, almost with hesitation
with eyes still closed, came a gasp
alas, a pure air of courage!
oh bless you for your first miracle!
you are bound to make another, RISE!!!!
rise and shine and make each day an opportunity. soar above the mundane and the sane and live freely. live in the moment. shed selfish thoughts; give extravagantly. forget about yesterday’s good and tomorrow’s dreams. simply be.
rise above all things. rise above your fears. rise from reality. rise from your passions. rise from everything negative. rise your heart. rise love. rise above life. rise to conquer. rise to be one. rise to live. rise to remember, rise to forget. rise to make memories. rise to face what is left. rise for you.
rise, children, and show your fathers what you have done
rise, children, and show your mothers what you’ve become
rise, children, and show the world your guns
kill the traitors of reason, the ones who hold you down
The sun began to rise up and over the horizon, and he looked at me. His eyes were fixed on mine, his mouth curled in a smile. I smiled back, my eyes glistening in the sunrise. What I didn’t expect at that moment, was his face leaning towards mine. Suddenly, the world stopped as his lips pressed to mine, sparks flying instantly in my heart. I didn’t want this precious moment to end.
Rise and shine. Do your best with your day. It might be good it might be bad but all you can do is .. just do. Rise up and don’t let people get you down. Don’t worry so much about what other people think. Be you. You are better than you were yesterday. Maybe you feel worse. Who cares. You are amazing and unique. This sounds like a motivational poster. I shouldn’t be trusted to type for 60 seconds. I wonder what I’m going to do tomorrow. Maybe my son will actually take a good nap so I can make his cupcakes. Perhaps they will rise. I like it when cake cooperates and rises. That is a good sign. I’m going to have an amazing day!
above it all, beyond the norm, the tide
I rise to the occasion whenever I can.
I rise when I have fallen.
I ‘rise’ when I am tempted and seduced.
I rise because I can.
I rise.
Have you?
the sun was rising. I could see it from my window, casting shadows over my fingers as they hovered above the keyboard. I sighed; another night of no sleep. I better do well on this damn paper. Such is the life of a college kid.
above all the drama all the negativity and all the things that stand in your way to stop you, overcome all problems illnesses issues and other detriments and be better than thatn, dont let anything stop you from reaching your dreams
There is nothing comparable to the rise and fall of the moon in the south. It’s almost as if you can see that the sun is leaving you, but the moon holds the promise of a clear night full of surprises.
Rise over me is my friend Brandon’s band. I love his music. He reminds me of lots of music I listened together in high school. There is a song called Madi don’t leave me. It sounds like his band. Its my favorite song. Since they use my name and it is spelt my way. I’m pretty sure its written about me. :)
“Rise, now,” the lady commanded. “You have been chosen and named a Raider. Rise, and accept your title and sword.”
I did as she commanded, visibly trembling with anticipation and excitement – and, I’ll admit, a little of nerves.
Rise and shine because today’s a new day. Rise above all that threatens to bring you down. Rise with the sun but forget about settling for anywhere but the sky.
I think of music when I hear the word rise. It’s because songs from Seether and Flobots use the word as a symbol to go against your problems and “rise” above.
the sun rises. so does the moon. there are moments in life where opportunities rise and its during these times you should grab any chance you can. because the sun and moon will go down eventually.
The man at the front of the room cried, “Rise up, rise up to Heaven. Repent your evil ways! Repent your vile sins. The only way you can get to Paradise is through me! Give me your tithing, give me your $40 each, and you will perhaps — just perhaps — be washed of your wicked ways!”
“Jeez,” said Randy in the back of the room, “this Bible Belt traffic school is enough to make me never drift through a stop sign again.
“Come on, Zoe, you need to rise to the occasion. Go out there and show ’em what you’re made of.” Dan Robbins smoothed his daughter’s hair away from her face. “I can’t go out there,” she replied tearfully. “I can’t ever show my face again.” “Come on, honey,” he put a finger under her chin and gently nudged until she met his eyes. “You aren’t the first girl to spill Grape punch all over herself on her sixteenth Birthday. And you won’t be the last. Now go out there and show ’em what you’ve got.” “Okay,” she sniffed. “But if even one person mentions the big purple stain down my front, I’m gonna go Carrie on their asses.” “That’s my girl,” he patted her head until her fangs receded and her horns retreated back into her head. “You’re going to be just fine.”
Reminds me of an erection I know that’s weird but hey, I’ve only got like 60 seconds and that’s no time to be classy with! Wow…I still have time…awkward…
He rises in the evenings, after the sun goes down, He’s not a happy or an easy riser, preferring to stay in bed even if he can’t sleep any longer. But once awake, he faces his day. Not necessarily with a smile on his face. He makes his breakfast, and yes, he eats breakfast, and then coffee, and then obviously smokes.
If I could rise to the occasion, it would be a marvel. I think. Actually Iam not sure what that means. does it mean I made it? I am successful? Or is it that I fumbled the “ball” again and have left disappointment in the stands?
bread. sun um ya church. lies flies cries babies rabies wild animals cheetah rita iced lemonade lemons sour mean bitter biter baby bread
Every morning I have to wake up. Arise. Get out of bed, think about what will come of my day. I struggle. I’m scared for the occurances to come. But thats one of the wonders in life I believe. Not knowing what the day holds, but one of the worlds greatest fears as well.
He rose from his bed like a god, like the sun god, like Louis XIV, like a great daffodil on high-speed time lapse, like a glob of yellow flesh jettisoned from the sheets. Damn his jaundice.
He rose without speaking. A rustling of silk robes. He climbed from the box, elevated across three evenly spaced cinder blocks and shaped like a coffin. He climbed out, and he was hunched, standing crouched, almost. And he rose, suddenly, with sickening cracks as his spine aligned itself.
When you rise, it’s like, you know, ascension. You’re going up. There’s no looking back, because it’s all uphill from here… until it’s all downhill… then I guess you’re not rising anymore. Yeah. You’re antirising. That’s it. Descending. People say that like it’s a bad thing.
Waking up in the morning, alone. Not being awaken by an noise or a touch, but simply waking. Opening your rested eyes to the bright, new world. Knowing things have changed while you were dozing. Or changing without sleep, getting up off your knees and moving on. Choosing to forget something that was doing you no good. Just like sleep, it’s refreshing. Gives you a new lease on life. A new beginning. Rising from the ashes, like a phoenix in the night. Rising from the dead, like Jesus in the tomb. Rising can only bring good. There’s no evil in rising.
Rise above the ashes of your life. Know that no matter how bad things are, you can overcome them. Rise like an eagle in flight. Rise like the sun. Rise above and find happiness. Only you can achieve that. No one else.
We watch the sun rise in all its brilliance. Bold and beautiful, it covers the world in magical light. Burning bright and orange, it lets the universe know of its beauty. Warmth makes the day that much better.
rise. To increase in stature, to increase in level or intensity. to excel upward increasingly.
I could not enter into the tournament. my professionalism did not rise enough for me to be a worthwhile contender.
i rise at 5:30, alarm clock is buzzing. morning air is crisp and cold against me skin. slip out of the sheets. first sip of strong coffee, start of a new day.
zach’s boner. the sun. rise and shine. all rise. rise up. resurrection. rise from the dead.
i rise above the horizon which i am tied down to. i find my wings on my ankles and float farther than any other being in this world. i will rise above all this hate and woe and uncertainty. for i rise to happiness. i rise to peace. i rise to freedom.
sun rise
moon rise
anger rise
company rise
rise in profit
I can rise above anything. People put me down because of my weight but I don’t let it get to me. I can overcome every obstacle thrown at me no matter what weight I am. My mother raised me to be a strong girl. I know I am smart, and beautiful and I can do whatever I set my mind to. I believe that I can rise above any challenge that comes my way,
Ride against. Against the masses. Against boredom. Against pain. Against all those people who tell you that you can’t. Against mediocrity. Against your inner demons. Against negativity.
IM IN A DRUM LINE
AND IM EPIC
AND IM AWESOME
AND IM A FOOTBALL PLAYER
AND IM A WRESTLER
AND IM A TRACK STAR
AND I HAVE A AWESOME GIRLFRIEND
Gold Dust Lounge. and shine. propose. get your shit together and make this happen. February next year. Barry goes to LA. Spends a couple of days with his friends. He flies to New Orleans. She flies down from her quaint little harbor city. We get really weird for Mardi Gras. If you want to say no now…
Every morning, I rise out of bed, like a weed poking through the cement walk way leading to your front door. Emo, I know, but it’s how I feel most days. I’m that the thing that gets in your way as your about to go out and live your life. I’m a pain and an eyesore.
rise and shine and make each day an opportunity. soar above the mundane and the sane–live freely. live in the moment. love matters so rise to the challenge: shed selfish desires; give extravagantly. forget about yesterday’s good and tomorrow’s dreams. simply be.
a filament of light rushed in your head
you hear a distant shout yet no one is around
you let it sink in, almost with hesitation
with eyes still closed, came a gasp
alas, a pure air of courage!
oh bless you for your first miracle!
you are bound to make another, RISE!!!!
rise and shine and make each day an opportunity. soar above the mundane and the sane and live freely. live in the moment. shed selfish thoughts; give extravagantly. forget about yesterday’s good and tomorrow’s dreams. simply be.
rise above all things. rise above your fears. rise from reality. rise from your passions. rise from everything negative. rise your heart. rise love. rise above life. rise to conquer. rise to be one. rise to live. rise to remember, rise to forget. rise to make memories. rise to face what is left. rise for you.
rise, children, and show your fathers what you have done
rise, children, and show your mothers what you’ve become
rise, children, and show the world your guns
kill the traitors of reason, the ones who hold you down
The sun began to rise up and over the horizon, and he looked at me. His eyes were fixed on mine, his mouth curled in a smile. I smiled back, my eyes glistening in the sunrise. What I didn’t expect at that moment, was his face leaning towards mine. Suddenly, the world stopped as his lips pressed to mine, sparks flying instantly in my heart. I didn’t want this precious moment to end.
Rise and shine. Do your best with your day. It might be good it might be bad but all you can do is .. just do. Rise up and don’t let people get you down. Don’t worry so much about what other people think. Be you. You are better than you were yesterday. Maybe you feel worse. Who cares. You are amazing and unique. This sounds like a motivational poster. I shouldn’t be trusted to type for 60 seconds. I wonder what I’m going to do tomorrow. Maybe my son will actually take a good nap so I can make his cupcakes. Perhaps they will rise. I like it when cake cooperates and rises. That is a good sign. I’m going to have an amazing day!