It’s amazing how we just come. And that’s it. And no matter what happens to us, we will still be here. And no matter how much we learn, we will always be the same to some extent. Isn’t it beautiful?
Macarena
O nascimento é a origem de tudo. Os rituais de nascimento deveriam ser os mais importantes de todos. É a partir do nascimento que nascem novas esperanças, novos desafios. Devíamos marcar os diversos nascimentos e renascimentos na nossa vida e perceber que somos sempre pessoas diferentes em diferentes períodos enquanto crescemos. Quando olhamos para trás e nos lembramos de nos noutra altura e pensamos sobre o que mudamos, realmente estamos a olhar para outro eu e quem somos agora nasceu depois.
Luis Moura
Ever since my birth, my uncle, the king, has been plotting my death. (If this is already up it’s because i forgot to log in)
Ever since my birth, my uncle, the king, has been plotting my death.
serifina
We emmerge in a sudden environmental change. A moment that breaks the familiar and brings us into a new light. We emmerge crying and uncertain. But there’s nothing to fear. Like all things, we will possess a spark unlike any other and then come to pass. We should relish the moment of birth, of complete and utter newness. It is when we are most alive.
the first glimpse of the world. how beautiful and sad at the same time. Is this really a gain or is it a burden in a world like today. And then you wonder, that if there isnt birth, then there is no change. so birth is important. is it not?
yudi
An unfamiliar blackness covered the empty space, creating a new definition for darkness that the human brain could no way near comprehend in it’s enitirety. However, somewhere amidst the blank darkness, there resided a tiny light; a light that appeared to be no bigger than an eye of a needle, but in fact was bigger than any world humanity would ever come across. The light, without any warning what so ever exploded into a vast and ineffable rainbow, giving birth to new colours and patterns of light that no eye would ever to blessed enough to see again. This was the beggining. This was the big bang.
Jordan
ah. Birth. It happens in so many ways. The birth of my first grandchild, springing from the womb. Then there is the birth to the unknown, like where my heart attack takes me. Both equally exciting, equally frightening.
The day I was born was cold. my mother was expecting me obviously because you can’t live forever in someone’s stomach.. can you imagine that? I wouldn’t want to.. that’s gross I mean eventually you have to come out and breathe! oxygen
Denise
There has to be a reason why children look like aliens for the first year or so after they are born. Even in the womb, when we see ultrasounds, they look like they come from another planet.
Val
Entry into the world, and exit into the next; we are born into death just as into life, and into any new phase of existence. Such were the thoughts of space marine Jack McGrizzledhero as he tore through the alien membrane.
He smiled happily. Look what he had just made! Another creation of purity and light. It slowly opened it’s eyes as it reached up for him. Smiling, he welcomed it.
The idea from birth is that you’re mean to be someone special and amount to something.
Expectations.
Then there’s the idea that people who turn out to be someone else they never planned to be, are probably better off.
Gestation. Period of growth. Period of change. I feel you constantly edging me forward. I feel you constantly shifting. I never feel it stopping. I never feel stagnant anymore.
die geburt bedeutet für mich das erwachen des lebens. es ist aufregend zu sehen, dass das leben so viele wendungen mit sich bringt. so viele etappen. so viele niederschläge, rückschläge, aber auch gewinne und positives. das leben lieben, geschenkt durch die geburt, sollte das motto von jedem sein.
we1rdo
A beginning, creation, like the birth of Stars. It is fascinating how something is created so simply and yet not so simply. The simplicity of the complexity is astounding. And the beauty of the final creation is breathtaking.
She held the baby in her arms. They were true, childbirth was absolute hell. She stared at her baby and frowned at how its nose was far too big for its face. But he looked just like his father. She despised that. She hated how this baby was the reason she had quit school. She silently told herself that she would go to the orphanage and drop him off when she gets out.
birth is just like death. or rather the end of death. people always ask what it’s like to be dead? you’ve been dead for 6 billion years. birth was the end of that. birth’s the end of death. but the beginning of the road to death at the same time. you’ve never been older than you are now.
Jake
how lovely to have a child; such a wonderful gift to cherish. And it’s not the child of humans, but also the birth of a “child” of animals, it is also a miracle, a moment of joy and pure happiness. The ultimate purity comes with birth…
G
babies. baby aythings really. just babies. the idea of new life every few seconds is a pretty good one. unless, of course, you’re Chinese. then you’re not allowed to have more than one. and in that case, thinking about birth is probably not the best idea.
the Chinese pop them out faster than anything i’ve ever seen.
Birth is the most wonderful thing that happens every minute in the world. Just a while ago a friend of mine told me that he and his wife will give birth to a little one. It made me smile. But two days ago he wrote an Email to me and told me about all the things that happend to him and his little family. The little girl was born far too early somewhere between fith and sixth month. She only weighed 635g and need to be specially treated in the hospital. It needed a heart surgery and many other things to help her to stay on earth. But at the time she is just fine but noone knows if she’ll be strong enough to make it through. I do hope so, My thoughts are with her and her parents.
Birth – the most wonderful thing that happened to every single one of us and hopefully to many more people. If you have a spare minute just think of your loved ones and try to imagine what the world would be if noone gave birth to them.
Lisa
His birth was astonishing, if only to himself. Abruptly he was ejected into the cold bright light. The sharpness caused him to cry out in surprise.
Birth is the beginning of life. Birth is good, birth is life. Birth helps us begin. Our birth is the best moment in our lives. Humans live because of birth.
Mil
Birth is an extremely painful ordeal for women, which, in the long run, as a general statement, is highly rewarding
Stephanie
The birth of a righteous nation. Our forefathers, in their all their collective wisdom, created rules that didn’t show much foresight. History has made a mockery of their democracry
Dave
her birth place was a near the dustbin but amazing today she is the CEO of a company. today after a long time she has reemebered that she her birth place was that stingy place but she was proud of herself
the womb. nine months. ripe. out. bloody. wonderful. magnificent. magical. reality. a human. he’s mine. all mine. what do i do with him now? alone.
Hessa
My birthday was a ver good day. If it wasnt for my birthday I wouldnt be here. And my childer wouldnt be here aswell. And future generations. I think the sun shined the day I was born – dont know why, but I think it did.
Janne Persson
Begin from conception, that’s a good way to go. A bottle of blossom hill zinfandel and nothing good on tv. On an old sheepskin rug with yellow stains, that were either there before, came in the ensuing childhood, or arrived at that very moment. That fiery, balls to the wall hella awesome moment. I love my little life.
so ive never been one about internet and blogging and connections and an audfience. and then i make a tumblr. to journal my life but instead i repost photos and want followers. when did recording my thoguhts become about broadcasting my life. but then. whats wrong with being heard. and wanting that.
ramona
Birth. The beginning of life. Where it all begins. And then we live a little. Some good some bad. And then it’s death. Birth. Life. Death. It’s a process we all must go through. It’s inevitable. Birth. Life. Death. No single person can escape this.
Maddi
At birth, you re giving human rights. The rights to breath, run your fingers through you hair. You re on the urge of happiness from the very beginning.
Does birth signify the start of a life? Or is it simply a special, ostentatious mark?
alyssa
It was told that this apparition was apparent.
Its form functioned,
Its essence existed.
And still, at the birth of a new phantasm,
Even the spirit’s sight cannot be described.
It was the birth of a new day – every morning the same she would step outside of her teepee at the crack of dawn and watch the miracle of birth before her eyes as the faded light grew stronger and the bursting of a new day happened. Sometimes it would be in the dramatic winds of the morning or the brightest of sunshine, other times it would be the downpour of morning rain – whatever – it was always wonderful!
Emma Sunerton-Burl
death
kill
ignore
baby
love
die
demolish
end
rise
walk
girls
babies
fun
education
movies
mischief
tender
care
emotions
tears
clothes
dresses
magic
new
stuff
cartoons
amazing
Bharti
My birthday is in less than 24 hours. I’m turning twenty and I feel like its gonna make some profound difference. I know that’s not old but I also feel that its the official end of my childhood since there will no longer be a -teen attached to the end of my age.
Milestones, love, happiness, awesomeness, life, family, my son, our son, the love of one another without talking just looking into his eyes and knowing
Julia
It wasn’t how she had planned this momentous day. The birth of her first child had been scheduled down to the finest detail – the hospital, the music she would listen to as this precious new life emerged blinking and wailing into the world. The smooth-skinned young doctor had leaned over her: ‘Ms Brown? Your baby is showing signs of distress now, we would like to perform a caesarian section’. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be at all!
alison cross
mircle of life and the dad and mom are at the hospital thinking of what to name it and then they find out if its a boy or a girl if they didnt know before and then theyt name it and then they take it home and take it to the room they decorated for it and the parents get to raise thier son or daughter in the house and the room they picked oout and he or she grows uo big and strong and goes off to college and that child gets married also and then gets pregnant and they give birth to a child.
It’s amazing how we just come. And that’s it. And no matter what happens to us, we will still be here. And no matter how much we learn, we will always be the same to some extent. Isn’t it beautiful?
O nascimento é a origem de tudo. Os rituais de nascimento deveriam ser os mais importantes de todos. É a partir do nascimento que nascem novas esperanças, novos desafios. Devíamos marcar os diversos nascimentos e renascimentos na nossa vida e perceber que somos sempre pessoas diferentes em diferentes períodos enquanto crescemos. Quando olhamos para trás e nos lembramos de nos noutra altura e pensamos sobre o que mudamos, realmente estamos a olhar para outro eu e quem somos agora nasceu depois.
Ever since my birth, my uncle, the king, has been plotting my death. (If this is already up it’s because i forgot to log in)
Ever since my birth, my uncle, the king, has been plotting my death.
We emmerge in a sudden environmental change. A moment that breaks the familiar and brings us into a new light. We emmerge crying and uncertain. But there’s nothing to fear. Like all things, we will possess a spark unlike any other and then come to pass. We should relish the moment of birth, of complete and utter newness. It is when we are most alive.
the first glimpse of the world. how beautiful and sad at the same time. Is this really a gain or is it a burden in a world like today. And then you wonder, that if there isnt birth, then there is no change. so birth is important. is it not?
An unfamiliar blackness covered the empty space, creating a new definition for darkness that the human brain could no way near comprehend in it’s enitirety. However, somewhere amidst the blank darkness, there resided a tiny light; a light that appeared to be no bigger than an eye of a needle, but in fact was bigger than any world humanity would ever come across. The light, without any warning what so ever exploded into a vast and ineffable rainbow, giving birth to new colours and patterns of light that no eye would ever to blessed enough to see again. This was the beggining. This was the big bang.
ah. Birth. It happens in so many ways. The birth of my first grandchild, springing from the womb. Then there is the birth to the unknown, like where my heart attack takes me. Both equally exciting, equally frightening.
The day I was born was cold. my mother was expecting me obviously because you can’t live forever in someone’s stomach.. can you imagine that? I wouldn’t want to.. that’s gross I mean eventually you have to come out and breathe! oxygen
There has to be a reason why children look like aliens for the first year or so after they are born. Even in the womb, when we see ultrasounds, they look like they come from another planet.
Entry into the world, and exit into the next; we are born into death just as into life, and into any new phase of existence. Such were the thoughts of space marine Jack McGrizzledhero as he tore through the alien membrane.
He smiled happily. Look what he had just made! Another creation of purity and light. It slowly opened it’s eyes as it reached up for him. Smiling, he welcomed it.
The idea from birth is that you’re mean to be someone special and amount to something.
Expectations.
Then there’s the idea that people who turn out to be someone else they never planned to be, are probably better off.
Gestation. Period of growth. Period of change. I feel you constantly edging me forward. I feel you constantly shifting. I never feel it stopping. I never feel stagnant anymore.
die geburt bedeutet für mich das erwachen des lebens. es ist aufregend zu sehen, dass das leben so viele wendungen mit sich bringt. so viele etappen. so viele niederschläge, rückschläge, aber auch gewinne und positives. das leben lieben, geschenkt durch die geburt, sollte das motto von jedem sein.
A beginning, creation, like the birth of Stars. It is fascinating how something is created so simply and yet not so simply. The simplicity of the complexity is astounding. And the beauty of the final creation is breathtaking.
She held the baby in her arms. They were true, childbirth was absolute hell. She stared at her baby and frowned at how its nose was far too big for its face. But he looked just like his father. She despised that. She hated how this baby was the reason she had quit school. She silently told herself that she would go to the orphanage and drop him off when she gets out.
birth is just like death. or rather the end of death. people always ask what it’s like to be dead? you’ve been dead for 6 billion years. birth was the end of that. birth’s the end of death. but the beginning of the road to death at the same time. you’ve never been older than you are now.
how lovely to have a child; such a wonderful gift to cherish. And it’s not the child of humans, but also the birth of a “child” of animals, it is also a miracle, a moment of joy and pure happiness. The ultimate purity comes with birth…
babies. baby aythings really. just babies. the idea of new life every few seconds is a pretty good one. unless, of course, you’re Chinese. then you’re not allowed to have more than one. and in that case, thinking about birth is probably not the best idea.
the Chinese pop them out faster than anything i’ve ever seen.
Birth is the most wonderful thing that happens every minute in the world. Just a while ago a friend of mine told me that he and his wife will give birth to a little one. It made me smile. But two days ago he wrote an Email to me and told me about all the things that happend to him and his little family. The little girl was born far too early somewhere between fith and sixth month. She only weighed 635g and need to be specially treated in the hospital. It needed a heart surgery and many other things to help her to stay on earth. But at the time she is just fine but noone knows if she’ll be strong enough to make it through. I do hope so, My thoughts are with her and her parents.
Birth – the most wonderful thing that happened to every single one of us and hopefully to many more people. If you have a spare minute just think of your loved ones and try to imagine what the world would be if noone gave birth to them.
His birth was astonishing, if only to himself. Abruptly he was ejected into the cold bright light. The sharpness caused him to cry out in surprise.
Birth is the beginning of life. Birth is good, birth is life. Birth helps us begin. Our birth is the best moment in our lives. Humans live because of birth.
Birth is an extremely painful ordeal for women, which, in the long run, as a general statement, is highly rewarding
The birth of a righteous nation. Our forefathers, in their all their collective wisdom, created rules that didn’t show much foresight. History has made a mockery of their democracry
her birth place was a near the dustbin but amazing today she is the CEO of a company. today after a long time she has reemebered that she her birth place was that stingy place but she was proud of herself
the womb. nine months. ripe. out. bloody. wonderful. magnificent. magical. reality. a human. he’s mine. all mine. what do i do with him now? alone.
My birthday was a ver good day. If it wasnt for my birthday I wouldnt be here. And my childer wouldnt be here aswell. And future generations. I think the sun shined the day I was born – dont know why, but I think it did.
Begin from conception, that’s a good way to go. A bottle of blossom hill zinfandel and nothing good on tv. On an old sheepskin rug with yellow stains, that were either there before, came in the ensuing childhood, or arrived at that very moment. That fiery, balls to the wall hella awesome moment. I love my little life.
so ive never been one about internet and blogging and connections and an audfience. and then i make a tumblr. to journal my life but instead i repost photos and want followers. when did recording my thoguhts become about broadcasting my life. but then. whats wrong with being heard. and wanting that.
Birth. The beginning of life. Where it all begins. And then we live a little. Some good some bad. And then it’s death. Birth. Life. Death. It’s a process we all must go through. It’s inevitable. Birth. Life. Death. No single person can escape this.
At birth, you re giving human rights. The rights to breath, run your fingers through you hair. You re on the urge of happiness from the very beginning.
Does birth signify the start of a life? Or is it simply a special, ostentatious mark?
It was told that this apparition was apparent.
Its form functioned,
Its essence existed.
And still, at the birth of a new phantasm,
Even the spirit’s sight cannot be described.
It was the birth of a new day – every morning the same she would step outside of her teepee at the crack of dawn and watch the miracle of birth before her eyes as the faded light grew stronger and the bursting of a new day happened. Sometimes it would be in the dramatic winds of the morning or the brightest of sunshine, other times it would be the downpour of morning rain – whatever – it was always wonderful!
death
kill
ignore
baby
love
die
demolish
end
rise
walk
girls
babies
fun
education
movies
mischief
tender
care
emotions
tears
clothes
dresses
magic
new
stuff
cartoons
amazing
My birthday is in less than 24 hours. I’m turning twenty and I feel like its gonna make some profound difference. I know that’s not old but I also feel that its the official end of my childhood since there will no longer be a -teen attached to the end of my age.
Milestones, love, happiness, awesomeness, life, family, my son, our son, the love of one another without talking just looking into his eyes and knowing
It wasn’t how she had planned this momentous day. The birth of her first child had been scheduled down to the finest detail – the hospital, the music she would listen to as this precious new life emerged blinking and wailing into the world. The smooth-skinned young doctor had leaned over her: ‘Ms Brown? Your baby is showing signs of distress now, we would like to perform a caesarian section’. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be at all!
mircle of life and the dad and mom are at the hospital thinking of what to name it and then they find out if its a boy or a girl if they didnt know before and then theyt name it and then they take it home and take it to the room they decorated for it and the parents get to raise thier son or daughter in the house and the room they picked oout and he or she grows uo big and strong and goes off to college and that child gets married also and then gets pregnant and they give birth to a child.