What I do in the morning, unfortunately. Something I would rather avoid. I suppose awakening can mean many things. Mostly it is becoming aware of something, yes? I became aware at around 3.30 pm today.
Wenn ich doch nur richtig wach werden könnte. Wach mit einem klaren Kopf und einem Energiestrom, der mich leitet und der mir sagt, “du, der nächste Schritt ist dasunddas”. Statt dessen brummt es in meinem Gehirn, ich kriege die Augen nicht richtig auf. Ich kann nicht mehr schlafen und ich irre ziellos umher.
I think he just experienced some kind of awakening. Probably a shock to his little system, eh! he found out that he might not be the center of the world … what a concept!
awakening happens at any given moment, it allows people to view life on a whole new level. it truley is an incredible experience. sometimes, when youre living for the moment instead of in it.. you forget. you forget who you are, and why you were put on this planet. sometimes, rather than looking out, you have to look in. and although you may have to look deep deep inside, you WILL find your core… your purpose.. your souls intention. to reach this state one must not constantly worry, and should simply relax.. dont look to hard.. because you will then realize how lost you truly are and never again be found. LOVE will lead the way. enjoy life for all that it is and not what you may think it should be.
kristen
I awaken from my dream..
I didn’t know what happened…all i saw was HIM…a shadow in front of a shining light.
If only he knew those were the best 5 seconds of my life.
Vivian
I awaken in the moon light because of my thoughts that kept me up, keeping my eyes wide open and as it got later my mind started opening to. I was fully awakening at what was the start of dawn.
abbey
Waaaaaaah! What a day, you awakened me!!!!!!! I’m fvcking asleep but suddenly you just popped out on my face. :trollface:
I awaken from a deep sleep, like the metamorphosis, Kafka, Cronenburg. I wish there was someone next to me but there isn’t. Sometimes this is more depressing than others. But when she is there; ah, it’s beautiful.
Steven B.
I am awakened to my room mate talking.
Why does she do this?
So much rubbish spills out of her mouth, whining and blubbering.
She does not silence herself.
Mouth will keep running.
Please just put a sock in it.
You make me want to scream.
Is this a phase of me disliking you or will it continue for the next 8 months I am forced to room with you.
Room mates are the disease of the world, the disease!
Someone save me, I may leave my room and go to the nearest public room just to escape her non stop voice.
:)
there’s no more time to sleep. the time is now, waiting to be harnessed. there’s no time but the present. think on your feet. time to get moving, eyes open wide, time to change, evolve.
Michael Lucero
1awakening = after when a known effect nulls into nother gress
Garz
Waking up is a new beginning. New focus new ambition new goals. Refreshed relfect on the dreams of the day and briefly ponder whether they are worth remembering or where they were just a cog in the gears. Focus on the time, set your stress level, shake off the ashes and arise.
peter schalch
Spring time. When the snow starts to melt. When mud squishes through your toes. In Alaska its still cold but you take off your coat anyhow. When it feels as if there isn’t any way you can stay in school for another month.
bella
you awakened me.
i always thought i wanted a certain kind of guy in my life.
but you awakened me to a different kind of thinking.
now all i want if you.
the crazy, funny, wonderful person you are
so unexpected, so not what i wanted
until you awakened me.
sarahkmiec
the harsh wind hit her face as she was thigh deep into the 60 degree ocean. she thought how blue the water looked today as a colossal amount of sea water hurdled forward, pushed and pulled by the constant gravitational pull from the great white giant floating high above her. a breath, a gasp, a pant, a choke. a pull; down this time, ripping her soul in half as she was shoved down into the sand below, making it swirl into a cloud and sting her eyes. her throat burned and she wanted her heart to slow down, but in the panic it only raced faster. she was losing her air and was struggling to find the surface. a riptide hit again and her head whiplashed as a result. her neck made contact with a rusted pipe, snaking its way under the ocean floor. a sudden bolt of electricity shot through her and then nothing. her heart stopped, as did her diaphragm. everything below her slim collar bones ceased to live,
she realized. having no choice but to lie there and stare at the overcast day above her through the waves and the water.
she seemed peaceful, flowing with the tides, her hair swirling around her like a sea plant.
every day i wake up.. nothing new is really learned in that day…im continuously awaiting the day where i will have a final awakening and my eyes will be open to ultimate truth in this crazy world.
tyler
And she knew now that it wouldn’t just be enough to sit and watch the world. Time was hers, and she must use that to her advantage. It was obvious that waiting would do nothing but still her heart… she was much too young for that. It was time to start again.
Kira
My eyes open on Monday and things are clear. Finally.
I can see what’s happening here. I know what Porter is doing, what his father is doing. I can see what Isaac wants and what I want. I know what Holding’s all about and I know how to fix this.
Or, I want to believe I know that last bit. But I don’t.
How anyone could want this as their world, how anyone could think of this to make it happen, is beyond me. I want to understand, but at least now I know more than I did yesterday.
It was like an awakening.
She hadn’t known what she was missing out on in life until she met him.
And he had brought her to life. He had awakened the desire in her to live more, to just live and let live. To be happy.
He had awakened true love within her, love she had thought she had lost forever. He had awakened her, all of her, everything about her.
I had awoken to the sound of an elephant outside my window. As I got up from my slumber I wondered into the grass outside. These blades of earth were some how different. Blue in fact. My body felt weak. . . no free in fact. And The air smelled somewhat different as well; it was almost like a dream.
S. Guilford
I wish I could say I could see any awakening without sitting on the curb and signaling with smoke for love and for hope and for truth.
I light the way at night for all the cars–and pray for one to stop by. I want them to see me, and hold this awakening to save me from a need, a need to pray.
Spaz
“Our full awakening,” he whispered, absent-minded.
I glanced up at him. “What?”
He laughed, lightly, as if at an inside joke with himself. “I don’t know,” he replied. “I think it’s from a book. It sounds like a quote, doesn’t it? Anyway, it just seemed to fit with the morning.”
Megan
I look out my window and see the sun. It’s shining brightly through my curtains and it’s like the first morning of summer. It streams across my blankets and across the room, illuminating the items on my bureau. I take a minute to fully wake up, and then consider my to-do list for the day. Wake up, check. Feel alive… working on it.
Chelsea
Everything was just awakening. The squirrels stirred; the birds fluttered; the flowers opened up. While nature was welcoming the day, people did just the opposite. They closed their shades tight; they hit the snooze button; the burrowed beneath their covers. For some it seemed the great awakening as they welcomed the day, for others it went ignored – at least for another five minutes.
It’s the best feeling in the world, but the worst thing to realize. I haven’t thought of a way to explain it to you, I haven’t thought of the words to explain anything to you. So I am just quiet.
Jacob
A new day, im always happy first thing in the morning. Bight sunshine beams in the window a smile on my face every time. The whole day is mine and its brand new, and full of possiblities.
Crystal Jones
THe Great awakening. It has many meanings depending on the person who is reading it. Awakening to each day is the start of a new journey and the good bye to yesterdays troubles. A second chance for anything in life. A revolution if you will to do what you want in life.
Noni
a realization of a time when your mind is clear. maybe you never had that time in your life before. now is that time. awakening is what our generation needs. to not be asleep….to be awake and alive.
a secret
it cant be felt,
at first,
upon awakening,
that dread of the day,
that dread of not getting enough done,
that dread of having to work out
what to make
for dinner.
Diana
I have never felt more awake since June 16th. It was on June 16th that I saw the goodness of people. This summer you taught me to be awake, you taught me to be alive, you taught me how to live, how to be dangerous. You’ve awakened me to a new world where i’m with you and things are good and what’s right works out most of the time and it’s just so amazing. And It’s because of you that I have never felt more awake. Don’t wake me up; I’m not dreaming.
I have just come to a crossroads and spit my words like blood from my splitting lips to the wind. The day is just now drawing to a close, and I believe that I have made amends. I have been vindicated by His Holy Truth, and just now I realize that the buds of the first fledgling trees are awakening to my image. Bedraggled and Spotted that it is.
awakening, i feel like i need one.
to come out of this dark hole
i have fallen into yet again.
its suffocating,
i can barely breathe
the darkness pressing down
heart racing
body shaking
and something catching in me
a fear
so deep
a questioning
why am i still here?
why…
this is a beautiful novel written by kate chopan. it’s about women, infidelity, and that feeling of a Holly Golightly caged bird singing from the confines of a tender yet suffocating trap.
Awakening from a bad dream, I found myself shut into a small room on the outskirts of town. When I peered out the window, I realized I was thousands of feet up on the air, perhaps on a floating castle or ship. There were no other sounds nearby save for the wind and whistle of sails. Like I was a prisoner on a futuristic pirate ship heading away from civilization.
Belinda Roddie
An awakening cannot be bought. It is a priceless treasure to awake to a new day, a new life, a new dream.
I am awakened by the smell of pancakes being cooked below me in the kitchen by my mother. This life awakens me. It is a gift. Being alive is my awakening. It may seem to not be enough but without that breath to awaken you you wouldn’t be able to enjoy things that matter in life.
Elizabeth
Rise. Rise from the ocean, rise from the tide. Rise from the dusty waters. Your incoherence can be refrigerated, reheated later; for now, tolerate it, burst through surface tension with insolence, and flip the water from your hair.
What I do in the morning, unfortunately. Something I would rather avoid. I suppose awakening can mean many things. Mostly it is becoming aware of something, yes? I became aware at around 3.30 pm today.
Wenn ich doch nur richtig wach werden könnte. Wach mit einem klaren Kopf und einem Energiestrom, der mich leitet und der mir sagt, “du, der nächste Schritt ist dasunddas”. Statt dessen brummt es in meinem Gehirn, ich kriege die Augen nicht richtig auf. Ich kann nicht mehr schlafen und ich irre ziellos umher.
I think he just experienced some kind of awakening. Probably a shock to his little system, eh! he found out that he might not be the center of the world … what a concept!
awakening happens at any given moment, it allows people to view life on a whole new level. it truley is an incredible experience. sometimes, when youre living for the moment instead of in it.. you forget. you forget who you are, and why you were put on this planet. sometimes, rather than looking out, you have to look in. and although you may have to look deep deep inside, you WILL find your core… your purpose.. your souls intention. to reach this state one must not constantly worry, and should simply relax.. dont look to hard.. because you will then realize how lost you truly are and never again be found. LOVE will lead the way. enjoy life for all that it is and not what you may think it should be.
I awaken from my dream..
I didn’t know what happened…all i saw was HIM…a shadow in front of a shining light.
If only he knew those were the best 5 seconds of my life.
I awaken in the moon light because of my thoughts that kept me up, keeping my eyes wide open and as it got later my mind started opening to. I was fully awakening at what was the start of dawn.
Waaaaaaah! What a day, you awakened me!!!!!!! I’m fvcking asleep but suddenly you just popped out on my face. :trollface:
Awakening is the state of being awakened. Ha! ha! It usually happens every morning. Sometimes it won’t happen because some people don’t usually sleep.
I awaken from a deep sleep, like the metamorphosis, Kafka, Cronenburg. I wish there was someone next to me but there isn’t. Sometimes this is more depressing than others. But when she is there; ah, it’s beautiful.
I am awakened to my room mate talking.
Why does she do this?
So much rubbish spills out of her mouth, whining and blubbering.
She does not silence herself.
Mouth will keep running.
Please just put a sock in it.
You make me want to scream.
Is this a phase of me disliking you or will it continue for the next 8 months I am forced to room with you.
Room mates are the disease of the world, the disease!
Someone save me, I may leave my room and go to the nearest public room just to escape her non stop voice.
there’s no more time to sleep. the time is now, waiting to be harnessed. there’s no time but the present. think on your feet. time to get moving, eyes open wide, time to change, evolve.
1awakening = after when a known effect nulls into nother gress
Waking up is a new beginning. New focus new ambition new goals. Refreshed relfect on the dreams of the day and briefly ponder whether they are worth remembering or where they were just a cog in the gears. Focus on the time, set your stress level, shake off the ashes and arise.
Spring time. When the snow starts to melt. When mud squishes through your toes. In Alaska its still cold but you take off your coat anyhow. When it feels as if there isn’t any way you can stay in school for another month.
you awakened me.
i always thought i wanted a certain kind of guy in my life.
but you awakened me to a different kind of thinking.
now all i want if you.
the crazy, funny, wonderful person you are
so unexpected, so not what i wanted
until you awakened me.
the harsh wind hit her face as she was thigh deep into the 60 degree ocean. she thought how blue the water looked today as a colossal amount of sea water hurdled forward, pushed and pulled by the constant gravitational pull from the great white giant floating high above her. a breath, a gasp, a pant, a choke. a pull; down this time, ripping her soul in half as she was shoved down into the sand below, making it swirl into a cloud and sting her eyes. her throat burned and she wanted her heart to slow down, but in the panic it only raced faster. she was losing her air and was struggling to find the surface. a riptide hit again and her head whiplashed as a result. her neck made contact with a rusted pipe, snaking its way under the ocean floor. a sudden bolt of electricity shot through her and then nothing. her heart stopped, as did her diaphragm. everything below her slim collar bones ceased to live,
she realized. having no choice but to lie there and stare at the overcast day above her through the waves and the water.
she seemed peaceful, flowing with the tides, her hair swirling around her like a sea plant.
every day i wake up.. nothing new is really learned in that day…im continuously awaiting the day where i will have a final awakening and my eyes will be open to ultimate truth in this crazy world.
And she knew now that it wouldn’t just be enough to sit and watch the world. Time was hers, and she must use that to her advantage. It was obvious that waiting would do nothing but still her heart… she was much too young for that. It was time to start again.
My eyes open on Monday and things are clear. Finally.
I can see what’s happening here. I know what Porter is doing, what his father is doing. I can see what Isaac wants and what I want. I know what Holding’s all about and I know how to fix this.
Or, I want to believe I know that last bit. But I don’t.
How anyone could want this as their world, how anyone could think of this to make it happen, is beyond me. I want to understand, but at least now I know more than I did yesterday.
It was like an awakening.
She hadn’t known what she was missing out on in life until she met him.
And he had brought her to life. He had awakened the desire in her to live more, to just live and let live. To be happy.
He had awakened true love within her, love she had thought she had lost forever. He had awakened her, all of her, everything about her.
This is the first time I’m awake at 8 AM. WILLINGLY. I think I’m starting to realize the seriousness of life.Way to go Vic, way to go!
I had awoken to the sound of an elephant outside my window. As I got up from my slumber I wondered into the grass outside. These blades of earth were some how different. Blue in fact. My body felt weak. . . no free in fact. And The air smelled somewhat different as well; it was almost like a dream.
I wish I could say I could see any awakening without sitting on the curb and signaling with smoke for love and for hope and for truth.
I light the way at night for all the cars–and pray for one to stop by. I want them to see me, and hold this awakening to save me from a need, a need to pray.
“Our full awakening,” he whispered, absent-minded.
I glanced up at him. “What?”
He laughed, lightly, as if at an inside joke with himself. “I don’t know,” he replied. “I think it’s from a book. It sounds like a quote, doesn’t it? Anyway, it just seemed to fit with the morning.”
I look out my window and see the sun. It’s shining brightly through my curtains and it’s like the first morning of summer. It streams across my blankets and across the room, illuminating the items on my bureau. I take a minute to fully wake up, and then consider my to-do list for the day. Wake up, check. Feel alive… working on it.
Everything was just awakening. The squirrels stirred; the birds fluttered; the flowers opened up. While nature was welcoming the day, people did just the opposite. They closed their shades tight; they hit the snooze button; the burrowed beneath their covers. For some it seemed the great awakening as they welcomed the day, for others it went ignored – at least for another five minutes.
It’s the best feeling in the world, but the worst thing to realize. I haven’t thought of a way to explain it to you, I haven’t thought of the words to explain anything to you. So I am just quiet.
A new day, im always happy first thing in the morning. Bight sunshine beams in the window a smile on my face every time. The whole day is mine and its brand new, and full of possiblities.
THe Great awakening. It has many meanings depending on the person who is reading it. Awakening to each day is the start of a new journey and the good bye to yesterdays troubles. A second chance for anything in life. A revolution if you will to do what you want in life.
a realization of a time when your mind is clear. maybe you never had that time in your life before. now is that time. awakening is what our generation needs. to not be asleep….to be awake and alive.
it cant be felt,
at first,
upon awakening,
that dread of the day,
that dread of not getting enough done,
that dread of having to work out
what to make
for dinner.
I have never felt more awake since June 16th. It was on June 16th that I saw the goodness of people. This summer you taught me to be awake, you taught me to be alive, you taught me how to live, how to be dangerous. You’ve awakened me to a new world where i’m with you and things are good and what’s right works out most of the time and it’s just so amazing. And It’s because of you that I have never felt more awake. Don’t wake me up; I’m not dreaming.
I have just come to a crossroads and spit my words like blood from my splitting lips to the wind. The day is just now drawing to a close, and I believe that I have made amends. I have been vindicated by His Holy Truth, and just now I realize that the buds of the first fledgling trees are awakening to my image. Bedraggled and Spotted that it is.
awakening, i feel like i need one.
to come out of this dark hole
i have fallen into yet again.
its suffocating,
i can barely breathe
the darkness pressing down
heart racing
body shaking
and something catching in me
a fear
so deep
a questioning
why am i still here?
why…
this is a beautiful novel written by kate chopan. it’s about women, infidelity, and that feeling of a Holly Golightly caged bird singing from the confines of a tender yet suffocating trap.
Squirtle used Bubblebeam!
Squirtle is fast asleep.
Pidgey used Gust. Critical hit!
What should Squirtle do?
Trainer Ben used Awakening on Squirtle! Squirtle woke up!
Awakening from a bad dream, I found myself shut into a small room on the outskirts of town. When I peered out the window, I realized I was thousands of feet up on the air, perhaps on a floating castle or ship. There were no other sounds nearby save for the wind and whistle of sails. Like I was a prisoner on a futuristic pirate ship heading away from civilization.
An awakening cannot be bought. It is a priceless treasure to awake to a new day, a new life, a new dream.
I am awakened by the smell of pancakes being cooked below me in the kitchen by my mother. This life awakens me. It is a gift. Being alive is my awakening. It may seem to not be enough but without that breath to awaken you you wouldn’t be able to enjoy things that matter in life.
Rise. Rise from the ocean, rise from the tide. Rise from the dusty waters. Your incoherence can be refrigerated, reheated later; for now, tolerate it, burst through surface tension with insolence, and flip the water from your hair.