what is eternal is it life or is it greed or is it the way you look at me with the stars in your eyes? who knows fuck me i dont just come here come back be eternal. why not|? why wouldnt you be? i cant think what more you could want from me, but eternity, and i would gladly give it you, its yours.
Hannah
Is life really eternal? What doe it even mean to be eternal… Would life be better like that? Would everything be better having an eternal life?
April
My life. The afterlife. Some type of creature that’s not quite in this sphere. Elves? LoTR. Hobbits. Books. Life. Myself.
Elen-chan
eternal love will some day capture your heart and soul and you will find out what everybody means when they say they’re in love.
Connor Doran
Love. When I think about eternity or a life with a special someone, it involves eternal love. This love will never die. This love will take hold of my system and not let me be free. Eternity with one person. Forever.
Tj
the torture was endless. for his crime, the punishment was eternal. he will forever have to endure pain beyond measure, and without respite.
love they say is eternal. I myself have never experienced love, and therefore cannot describe it. i hope that what they say is true, though. It would give me something to look forward to, or rather, someone to look forward to. i have no sense when it comes to love. and as far as i know no one unrelated has given me a second glance.
erin
To say love is eternal tries to imply that we are eternal. That our feelings are eternal. And maybe they are. After all, if after we die, our compiled energy bursts outward and goes elsewhere, who knows where it might end up. Perhaps eternal love isn’t merely compartmentalized to two soulmates. Perhaps the outward energy we spare to those around us, pocketed and shared and doled out and re-doled out, contribute to a permanence in compassion.
Belinda Roddie
“Life is eternal.” Jonah whispered in my ear.
“What on Jone could you mean?”
I was confused. My violet eyes stared into her red ones.
“Clara… Life… is… eternal…”
The curious, bright light behind her red eyes disappeared and her hard grip on my hands softened.
Cathy
eternal means forever. there are many things that are eternal, except life. Nevertheless, the things done in life are there for eternity and no one can change those because YOU create them! so do good because it lasts for eternity.
Rosey
it is what it is. it is what you think, when i say to you it will never end. It is my love. It is you. Oh, i guess, we will never know what it is. Because, if this is the question, our life is shiken that will never end and we will learn a new thing about it every and every next day.
Anonymous
i don’t think there is anything eternal expect the pain that fulfill our lives and drown us for ever. it’s like the sun even can’t compare to this grand experience, as if it doesn’t matter as much even though the sun is maybe the only thing eternal. The universe is so big but the love i can’t contain in my heart for you is bigger and more meaningful into my life that isn’t so eternal after all.
shan
“I am eternal; my flesh as old as the wind itself! For eons I have walked this earth in search of my true purpose and not once have I shirked my duties in search of ‘mortal’ happiness as did so many of my brethren. How DARE you imply I am less than I am?!” she snarled, her eyes glowing a wildly electric shade of blue and forcing me back a step on reflex.
I swallowed carefully. “Brekka, when I said ‘hey, girl’ I wasn’t trying to imply anything. It’s just…it’s what people say,” I offered meekly.
“Oh,” she blinked, her eyes rapidly returning to their natural honey brown. “Well, why didn’t you just say so?”
I got the same one that my girlfriend did, so this subject isn’t that interesting now. You have failed not only me, but her as well, as she was expecting something awesome, so you should feel bad. I have been able to pass the time now and just to get my point across, my soul is now destined to suffer eternally for the trauma in which you have caused me.
Brad
I believe that eternal love does exists. Since I would be searching for it for my whole life, where I can find my other half whom I can live with my whole life, which what would seem like eternity to me. I believe that the motivation for true love fuels us with energy to live out our entire life with positiveness and optimism that would otherwise be so if not for love.
weechuen
once there was a woman who lived forever and she watched the changing world flower and bloom and wither and die and sprout all over again. She watched the pain and happiness and saw that it was good. Even the bad was good. And there was no evil, but there was a great deal of sorrow.
mo
true love is eternal,
the memories can be if they’re preserved.
pain is temporary,
as is most strife.
but love,
true love,
just like the purest happiness,
that is forever and always.
remember that for eternity.
Courtney
for eternity they would live together, the eternal life of two loves to never be apart. What bliss, what love, what treasures to be told waiting, held by time’s hands.
Emma Lucente
I have a Father who is eternal. Who was and is and is to come. I have a life that is eternal ahead of me. And it brings me joy yet fear to look at today and see how little of time there truly is. Never ending. Two words that are impossible to grasp when put beside each other. Because we live in a world where everything ends. But I know my future will be eternal.
Hannah Rat
It’s in the skies and under my feet, carpet of leaves so many years thick, my love my love my love is evermore.
Eternal life, something that vampires seem to boast about having. In reality, it has to suck. Seeing everyone you know grow old and die while you continue on without them, stuck in your own young body, unable to grow old. Unless you end up in the sun, then you’re dead, I guess. Oh well. Sucks to suck, aha.
Jacob James Baker
love friendship dinosaurus biscuits drunk nights
elba antia shaila oscar
afternoons on the beach
gintonics
sunsets
Carmela Matoaka
there are pools of my tears collected in the roof gutter, staining your window with their salt. the next day, you carry a bucket and a sponge, set the bucket in the flowerbeds and tear the rhododendrons from their roots. you scrub your way into sunset, remove your own fingernails trying to displace those salty stains like crystals suspended from a chandelier.
His final breath is amongst friends and family, too weak for a true farewell. And yet, he lingers still. He watches over those who watched over him that fateful day, guiding them forever upon the right path, so that they may one day be reunited in the land above.
Love is eternal. So is family. I suppose faith is as well. Everything that actually has meaning in life, that is worth pursuing, that is worth fighting for, is eternal; or at least, it should be. It should be indestructible, undying. Life itself isn’t like that, so we should try for it through love, family, and faith.
jessica snell
Eternal gratitude. That’s what she’d said to him. She’d have eternal gratitude for what he did for her. So why is it, while laying in the gutter of this street, blood pouring out of his side, the gratitude wasn’t showing? Instead she’d fled from him. So much for eternity.
I’ve been thinking. I feel stuck in a box. A stupid, rigid, impossible box. How am I supposed to make sense of this existence? Why can’t I want more than that shitty little existense that we settle for, a house, a car, kids. Working jobs that we hate… for what? I feel like it’s the eternal question. Is it so wrong to long for something more? Maybe I’m just a naive and delusional.
Macha
There was something about that word, a finality that stood in direct contrast with what it meant. It was heavy, laden with grief and joy and this inexplicable weight that made him dread what he should have looked forward to. But how could the human mind comprehend eternity?
they say you die twice–when your heart stops beating, and the last time anyone says your name. If that’s true, then too many people are immortal–Socrates, Cleopatra, Mark Twain–but how long will Samuel Clemens be around?
There is no such thing as eternity. All dies. Even time has a beginning and ending. It only hurts yourself to pretend that eternity is a real thing. Nothing is eternal, with perhaps the exception of death. Death generally lasts forever and is really the only true constant in the universe.
Eternity is a long time though, isn’t it? I can’t say I’d want anything to be eternal, not really. That would be like being trapped, you know? I hate being trapped. Or maybe I just hate commitment. Probably both.
Molly
The eternal grandeur of life is more than I could ever hope to experience fully. I dream of adventure, of places beyond my imagination or comprehension. An eternal quest for fulfillment and learning. I want nothing more than to live.
Alaine
Does not go away with time. Is perpetually on your mind, always in your face, nagging and confronting you, whether you know it or not. Physical objects come and go, but emotions can be eternal, even after death.
Matt
The first thing that comes to mind is love. Love is eternal. Even after the body is long gone, the love was real, the love was felt, the love goes on as energy. Eternal as eternal comes. Love.
what is eternal is it life or is it greed or is it the way you look at me with the stars in your eyes? who knows fuck me i dont just come here come back be eternal. why not|? why wouldnt you be? i cant think what more you could want from me, but eternity, and i would gladly give it you, its yours.
Is life really eternal? What doe it even mean to be eternal… Would life be better like that? Would everything be better having an eternal life?
My life. The afterlife. Some type of creature that’s not quite in this sphere. Elves? LoTR. Hobbits. Books. Life. Myself.
eternal love will some day capture your heart and soul and you will find out what everybody means when they say they’re in love.
Love. When I think about eternity or a life with a special someone, it involves eternal love. This love will never die. This love will take hold of my system and not let me be free. Eternity with one person. Forever.
the torture was endless. for his crime, the punishment was eternal. he will forever have to endure pain beyond measure, and without respite.
it was what he chose. he knew the consequence.
love they say is eternal. I myself have never experienced love, and therefore cannot describe it. i hope that what they say is true, though. It would give me something to look forward to, or rather, someone to look forward to. i have no sense when it comes to love. and as far as i know no one unrelated has given me a second glance.
To say love is eternal tries to imply that we are eternal. That our feelings are eternal. And maybe they are. After all, if after we die, our compiled energy bursts outward and goes elsewhere, who knows where it might end up. Perhaps eternal love isn’t merely compartmentalized to two soulmates. Perhaps the outward energy we spare to those around us, pocketed and shared and doled out and re-doled out, contribute to a permanence in compassion.
“Life is eternal.” Jonah whispered in my ear.
“What on Jone could you mean?”
I was confused. My violet eyes stared into her red ones.
“Clara… Life… is… eternal…”
The curious, bright light behind her red eyes disappeared and her hard grip on my hands softened.
eternal means forever. there are many things that are eternal, except life. Nevertheless, the things done in life are there for eternity and no one can change those because YOU create them! so do good because it lasts for eternity.
it is what it is. it is what you think, when i say to you it will never end. It is my love. It is you. Oh, i guess, we will never know what it is. Because, if this is the question, our life is shiken that will never end and we will learn a new thing about it every and every next day.
i don’t think there is anything eternal expect the pain that fulfill our lives and drown us for ever. it’s like the sun even can’t compare to this grand experience, as if it doesn’t matter as much even though the sun is maybe the only thing eternal. The universe is so big but the love i can’t contain in my heart for you is bigger and more meaningful into my life that isn’t so eternal after all.
“I am eternal; my flesh as old as the wind itself! For eons I have walked this earth in search of my true purpose and not once have I shirked my duties in search of ‘mortal’ happiness as did so many of my brethren. How DARE you imply I am less than I am?!” she snarled, her eyes glowing a wildly electric shade of blue and forcing me back a step on reflex.
I swallowed carefully. “Brekka, when I said ‘hey, girl’ I wasn’t trying to imply anything. It’s just…it’s what people say,” I offered meekly.
“Oh,” she blinked, her eyes rapidly returning to their natural honey brown. “Well, why didn’t you just say so?”
I got the same one that my girlfriend did, so this subject isn’t that interesting now. You have failed not only me, but her as well, as she was expecting something awesome, so you should feel bad. I have been able to pass the time now and just to get my point across, my soul is now destined to suffer eternally for the trauma in which you have caused me.
I believe that eternal love does exists. Since I would be searching for it for my whole life, where I can find my other half whom I can live with my whole life, which what would seem like eternity to me. I believe that the motivation for true love fuels us with energy to live out our entire life with positiveness and optimism that would otherwise be so if not for love.
once there was a woman who lived forever and she watched the changing world flower and bloom and wither and die and sprout all over again. She watched the pain and happiness and saw that it was good. Even the bad was good. And there was no evil, but there was a great deal of sorrow.
true love is eternal,
the memories can be if they’re preserved.
pain is temporary,
as is most strife.
but love,
true love,
just like the purest happiness,
that is forever and always.
remember that for eternity.
for eternity they would live together, the eternal life of two loves to never be apart. What bliss, what love, what treasures to be told waiting, held by time’s hands.
I have a Father who is eternal. Who was and is and is to come. I have a life that is eternal ahead of me. And it brings me joy yet fear to look at today and see how little of time there truly is. Never ending. Two words that are impossible to grasp when put beside each other. Because we live in a world where everything ends. But I know my future will be eternal.
It’s in the skies and under my feet, carpet of leaves so many years thick, my love my love my love is evermore.
Eternal life, something that vampires seem to boast about having. In reality, it has to suck. Seeing everyone you know grow old and die while you continue on without them, stuck in your own young body, unable to grow old. Unless you end up in the sun, then you’re dead, I guess. Oh well. Sucks to suck, aha.
love friendship dinosaurus biscuits drunk nights
elba antia shaila oscar
afternoons on the beach
gintonics
sunsets
there are pools of my tears collected in the roof gutter, staining your window with their salt. the next day, you carry a bucket and a sponge, set the bucket in the flowerbeds and tear the rhododendrons from their roots. you scrub your way into sunset, remove your own fingernails trying to displace those salty stains like crystals suspended from a chandelier.
forever everlasting Never dies Never ending immortal infinite everything untouchable sacred spirits life everything nothing dreams hopes universe
Love is eternal. Beauty is, but only in the mind. Family is eternal, or at least it should be.
can a dress be eternal?
i remember so many dresses.
i’m not eternal.
were there dresses in first written book?
His final breath is amongst friends and family, too weak for a true farewell. And yet, he lingers still. He watches over those who watched over him that fateful day, guiding them forever upon the right path, so that they may one day be reunited in the land above.
Love is eternal. So is family. I suppose faith is as well. Everything that actually has meaning in life, that is worth pursuing, that is worth fighting for, is eternal; or at least, it should be. It should be indestructible, undying. Life itself isn’t like that, so we should try for it through love, family, and faith.
Eternal gratitude. That’s what she’d said to him. She’d have eternal gratitude for what he did for her. So why is it, while laying in the gutter of this street, blood pouring out of his side, the gratitude wasn’t showing? Instead she’d fled from him. So much for eternity.
I’ve been thinking. I feel stuck in a box. A stupid, rigid, impossible box. How am I supposed to make sense of this existence? Why can’t I want more than that shitty little existense that we settle for, a house, a car, kids. Working jobs that we hate… for what? I feel like it’s the eternal question. Is it so wrong to long for something more? Maybe I’m just a naive and delusional.
There was something about that word, a finality that stood in direct contrast with what it meant. It was heavy, laden with grief and joy and this inexplicable weight that made him dread what he should have looked forward to. But how could the human mind comprehend eternity?
Eternal life is not given to any human. You can find eternal life in your goals and dreams. Remember if you are an artist your work is eternal.
they say you die twice–when your heart stops beating, and the last time anyone says your name. If that’s true, then too many people are immortal–Socrates, Cleopatra, Mark Twain–but how long will Samuel Clemens be around?
I AM NOT ETERNAL,
BUT THIS PAIN IN MY ABDOMEN IS.
There is no such thing as eternity. All dies. Even time has a beginning and ending. It only hurts yourself to pretend that eternity is a real thing. Nothing is eternal, with perhaps the exception of death. Death generally lasts forever and is really the only true constant in the universe.
I AM NOT ETERNAL,
BUT THE PAIN IN MY ABDOMEN IS.
Eternity is a long time though, isn’t it? I can’t say I’d want anything to be eternal, not really. That would be like being trapped, you know? I hate being trapped. Or maybe I just hate commitment. Probably both.
The eternal grandeur of life is more than I could ever hope to experience fully. I dream of adventure, of places beyond my imagination or comprehension. An eternal quest for fulfillment and learning. I want nothing more than to live.
Does not go away with time. Is perpetually on your mind, always in your face, nagging and confronting you, whether you know it or not. Physical objects come and go, but emotions can be eternal, even after death.
The first thing that comes to mind is love. Love is eternal. Even after the body is long gone, the love was real, the love was felt, the love goes on as energy. Eternal as eternal comes. Love.