The second to last flight I was on was from Nicaragua to El Salvador. I was very hung over and so I felt sort of sick. But when I again realized where I was I felt way better. At the other end of the world… Later on I continued to Mexico. Home.
NinaR
hey man, I just got off the plane from Miami, it was nuts
kim
While in flight, many people expierence uneasy feelings. It is the greatest and worst place to be in. You can find yourself in trouble or in paradise. Flight is the way of tomorrow and forever.
Carly
Flight is like a feather dancing in the wind. It’s light and floats so softly on the invisible stream on wind. Flight has no boundaries. Flight is like dreams high in the air, impossible to reach.
Rachel
flying in a plane, or the birds or anything like that. flight of the concords. flee or flight instead of fight? i don’t get it, how much can you write about flight?! THIS IS INSANE?!!!!
bhaj
The flight took off on time — but my mind was undoubtedly still in Seattle long after our departure time. I just didn’t know how to let go…and I wasn’t sure that I wanted to. I sat there on the plane, knowing on some level that I wouldn’t be going back. At least, not in the same way I had this time.
Cindelles
long airplane trips across the nation to visit my boyfriend.
jamie
soaring in the air, dipping, weaving, turning. the flight of the bird exuded an air of total control and ease of motion. to an observer, the flight of a bird can be frustrating, tiring, and astounding- all at once.
Mike
flight. fight. right. write.
jess
It’s about flying in the sky. parachut, airoplane, wings. birds can fly. I would like very much to have the possiblity of flight. You can see clouds, whole earth, I’m sure it would feel very special.
Also, it can be very dangerous if flying withou special equipment.
Maja
He thought that it was achievable, simply by tying a couple of sturdy branches to his arms, and letting the leaves take care of the glide pattern.
But it was not to be. For Icarus had neglected to remove the branches from the tree, and thus remained stuck.
The end.
BSmechanic
i took a flight to chicago once. at the end, there was free cake and a booklet to explore indianapolis. i didn’t want to go to indianapolis though, i wanted to go to chicago.
i got drunk.
broke my toe.
and went home.
it was a good trip.
quite literally.
megan
holiday food drink clouds canada mexico peter pan captain hook family rain sun pool sand new clothes blue bird
Louise
escape from pain….freedom from worry….avoidance of pressure…..lack of conflict…..
chyrel
my brain takes flight as i cook up words to use and discover, to build into soaring hights of discovery, and manipulation of the environment. I see the trees, the forests, the mountains, the rivers, the birds at my side, and the goats look like ants. The roads look like veins, and the grass looks like fur. I love to fly high in the sky with my head like a fly, oh my so high
daniel rajunov
i ought to catch the next flight over africa. but i couldnt’ do it. while i was in during flight, i had tried to fly. my dream was to flight over the rainbow, so high :)
Rıdvan
The airplane above me suddenly stopped flying, and went falling down the moon and all the clouds but all the people suddenly survived and went home to their kitchen RON made himself some Shettlands Pie with Mushrooms.
Elias
flights of fantacy
Anish
What do I want? Are you sure you want to know? I think you already know. I want you. Plain and simple. AAA. I want you to show me your eyes. I want you to let me feel your skin as you breathe into me. I want to see you bite your lip. I want to bite your lip. I want you to be comfortable with me. I want to relive the past. The flight is one thing I would not change about that trip. I want you to stay in my room. I want you to know I am staring at you as you sleep. I want you to know that my mind stares at you all day and night. I want you to know how I feel. I want you to tell me how you feel. I want you to know that I am beyond the safety of acronyms. I want to be free to love you
because I do.
Fred Man Jones
As she stood at the window she hesitated. She wanted to but found it hard to let go. She jumped and hit the trees. she got back up and let go again. she did it she took flight and smiled at the wind hitting her arms and toes.
Liz
The sky was high; and from the cliff face, everything seemed easy and windy. Slowly he tipped himself forwards, feeling the ground in front of him fade away into air. At first, he struggled in the air as it was almost heavy. But now, as he soars towards the water, it felt more like flying, free and honest.
giantlawnmower
flight is the most comfort and fast mode of transport. but it cannot be affordable by middle class people. and probability of surviving is less when met with an accident.
santosh
flight, in the upper clouds,
why come tumbling down when you can stay up forever, floating, effortless…
desire is not reality, and you fall down, and it is epic, epic like a mountain splitting in two, epic like fire, epic like life, but you’ve lost life and all is lost and you’ve lost,
flight.
MG
areoplane taking flight into the night with air and see surounding it. A woosh of air and it’s gone into the night taking flight. A quick check around to chack everythings alrgiht and wosh off into the night, taking flight
georgia
A bird is to flight as a groundhog is to shadow. Take flight or stand down your principles, beliefs, and morals. Each one of us is responsible for taking a risk, upholding what is right for ourselves and our loved ones and for most, flight is no option.
AC
I THINK OF AIRPLANES, AND BIRDS AND MY FRIEND IN THE AIR FORCE, HE IS ONE OF THE NICEST AND UNIQUE PEOPLE I KNOW. I MISS HIM HES DAYS AWAY IN IDAHO. I THINK OF HOW HIGH I WOULD LIKE TO BE, NOT SMOKING HIGH, JUST FEELING WEIGHTLESS ABOVE THE WORLD AND ALL ITS PROBLEMS
Bri
flight of the honkers, it is fall
crows in field gobbling cow dung
it is soooo full of good stuff
caw! caw!
flights of birds when I catch them stealing my lambs quarter seeds
begone, thieves!
heh, heh, there’s plenty for all ,
come back my friends
I saidthe wrong thing in the wrong tone to the horseling and all the horses flew
I think they just wanting to run fast, it’s that sort of morning
i certainly would fly today if I could
wow, sixty secs is a long time, and they say that time flies oh, the flight fancy flight of time
Valerie
flying high, right past all the bullshit that plagues your everyday existence. right into the clouds that stream through the atmosphere into the setting golden sun where you know your dreams lie just beyond on the other side.
david liston
i don’t think man has any business flying. sooner or later, all the planes will fall back down.
martin
take it, live it. need it.
clouds follow you, trailing behind.
no one can reach you.
look down and everyone is small, problems, regrets, tears. get smaller, smaller, out of site.
wind brushes your face. you feel free.
Luke
and when the birds left, we were still standing there. I look to my right, and saw my love, the reason those thoughtless winged animals had song, was falling asleep in my arms, i knew that the world was good.
kenneth chung
Again I go. I don’t know! Figure it out without a faault difficult it is, but still we try
triste
fly away to distant lands, to see different people, learn knew things, to wander whether you’re right or wrong, to find out the endless possilbilities a flight will give you. Even so you never know…
triste
In flight my favorite thing to do is imagine laying on the clouds, bouncing around flying in the mist and rolling around.
deadheaddaisy
the fight breaks out and there is blood and brawl and screams. The girl in the middle throws he hands up, covering he skull. She knows that one blow could cause a crack. There would be no sound and no tears. Only the dull trickle. So she covers he head and dives away. Her legs carry her across the field. They pick up faster than ever before. She is in flight.
Taylor
always trying to fix the moments in your mind get away with it and leave it on the fidge why not take the bus to the next station.
david
the little birds wings spread out beside him in his deciding moment of glory or death
emptybusseat
i flew across the cold air at night
me
Well, there we were about to board our flight.
John Egenhofer
i don’t like flying, i think it’s pretty much dangerous. I am trying to avoid that as much as possible! I’m a chicken, so what?! Better to remain alive than to die fried! I think I wrote enough about it !
The second to last flight I was on was from Nicaragua to El Salvador. I was very hung over and so I felt sort of sick. But when I again realized where I was I felt way better. At the other end of the world… Later on I continued to Mexico. Home.
hey man, I just got off the plane from Miami, it was nuts
While in flight, many people expierence uneasy feelings. It is the greatest and worst place to be in. You can find yourself in trouble or in paradise. Flight is the way of tomorrow and forever.
Flight is like a feather dancing in the wind. It’s light and floats so softly on the invisible stream on wind. Flight has no boundaries. Flight is like dreams high in the air, impossible to reach.
flying in a plane, or the birds or anything like that. flight of the concords. flee or flight instead of fight? i don’t get it, how much can you write about flight?! THIS IS INSANE?!!!!
The flight took off on time — but my mind was undoubtedly still in Seattle long after our departure time. I just didn’t know how to let go…and I wasn’t sure that I wanted to. I sat there on the plane, knowing on some level that I wouldn’t be going back. At least, not in the same way I had this time.
long airplane trips across the nation to visit my boyfriend.
soaring in the air, dipping, weaving, turning. the flight of the bird exuded an air of total control and ease of motion. to an observer, the flight of a bird can be frustrating, tiring, and astounding- all at once.
flight. fight. right. write.
It’s about flying in the sky. parachut, airoplane, wings. birds can fly. I would like very much to have the possiblity of flight. You can see clouds, whole earth, I’m sure it would feel very special.
Also, it can be very dangerous if flying withou special equipment.
He thought that it was achievable, simply by tying a couple of sturdy branches to his arms, and letting the leaves take care of the glide pattern.
But it was not to be. For Icarus had neglected to remove the branches from the tree, and thus remained stuck.
The end.
i took a flight to chicago once. at the end, there was free cake and a booklet to explore indianapolis. i didn’t want to go to indianapolis though, i wanted to go to chicago.
i got drunk.
broke my toe.
and went home.
it was a good trip.
quite literally.
holiday food drink clouds canada mexico peter pan captain hook family rain sun pool sand new clothes blue bird
escape from pain….freedom from worry….avoidance of pressure…..lack of conflict…..
my brain takes flight as i cook up words to use and discover, to build into soaring hights of discovery, and manipulation of the environment. I see the trees, the forests, the mountains, the rivers, the birds at my side, and the goats look like ants. The roads look like veins, and the grass looks like fur. I love to fly high in the sky with my head like a fly, oh my so high
i ought to catch the next flight over africa. but i couldnt’ do it. while i was in during flight, i had tried to fly. my dream was to flight over the rainbow, so high :)
The airplane above me suddenly stopped flying, and went falling down the moon and all the clouds but all the people suddenly survived and went home to their kitchen RON made himself some Shettlands Pie with Mushrooms.
flights of fantacy
What do I want? Are you sure you want to know? I think you already know. I want you. Plain and simple. AAA. I want you to show me your eyes. I want you to let me feel your skin as you breathe into me. I want to see you bite your lip. I want to bite your lip. I want you to be comfortable with me. I want to relive the past. The flight is one thing I would not change about that trip. I want you to stay in my room. I want you to know I am staring at you as you sleep. I want you to know that my mind stares at you all day and night. I want you to know how I feel. I want you to tell me how you feel. I want you to know that I am beyond the safety of acronyms. I want to be free to love you
because I do.
As she stood at the window she hesitated. She wanted to but found it hard to let go. She jumped and hit the trees. she got back up and let go again. she did it she took flight and smiled at the wind hitting her arms and toes.
The sky was high; and from the cliff face, everything seemed easy and windy. Slowly he tipped himself forwards, feeling the ground in front of him fade away into air. At first, he struggled in the air as it was almost heavy. But now, as he soars towards the water, it felt more like flying, free and honest.
flight is the most comfort and fast mode of transport. but it cannot be affordable by middle class people. and probability of surviving is less when met with an accident.
flight, in the upper clouds,
why come tumbling down when you can stay up forever, floating, effortless…
desire is not reality, and you fall down, and it is epic, epic like a mountain splitting in two, epic like fire, epic like life, but you’ve lost life and all is lost and you’ve lost,
flight.
areoplane taking flight into the night with air and see surounding it. A woosh of air and it’s gone into the night taking flight. A quick check around to chack everythings alrgiht and wosh off into the night, taking flight
A bird is to flight as a groundhog is to shadow. Take flight or stand down your principles, beliefs, and morals. Each one of us is responsible for taking a risk, upholding what is right for ourselves and our loved ones and for most, flight is no option.
I THINK OF AIRPLANES, AND BIRDS AND MY FRIEND IN THE AIR FORCE, HE IS ONE OF THE NICEST AND UNIQUE PEOPLE I KNOW. I MISS HIM HES DAYS AWAY IN IDAHO. I THINK OF HOW HIGH I WOULD LIKE TO BE, NOT SMOKING HIGH, JUST FEELING WEIGHTLESS ABOVE THE WORLD AND ALL ITS PROBLEMS
flight of the honkers, it is fall
crows in field gobbling cow dung
it is soooo full of good stuff
caw! caw!
flights of birds when I catch them stealing my lambs quarter seeds
begone, thieves!
heh, heh, there’s plenty for all ,
come back my friends
I saidthe wrong thing in the wrong tone to the horseling and all the horses flew
I think they just wanting to run fast, it’s that sort of morning
i certainly would fly today if I could
wow, sixty secs is a long time, and they say that time flies oh, the flight fancy flight of time
flying high, right past all the bullshit that plagues your everyday existence. right into the clouds that stream through the atmosphere into the setting golden sun where you know your dreams lie just beyond on the other side.
i don’t think man has any business flying. sooner or later, all the planes will fall back down.
take it, live it. need it.
clouds follow you, trailing behind.
no one can reach you.
look down and everyone is small, problems, regrets, tears. get smaller, smaller, out of site.
wind brushes your face. you feel free.
and when the birds left, we were still standing there. I look to my right, and saw my love, the reason those thoughtless winged animals had song, was falling asleep in my arms, i knew that the world was good.
Again I go. I don’t know! Figure it out without a faault difficult it is, but still we try
fly away to distant lands, to see different people, learn knew things, to wander whether you’re right or wrong, to find out the endless possilbilities a flight will give you. Even so you never know…
In flight my favorite thing to do is imagine laying on the clouds, bouncing around flying in the mist and rolling around.
the fight breaks out and there is blood and brawl and screams. The girl in the middle throws he hands up, covering he skull. She knows that one blow could cause a crack. There would be no sound and no tears. Only the dull trickle. So she covers he head and dives away. Her legs carry her across the field. They pick up faster than ever before. She is in flight.
always trying to fix the moments in your mind get away with it and leave it on the fidge why not take the bus to the next station.
the little birds wings spread out beside him in his deciding moment of glory or death
i flew across the cold air at night
Well, there we were about to board our flight.
i don’t like flying, i think it’s pretty much dangerous. I am trying to avoid that as much as possible! I’m a chicken, so what?! Better to remain alive than to die fried! I think I wrote enough about it !