carbon fiber. my ex boyfriend’s obsessed with it. on his bike. but he might not be my ex anymore? either way he’s obsessed with carbon fiber because it’s super light. too expensive for my taste though. maybe he just thinks he’s cooler with it.
maggie
As a younger person in a world all anew,
I truly do not know what to do.
I do not know what this word does mean,
To me only a jumble of letters is seen.
Only 12 I may be,
So I must go look in a dictionary.
carbon is in the air
carbon is everywhere
not too good
not too bad
carbon can be really mad
maybe it’s a name
no it’s a gas
carbon…
Corey
Carbon is black. Carbon reminds me of Carbon Dioxide poisoning, which is what my great uncle is dying of in the hospital at this very moment. Carbon reminds me of Chemistry class, which I hate with a passion that burns. Carbon burns in gasoline, and then releases the CFL’s that rip through our already gaping o-zone layer. I don’t know if that’s really true, but that’s what I’ve heard.
Kim
I think of what makes us…us
The universal element…not in the scientific way…but similar.
It’s like the human element that keeps up together, and makes us who we are.
We are all carbon-based lifeforms worth one tiny particle of stardust. But what we forget is that stardust is brilliant and beautiful beyond measure. When you see the sun, do not just see it as a ball of fire. See it as a conglomeration of starpower. The swarming of heat, the black flares in globules. It is a moving energy source that is very alive. Just like we are.
She had no idea what that was supposed to mean. Check the carbon something-or-other? Right. Like she was supposed to know how to do that. If only Jarom were still around…
But that kind of thinking could do nothing for her. He was gone, and that’s all there was to it.
Mercedis
Dioxide
Monoxide
Makes me think of high school chem
Sitting next to rob but not paying attention, because I was watching him draw on his notebook.
He was so talented.
He never knew I existed
Jaime
Carbon slowly enters the earths atmosphere making it just one small particle among many others, could this resemble the way we live? be born into the world as one tiny almost insignificant thing however, like carbon we all hold reason to be here.
Arita
carbon monoxide
filled up the car within seconds and my breathing was cut off.
immediately i thought about the family i was leaving behind, friends.
yesterday i called my mom for the last time and told her I loved her
my thoughts filled up with memories of the past
and it was soon over.
JS Leadbetter
She always knew deep down that she was not like her. Not a carbon copy that everyone presumed her to be. She was just….different. She had something deep in her soul. Peaceful. Loving. Kind.
It’s what makes a pencil. We can write with it. And thus, we can make carbon love, hate, destroy, promise, lie, comfort, despise. What a wonderful life exists for carbon in a pencil. It can do anything, and never take the blame for what has happened, because at the end of the day, it is all your words. Just different specks of carbon.
Carbon is the basis of all life. It creates matter. It holds all things dear to us, creates all that we live in. It’s ubiquitous, everywhere. You can’t hide from carbon. It encapsulates us and contains all that we are. Carbon is us.
Sanjana
carbon is what makes me eat all the colours in the room. it is the reason that christmas is cancelled, and that chinese people invoke a sense of pity deep inside your heart. carbon should be outlawed.
matthew
what can i say about carbon? for one, it’s the building blocks of life. on the other hand, it can be as bad as Death. carbon gives us our poison, lets us create plastics. while, it gives flora all the life and beauty we can ever want.
Carbon dioxide. It keeps my plants alive. Helps them thrive… that and the sun. But alot of it is carbon dioxide. But now there is no more. What is going to happen to us all…. Everything ends today. Or tomorrow… there’s no telling when but it will all end…
what do you call a good French car?…….. carbon!! OK, lousy joke but it’s all that I can think of at the moment. Zee French car, 2CV, neat little runabout that runs on the smell of an oily rag…… great for students who are broke……. Carbon!!
John
i black thing that make fire
do i have to keep writing
it is small people use it to cook… outdoor……….. and …………… there are certain ones that have fuel that come like inside of it already i like those one they cost alot more though
damaris
The beginning of life. The absolute and nothing more. The center of everything. Without such, we wouldn’t be here. It’s unbelievably wonderful.
Joshua James Evans
I use carbon paper to make duplicate, so I don’t have to copy over everything. Carbon Dioxide is in the is air and is dangerous if to much is inhale.
Teresa
I really can’t think of much concerning carbon other than carbon dioxide. Like if you put yourself in a room that was airtight and you breathed up all the air, would your head explode like in Total Recall? That’d be rad.
Keagan Riley
Drifting down to touch the skin of the earth like wandering lint on a freshly washed child, carbon snow, precipitation tainted from the nearby, coughing factory.
Ann
I don’t know exactly how many phrases have this word in them. But one is universal – we are all carbon copies of each other. And it is a lie. What about others?
Carbon is essential to anything being organic in the world; it makes up everything. What makes it interesting is we keep producing more… too much of it. Well CO2 to be specific. We’re destroying ourselves with what we’re made of.
Faythe
science class. sophomore year. what a beautiful time of life. i learned about all sorts of delicious learny-nerdy smarty pants type things. carbon. silicon. periodic tables. etcetera.
these days it’s work for work’s sake and smiles about happy memories. i’ll never learn something i don’t care about again.
Matty M.
Carbon. That’s what her entire life came down to, in the end. She spent her youth gallivanting the earth, plunging her unwanted existence deep into the bowels of the planet, digging in long after she should have gone home.
We are all just bits of Carbon. My cat’s name is also Carbon. Carbon is one of my favorite things.
Sarah
carbon is what makes life what it is. it is what binds organic materials, and is also a great industrial material. it is one of the elements responsible for life.
Hunter
Carbon.
Carbon is the reason why our skies aren’t blue like they used to be.
Carbon is the reason why our air isnt as fresh as we may think it is.
Dakota
carbon monoxide poising was the final reason of death. Why would he do this to us, he would never. I knew him for most of my life. He would never leave like this. It is up to me to find what really happened. I will search for as long as it takes to find the truth. I know this is not the truth. If I must to this alone then so be it. But where to start? I suppose the beginning…
We are all made of carbon apparently. Do not ask me the specifics of this scientific fact. I actually have no clue. We could be made of donkey dung and God’s farts as much as I know. My scientific knowledge is really quite poor. I’m more of a history and English literature girl…
We’re all made of carbon right? It’s the building block element of everything isn’t it. I’m not quite sure, but lets say it is – lets say that that’s what it is.
Everything starts with carbon, and even everything ends it goes into making everything else. Circle of life and all that jazz but it’s nice, it’s nice to think that the parts of me and the parts of you are made from the same thing, we’re cut from the same bone (which incidentally is also made of carbon) and that when I’m over here and you’re over there it’s all just carbon, everything in between is just carbon and I think it makes me feel better because it’s like there isn’t actually 120 miles between us, there aren’t towns and cities and sheep and people and busses and cars.
It’s just carbon
Eva
The rock shone in a way I could not imagine…My eyes, now unveiled could see right inside the huge chunk and inside sat a star. There was nothing I could do but crack it open…with my ultra superhuman powers!
it has been a long time. we used to climb up the mountain: school trips, day trips with my family, visits to friends. we would walk down the path and there it was: the shag were just a couple of people, every year, would make carbon out of the forest.
carbon fiber. my ex boyfriend’s obsessed with it. on his bike. but he might not be my ex anymore? either way he’s obsessed with carbon fiber because it’s super light. too expensive for my taste though. maybe he just thinks he’s cooler with it.
As a younger person in a world all anew,
I truly do not know what to do.
I do not know what this word does mean,
To me only a jumble of letters is seen.
Only 12 I may be,
So I must go look in a dictionary.
A single molecule that rests on a dot, floating in infinite space. Still, make no mistake–I am special.
carbon is in the air
carbon is everywhere
not too good
not too bad
carbon can be really mad
maybe it’s a name
no it’s a gas
carbon…
Carbon is black. Carbon reminds me of Carbon Dioxide poisoning, which is what my great uncle is dying of in the hospital at this very moment. Carbon reminds me of Chemistry class, which I hate with a passion that burns. Carbon burns in gasoline, and then releases the CFL’s that rip through our already gaping o-zone layer. I don’t know if that’s really true, but that’s what I’ve heard.
I think of what makes us…us
The universal element…not in the scientific way…but similar.
It’s like the human element that keeps up together, and makes us who we are.
We are all carbon-based lifeforms worth one tiny particle of stardust. But what we forget is that stardust is brilliant and beautiful beyond measure. When you see the sun, do not just see it as a ball of fire. See it as a conglomeration of starpower. The swarming of heat, the black flares in globules. It is a moving energy source that is very alive. Just like we are.
science class is brutal.
She had no idea what that was supposed to mean. Check the carbon something-or-other? Right. Like she was supposed to know how to do that. If only Jarom were still around…
But that kind of thinking could do nothing for her. He was gone, and that’s all there was to it.
Dioxide
Monoxide
Makes me think of high school chem
Sitting next to rob but not paying attention, because I was watching him draw on his notebook.
He was so talented.
He never knew I existed
Carbon slowly enters the earths atmosphere making it just one small particle among many others, could this resemble the way we live? be born into the world as one tiny almost insignificant thing however, like carbon we all hold reason to be here.
carbon monoxide
filled up the car within seconds and my breathing was cut off.
immediately i thought about the family i was leaving behind, friends.
yesterday i called my mom for the last time and told her I loved her
my thoughts filled up with memories of the past
and it was soon over.
She always knew deep down that she was not like her. Not a carbon copy that everyone presumed her to be. She was just….different. She had something deep in her soul. Peaceful. Loving. Kind.
It’s what makes a pencil. We can write with it. And thus, we can make carbon love, hate, destroy, promise, lie, comfort, despise. What a wonderful life exists for carbon in a pencil. It can do anything, and never take the blame for what has happened, because at the end of the day, it is all your words. Just different specks of carbon.
Carbon is the basis of all life. It creates matter. It holds all things dear to us, creates all that we live in. It’s ubiquitous, everywhere. You can’t hide from carbon. It encapsulates us and contains all that we are. Carbon is us.
carbon is what makes me eat all the colours in the room. it is the reason that christmas is cancelled, and that chinese people invoke a sense of pity deep inside your heart. carbon should be outlawed.
what can i say about carbon? for one, it’s the building blocks of life. on the other hand, it can be as bad as Death. carbon gives us our poison, lets us create plastics. while, it gives flora all the life and beauty we can ever want.
Carbon dioxide. It keeps my plants alive. Helps them thrive… that and the sun. But alot of it is carbon dioxide. But now there is no more. What is going to happen to us all…. Everything ends today. Or tomorrow… there’s no telling when but it will all end…
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what do you call a good French car?…….. carbon!! OK, lousy joke but it’s all that I can think of at the moment. Zee French car, 2CV, neat little runabout that runs on the smell of an oily rag…… great for students who are broke……. Carbon!!
i black thing that make fire
do i have to keep writing
it is small people use it to cook… outdoor……….. and …………… there are certain ones that have fuel that come like inside of it already i like those one they cost alot more though
The beginning of life. The absolute and nothing more. The center of everything. Without such, we wouldn’t be here. It’s unbelievably wonderful.
I use carbon paper to make duplicate, so I don’t have to copy over everything. Carbon Dioxide is in the is air and is dangerous if to much is inhale.
I really can’t think of much concerning carbon other than carbon dioxide. Like if you put yourself in a room that was airtight and you breathed up all the air, would your head explode like in Total Recall? That’d be rad.
Drifting down to touch the skin of the earth like wandering lint on a freshly washed child, carbon snow, precipitation tainted from the nearby, coughing factory.
I don’t know exactly how many phrases have this word in them. But one is universal – we are all carbon copies of each other. And it is a lie. What about others?
carbon. Nitrogen. Oxygen. Potassium. Sodium. Radium. Polium. Magnesium
Carbon is essential to anything being organic in the world; it makes up everything. What makes it interesting is we keep producing more… too much of it. Well CO2 to be specific. We’re destroying ourselves with what we’re made of.
science class. sophomore year. what a beautiful time of life. i learned about all sorts of delicious learny-nerdy smarty pants type things. carbon. silicon. periodic tables. etcetera.
these days it’s work for work’s sake and smiles about happy memories. i’ll never learn something i don’t care about again.
Carbon. That’s what her entire life came down to, in the end. She spent her youth gallivanting the earth, plunging her unwanted existence deep into the bowels of the planet, digging in long after she should have gone home.
C
We are all just bits of Carbon. My cat’s name is also Carbon. Carbon is one of my favorite things.
carbon is what makes life what it is. it is what binds organic materials, and is also a great industrial material. it is one of the elements responsible for life.
Carbon.
Carbon is the reason why our skies aren’t blue like they used to be.
Carbon is the reason why our air isnt as fresh as we may think it is.
carbon monoxide poising was the final reason of death. Why would he do this to us, he would never. I knew him for most of my life. He would never leave like this. It is up to me to find what really happened. I will search for as long as it takes to find the truth. I know this is not the truth. If I must to this alone then so be it. But where to start? I suppose the beginning…
carbon is the way i feel when i think about you
We are all made of carbon apparently. Do not ask me the specifics of this scientific fact. I actually have no clue. We could be made of donkey dung and God’s farts as much as I know. My scientific knowledge is really quite poor. I’m more of a history and English literature girl…
We’re all made of carbon right? It’s the building block element of everything isn’t it. I’m not quite sure, but lets say it is – lets say that that’s what it is.
Everything starts with carbon, and even everything ends it goes into making everything else. Circle of life and all that jazz but it’s nice, it’s nice to think that the parts of me and the parts of you are made from the same thing, we’re cut from the same bone (which incidentally is also made of carbon) and that when I’m over here and you’re over there it’s all just carbon, everything in between is just carbon and I think it makes me feel better because it’s like there isn’t actually 120 miles between us, there aren’t towns and cities and sheep and people and busses and cars.
It’s just carbon
The rock shone in a way I could not imagine…My eyes, now unveiled could see right inside the huge chunk and inside sat a star. There was nothing I could do but crack it open…with my ultra superhuman powers!
it has been a long time. we used to climb up the mountain: school trips, day trips with my family, visits to friends. we would walk down the path and there it was: the shag were just a couple of people, every year, would make carbon out of the forest.