Some people claimed that if one was to combine the forces of the body and of the nature, their gift would be that from the gods.
Others claimed that there wasn’t shit going on in the world, other than what everybody knew.
Either way, the fact still goes that I tried it. It was a load of bull, you know. I didn’t get very far, but that sensei guy at the temple (the one who always stood outside–the beggar) told me that if I meditated every day, then I would get a message from a goddess.
I told him I couldn’t.
He told me I could.
So I tried it . . . for, like, up until Tuesday, which was two days. Nothing really happened. Though I don’t think I’ll ever forget that tingling sensation.
Take equal measures of anxiety, guilt and mood swings and slosh together into a small, predictable bowl with a tiny dribble of sociability to ensure viscosity. Agitate to blend. Next, in a large, shiny container take a generous portion of doubt being sure to remove all encouragement. Add a small packet of opportunity. The best to use is the dehydrated, meaningless kind that is now commonly available in any supermarket. Stir well. Combine both mixtures in a larger, shinier bowl and swamp with an increasing measure of memory loss, pre-combined with a good intellect and liberal serving of regret. Divide into thirty three pieces of non-uniform, random size and arrange into some kind of vague design. Sprinkle each with a delightful mix of depression and frustration. Leave to prove then knock back. Repeat this several times, being sure to allow room to stew. Finally, serve with a conservative dusting of budget cuts and any prescribed medication. This recipe goes well with all kinds of clueless idiot. You can usually find these anywhere incompetence is paid a salary. Enjoy.
I want a life that is a combination of everything. I am desperately trying to find this secret combination that will bring me happiness.
RM
Combined with the adrenaline and the smell of sweat, I kept dancing through the crowd to find him. The speakers blared in my left ear; I saw everyone and heard none of them. He was near the front by the stage, oblivious of my presence. Right as I got to him, I thought better. I booked it to the exit. Get me out, was all I thought. Get me out of this horribly claustrophobic and hormonal place.
Moving in with someone can be kind of scary, don’t you think? Everything from then on is yours; it’s combined together. Everything has a memory now, even if you don’t think about it. Just the fact that it was with that person’s stuff means it has the connection. Combining things can be scary, but the commitment it comes with is even scarier.
Ashley
to make two, one. one single thing that originated from two completely different ideals.
Sydney
powerful, as it denotes a lack of separation, a lack of defense. vulnerable, is what it really is.
The debate raged. Beer before liquor, never sicker, liquor before beer, never fear. Liquor before wine, feeling fine. Don’t mix the grape with the grain. It’s always a jink to mix your drinks. In the end, we drank ourselves under the table and were fairly three sheets and blotto while deciding what to drink and in what order.
combine is to take two things and combine them together adding both of the things to make one mixing both of the things up
Libby
test 1 2 3 testinga aada asdasd
Alex
He walked out to the field and saw the combine sitting there waiting for him to climb in and start it up. He did not want to gather corn that day, he wanted to see his girl.
Two and two make four, do they not? Was is “1984” where the ruling government insisted it made five, not because it was correct but to prove its autonomy? We think we know what’s fact or fiction. But what we hear from one person is another person’s lie.
Combine Mina combines nothing, it’sjust her and darkness. Well that’scombinging. But we’re thinking about Primal here. How can we combine them? Curse you. you’re super unhelpful. But combine thim. Something fun? Because I
m tired of sad. BLARH
AKT
You combine his with hers and what do you get? An instant family. Siblings gain new siblings automatically whether they want them or not. Forever this new family is bound together as one.
as i type these words…tap tap tap, one key after another. ideas sprouting from the synapses of my brain down my arms and out through my fingers…they seem to run into each other…combine.
i like to combine things and create new out of them. Combining one color into other color creates new colors and new things happens.
Bhushan
mix diverse combination to put 2 and 2 together to take more than one thing together to ahhhhhhhhh combine! to….ya know.. mix things together like in a recipe to join to make into one complete thing
ert
combine !! we can combine anything from drinks to thoughts to anything.
its important to combine answers when you don’t know much in the exams.
combine anything to increase the length of anything.
masood
the juice on our lips
the feathers in our beds
the cuts of rough
dreams we assembled
tapestries
Craig O' Reilly
Chemistry. Merging colors. Fluids, dynamic. Swirling at first, not taking. With a little stir from the outside, things can move together more.
How does one combine words to make sentences, or even combine letters to make words. How do we combine sounds to form speech. Everything seems so out of reach at that basic of a level. We have created something beautiful known as language. Something so far from ordinary.
kombinieren kann man viele dinge. manche dinge aber leider mehr schlecht und man sollte es lassen, aber das weiß man erst nachher. manchmal scheinen dinge auch gar nicht kombinierbar zu sein aber sind es eigentlich schon. tja. so ist die welt, sagt charlie brown.
mue
Take this and that. Toss it in a hat. Waaaaallaaaaa! A combination! A confederation of items not put together before until you combined them! Don’t stop! Pinch, dash and shake up the old and make it new!
John Komarek
Chemical reactions happen in all kinds of different ways
id like to think of us as a nice little combination
our chemicals touch each other and react together in an instant
like mixing blue and yellow and making green
you change all my colors for the better
I like to combine binary codes, ideas and scratch paper work. When I use a pencil and paper, I combiine them to make a piece of work. I don’t think its a master piece, but I combine then to make something real
Amanda
“I think… if we combine these two reagents, we should get… Shelby, are you even listening to me?”
She jerks awake, and spins in my direction. “Oh! I’m sorry. Yeah, Totally. We should do that.”
I pull off my goggles with a sigh. “Shells, doing that would burn the laboratory down. Just how much sleep did you get last night?”
I combine the words with the tips of my starry fingernails and my mind. They seep out of me and into the keyboard, they form themselves into organized squiggles from the dark mass that pools in my mind. Each letter- a star, finds its place, and shines brighter in its true home, forming galaxies.
With shaking hands, she combined the concoction with the girl’s soul. She then slowly poured it into the brew, careful not to spill a single drop.
“Yes,” she cackled, strings of her grey hair slowly slipping into the foul broth. “Yes, that’s right.”
Steam swirled and rose from the pot and wafted into the woman’s ancient nostrils. She inhaled.
Michael
Combining the elements, she concocted a nasty solution, but just enough to kill, not destroy. creeping to his bed, she neared to his face, brushed off his bangs, and gazed down at his slumbering eyes. She leaned down, whispered her eternal love, and, kissing his cheek, injects the poison into his skin, through his veins, and directly into his fragile heart.
I combine the words with my painted fingers and my mind. They seep out of me and into the keyboard, they form themselves into organized squiggles from the dark mass that pools in my mind.
anya
This was her game. She wouldn’t combine anything unless she wanted to. Forget everyone else. This was her’s.
Sarsar
We are like fire and ice. Not that cheesy way, not simply opposites. When combined, we become death, we are the end. We are nothing, can you imagine that? We become the absence of light, the absence of dark.
anya
Right now I’m in chemistry and we are learning about how chemicals combine and form compounds. It’s super easy but some people in my class are stupid and don’t understand it.
Marissa
Do you ever combine stuff to create new, exciting imaginative things? Creativity comes from combining. Combining thoughts, words, deeds… Never stop combining and trying new things for that is how we discover beauty in our world.
Teddy
Combine love and hate and what do you get? I’m not sure. I’m not even sure what that means. They’re so close on the spectrum anyway. Are they the same? Are they combined? Does love come with hate and vice versa. We tend to hurt those closest to us the most, yet love can be so pure.
Lucia Hudson-Turner
I tried dancing the other day. Made me smile. I had no idea I had that energy inside. I hope to try it again soon.
Mary
combine your efforts with that of the worlds and make change!
When you combine something it means that something is coming together, making something new. If you look at it like that I want us to combine. Too bad that will probably never happen to someone as awkward as me.
Alana
Combine. C-O-M-B-I-N-E. Seven little letters, coming together. Singing and dancing, in harmony forever.
Some people claimed that if one was to combine the forces of the body and of the nature, their gift would be that from the gods.
Others claimed that there wasn’t shit going on in the world, other than what everybody knew.
Either way, the fact still goes that I tried it. It was a load of bull, you know. I didn’t get very far, but that sensei guy at the temple (the one who always stood outside–the beggar) told me that if I meditated every day, then I would get a message from a goddess.
I told him I couldn’t.
He told me I could.
So I tried it . . . for, like, up until Tuesday, which was two days. Nothing really happened. Though I don’t think I’ll ever forget that tingling sensation.
Take equal measures of anxiety, guilt and mood swings and slosh together into a small, predictable bowl with a tiny dribble of sociability to ensure viscosity. Agitate to blend. Next, in a large, shiny container take a generous portion of doubt being sure to remove all encouragement. Add a small packet of opportunity. The best to use is the dehydrated, meaningless kind that is now commonly available in any supermarket. Stir well. Combine both mixtures in a larger, shinier bowl and swamp with an increasing measure of memory loss, pre-combined with a good intellect and liberal serving of regret. Divide into thirty three pieces of non-uniform, random size and arrange into some kind of vague design. Sprinkle each with a delightful mix of depression and frustration. Leave to prove then knock back. Repeat this several times, being sure to allow room to stew. Finally, serve with a conservative dusting of budget cuts and any prescribed medication. This recipe goes well with all kinds of clueless idiot. You can usually find these anywhere incompetence is paid a salary. Enjoy.
I want a life that is a combination of everything. I am desperately trying to find this secret combination that will bring me happiness.
Combined with the adrenaline and the smell of sweat, I kept dancing through the crowd to find him. The speakers blared in my left ear; I saw everyone and heard none of them. He was near the front by the stage, oblivious of my presence. Right as I got to him, I thought better. I booked it to the exit. Get me out, was all I thought. Get me out of this horribly claustrophobic and hormonal place.
Moving in with someone can be kind of scary, don’t you think? Everything from then on is yours; it’s combined together. Everything has a memory now, even if you don’t think about it. Just the fact that it was with that person’s stuff means it has the connection. Combining things can be scary, but the commitment it comes with is even scarier.
to make two, one. one single thing that originated from two completely different ideals.
powerful, as it denotes a lack of separation, a lack of defense. vulnerable, is what it really is.
The debate raged. Beer before liquor, never sicker, liquor before beer, never fear. Liquor before wine, feeling fine. Don’t mix the grape with the grain. It’s always a jink to mix your drinks. In the end, we drank ourselves under the table and were fairly three sheets and blotto while deciding what to drink and in what order.
combine is to take two things and combine them together adding both of the things to make one mixing both of the things up
test 1 2 3 testinga aada asdasd
He walked out to the field and saw the combine sitting there waiting for him to climb in and start it up. He did not want to gather corn that day, he wanted to see his girl.
Two and two make four, do they not? Was is “1984” where the ruling government insisted it made five, not because it was correct but to prove its autonomy? We think we know what’s fact or fiction. But what we hear from one person is another person’s lie.
Combine Mina combines nothing, it’sjust her and darkness. Well that’scombinging. But we’re thinking about Primal here. How can we combine them? Curse you. you’re super unhelpful. But combine thim. Something fun? Because I
m tired of sad. BLARH
You combine his with hers and what do you get? An instant family. Siblings gain new siblings automatically whether they want them or not. Forever this new family is bound together as one.
Combine…Combine!! Dont just sit idle. Combine to create new things. Come out of your homes and combine with friends and have fun.
as i type these words…tap tap tap, one key after another. ideas sprouting from the synapses of my brain down my arms and out through my fingers…they seem to run into each other…combine.
i like to combine things and create new out of them. Combining one color into other color creates new colors and new things happens.
mix diverse combination to put 2 and 2 together to take more than one thing together to ahhhhhhhhh combine! to….ya know.. mix things together like in a recipe to join to make into one complete thing
combine !! we can combine anything from drinks to thoughts to anything.
its important to combine answers when you don’t know much in the exams.
combine anything to increase the length of anything.
the juice on our lips
the feathers in our beds
the cuts of rough
dreams we assembled
tapestries
Chemistry. Merging colors. Fluids, dynamic. Swirling at first, not taking. With a little stir from the outside, things can move together more.
How does one combine words to make sentences, or even combine letters to make words. How do we combine sounds to form speech. Everything seems so out of reach at that basic of a level. We have created something beautiful known as language. Something so far from ordinary.
kombinieren kann man viele dinge. manche dinge aber leider mehr schlecht und man sollte es lassen, aber das weiß man erst nachher. manchmal scheinen dinge auch gar nicht kombinierbar zu sein aber sind es eigentlich schon. tja. so ist die welt, sagt charlie brown.
Take this and that. Toss it in a hat. Waaaaallaaaaa! A combination! A confederation of items not put together before until you combined them! Don’t stop! Pinch, dash and shake up the old and make it new!
Chemical reactions happen in all kinds of different ways
id like to think of us as a nice little combination
our chemicals touch each other and react together in an instant
like mixing blue and yellow and making green
you change all my colors for the better
I like to combine binary codes, ideas and scratch paper work. When I use a pencil and paper, I combiine them to make a piece of work. I don’t think its a master piece, but I combine then to make something real
“I think… if we combine these two reagents, we should get… Shelby, are you even listening to me?”
She jerks awake, and spins in my direction. “Oh! I’m sorry. Yeah, Totally. We should do that.”
I pull off my goggles with a sigh. “Shells, doing that would burn the laboratory down. Just how much sleep did you get last night?”
She looks away. “Not enough.”
I combine the words with the tips of my starry fingernails and my mind. They seep out of me and into the keyboard, they form themselves into organized squiggles from the dark mass that pools in my mind. Each letter- a star, finds its place, and shines brighter in its true home, forming galaxies.
With shaking hands, she combined the concoction with the girl’s soul. She then slowly poured it into the brew, careful not to spill a single drop.
“Yes,” she cackled, strings of her grey hair slowly slipping into the foul broth. “Yes, that’s right.”
Steam swirled and rose from the pot and wafted into the woman’s ancient nostrils. She inhaled.
Combining the elements, she concocted a nasty solution, but just enough to kill, not destroy. creeping to his bed, she neared to his face, brushed off his bangs, and gazed down at his slumbering eyes. She leaned down, whispered her eternal love, and, kissing his cheek, injects the poison into his skin, through his veins, and directly into his fragile heart.
I combine the words with my painted fingers and my mind. They seep out of me and into the keyboard, they form themselves into organized squiggles from the dark mass that pools in my mind.
This was her game. She wouldn’t combine anything unless she wanted to. Forget everyone else. This was her’s.
We are like fire and ice. Not that cheesy way, not simply opposites. When combined, we become death, we are the end. We are nothing, can you imagine that? We become the absence of light, the absence of dark.
Right now I’m in chemistry and we are learning about how chemicals combine and form compounds. It’s super easy but some people in my class are stupid and don’t understand it.
Do you ever combine stuff to create new, exciting imaginative things? Creativity comes from combining. Combining thoughts, words, deeds… Never stop combining and trying new things for that is how we discover beauty in our world.
Combine love and hate and what do you get? I’m not sure. I’m not even sure what that means. They’re so close on the spectrum anyway. Are they the same? Are they combined? Does love come with hate and vice versa. We tend to hurt those closest to us the most, yet love can be so pure.
I tried dancing the other day. Made me smile. I had no idea I had that energy inside. I hope to try it again soon.
combine your efforts with that of the worlds and make change!
When you combine something it means that something is coming together, making something new. If you look at it like that I want us to combine. Too bad that will probably never happen to someone as awkward as me.
Combine. C-O-M-B-I-N-E. Seven little letters, coming together. Singing and dancing, in harmony forever.