When I think harness, the first word I think of is sex. Then horses. And then love. Harnessing emotion is so hard. Sometimes I’m not quite sure I’m mature enough to have emotions because I’m so passionate. I definitely haven’t perfected my emotional harness. I often brim over and scorch anything within a mile radius lol I’m hoping as I grow in my Christian walk I will have fine-tuned my emotions. I’m also hoping I can learn how to ride a horse :)
Brandi
idek what that means, man, i honestly have no idea aha #truestorybro
lolno
It’s mean , because it means taking advantage of other people and that’s not nice. At all…I mean why cant people just do things without taking advantage of others? So not cool.
Harness your hopes on just one person, because you know a harness is only made for one. My favorite Pavement song. It makes me think I’d rather just be alone. I don’t want to harness my hopes to anyone
Shannon
I fall hoping this harness you’ve attached is strong. I can feel the the threads plucking away with every swing my body takes. There are no clouds or cushions below me–just your arms. Did you envision this would happen? Was this all a trap to get me to throw away all judgement and ache for your help? If so, it’s working.
Desiree J
band bind braid tape tie truss
constrain control curb
stifle stop strap
band gear
smother
brassiere
To hOld you down. To support you keep you from danger from falling. Feel lirated without it buy also exposed. Dangerous. Mountain climbing. Reaching new heights. Seeing new things. In a new perspective. Eye opening. Holds you down and simultaneously let’s you be free
Beatriz
I tightened the harness around my wait as I looked up at the 400 ft of steep rock I was about the climb. I hope the view is worth it.
Alyssa Fator
I can’t think of anything…nothing at all…it’s kind of like something’s holding me back, kind of like a harness…wait a minute!!! That’s it!
Max
I harness the snake, ready to kill it. But the snake lashes back, angry. I know it hates me for killing its sister, but i had no choice. She broke my heart and left me for dead. And know, this is my revenge. On the sister snake.
Laura
Harnesses are tools used to hold something back. Hold me back, man! I put my bunny rabbits in harnesses when I was younger and tried to take them on walks. That didn’t work so well…they kinda lose their will to hop when they’re constrained. Cats, too. They don’t like harnesses much. I’d love to harness all my creativity and start to write again in a way that would promote a healthier imagination.
Melissa
The harness wrapped around her like a comforting hand as she bounced against the rock. Down was always easier especially when heights weren’t a bother. The air whistled past her, curving around her body with a familiarity she had not had in a while, but really she preferred it this way. Relationships got messy, the wind had no lover to tussle with and no drama to bring to the table.
Strap on a harness, we’re going places.
Who knows if we’ll ever return, but we’re off.
Past mountains and over seas, we’re off.
So strap on your harness, we’re going places.
On a horse or a car or something. Not quite sure if that’s right, oh well. Actually now that I think about it.. harnesss… what rhymes with harness… baroness? I don’t know. Ooh and babies, babies have harnesses sometimes don’t they? Or no wait thats a papoos. YOU ALL SUCK I HATE LIFE WHY DO PEOPLE WANT TO KILL ME ALL THE TIME IT’S LIKE MY WHOLE LIFE IS A LIE AND EVERYONE IN IT AND JUST PIZZA ALL I CAN THNK ABOUT IS PIZZA AND TEETH FALLING OUT AND THE END OF CORONation street OH WAIT I HATE THAT STUPID SHOW WHY DO YOU SUCK SO BAD!
Mildred.
She fastened the harness to it’s back, watching as the horse in front of her shook it’s body in delight. It’s long, flowing mane had been detangled and was now flowing gently around it’s face. She could sense the beasts excitement. He’d always loved to race.
KayLeigh
The wind whipped my hair violently and recklessly, dancing around and ending up covering my face. My eyes peeked to the right, and met the turquoise eyes of the boy next to me. The moment was fleeting, much too fast. I wished I could harness the wind, put it in a glass jar, and keep it next to my bed on the nightstand.
Alex
Harness: Earth has a harness on all man, we depend on vital things from the earth like water. We think we are superior and have a seperation from the earth when really without this harness of earth we would fall.
First thing that came to mind was learning to ride horses. So much I could write here but won’t. I learned from someone who was a real jerk. So it’s probably little surprise that when he forced my horse to jump, rather than letting me circle it around to get momentum for another attempt, I was pleased to hear that I’d kicked him in the head while hurtling through the air when the horse threw me.
Noisy Quiet
a harness is a thing that you use to hold something in place. it can be a noun or a verb. i harnessed the chain to the wall. the harness kept me from falling off. those are a few examples. this is real cool.
tj
A horse wears a harness. But does it want to wear that harness? Or is it being oppressed by the man? Literally and metaphorically. Harnesses are not comfortable.
Pippa Plenderleath
I harnessed the horses and climbed in to the buggy, hoping the new bay would work well with Chester. It was tragic to have to put down Charlie when he broke his leg and Chester missed his friend, but it was time to get back to work.
Katherine
You no longer hold this harness on me. I will not cave on this. I will not so much as even bow. I will stand my ground and be the strong person that I know I am. Even if it hurts deep down…
when I think about harness I think about horses for some reason.. I guess it’s because they wear harnesses? But I also think about superpowers. you know “harnessing your energy” or something like that. I want some damn superpowers.
I harness you and won’t let go. I won’t because your everything I need…your like air to me, I can’t and will never set you free. I want u 2 harness me.
Safety. A hold, thats almost unbreakable.
But
Devastation when it does break.
He was my harness, now what will i do?
I can move on without him,
its just that i dont want to.
AmandaL
Sometimes I feel like a kid with one of those leashes on…and my parents keep yanking me back, but all I want is to see the eagle at the zoo and watch it fly away.
She saw time slipping away from her, felt the surge of power leaving her body. She had nothing left to give. The last thing she remembered was the sudden warmth of a strong hand on her back, before her mind melted into nothingness.
The harness feel tough and cool underneath her warm palms. When she was on top of her favorite stallion, her Sherlock, she felt unstoppable. Nothing could touch her, not the wind, not the dust flowing in thundering clouds
Joanna
Aproveitar o que? porra nenhuma, nenhuma apresentação, nenhum aproveitamento, a vida passada rapido como num raio de sentimentos, aproveitar é indiferente, indiferente de viver, viver loucamente uma vida curta.
ÍCaro
Put it on your head and neck and run. You can jump around safely without injury. It holds everything in. You can harness energies in a more spiritual sense, not so physical. A tanginble harness is one thing, but the harnesses we put on ourselves are much stronger.
Amanda
hamurile pentru cai, armura de metal, cingatoare pentru escaladarea stincilor, muntilor, curea pentru ciini
My harness is snug around my waist and torso, each buckle and strap tied with meticulous care, so tight I can barely breathe. Alec looks at me with a grim smile, and something else.
“Ready?”
I feel my chest tighten with anxiety, my heart speeding up. Breathing comes harder. Before us, the door opens, bringing with it a strong, pulling wind that smells of smoke, and blood, and death. Things to be finished.
I take his hand in mine and smile, excited to end this. “Ready.”
Together, we fall.
“Just take this harness” The lady handed me the ‘harness’
“What? You cant leave me with this! I don’t know how t put it on!” I shouted after her but she had already started walking away.
mee123
she slipped the harness over his head and around his ears, gently adjusting the bridle between his teeth. he nuzzled against her pocket looking for a treat and stamping his foot impatiently. “hold on boy,” she whispered against his cheek. “not long now.” “well damnit, hurry up” he grumbled “my wife will be home in half an hour!”
debra
The stripper strapped on the last snap on her harness and walked on stage. She had never worn a strap on before in public and it was a little intimidating, but it was such a turn on. The moment she walked on stage and she felt the light hit her face,all her fear faded….she was in control.
Ashley
I strapped myself on unknowingly.
Dragging the weight of the family forward,
ingesting their sins
so that they may enter heaven
while I fall down to hell
a bigger sinner
than I ought to have been.
My sadness is my harness. I pull a cart filled with regret. I also keep a dictionary on there to remind me what “gret” is, since re-gret means having this thing again.
When I think harness, the first word I think of is sex. Then horses. And then love. Harnessing emotion is so hard. Sometimes I’m not quite sure I’m mature enough to have emotions because I’m so passionate. I definitely haven’t perfected my emotional harness. I often brim over and scorch anything within a mile radius lol I’m hoping as I grow in my Christian walk I will have fine-tuned my emotions. I’m also hoping I can learn how to ride a horse :)
idek what that means, man, i honestly have no idea aha #truestorybro
It’s mean , because it means taking advantage of other people and that’s not nice. At all…I mean why cant people just do things without taking advantage of others? So not cool.
dd
Harness your hopes on just one person, because you know a harness is only made for one. My favorite Pavement song. It makes me think I’d rather just be alone. I don’t want to harness my hopes to anyone
I fall hoping this harness you’ve attached is strong. I can feel the the threads plucking away with every swing my body takes. There are no clouds or cushions below me–just your arms. Did you envision this would happen? Was this all a trap to get me to throw away all judgement and ache for your help? If so, it’s working.
band bind braid tape tie truss
constrain control curb
stifle stop strap
band gear
smother
brassiere
To hOld you down. To support you keep you from danger from falling. Feel lirated without it buy also exposed. Dangerous. Mountain climbing. Reaching new heights. Seeing new things. In a new perspective. Eye opening. Holds you down and simultaneously let’s you be free
I tightened the harness around my wait as I looked up at the 400 ft of steep rock I was about the climb. I hope the view is worth it.
I can’t think of anything…nothing at all…it’s kind of like something’s holding me back, kind of like a harness…wait a minute!!! That’s it!
I harness the snake, ready to kill it. But the snake lashes back, angry. I know it hates me for killing its sister, but i had no choice. She broke my heart and left me for dead. And know, this is my revenge. On the sister snake.
Harnesses are tools used to hold something back. Hold me back, man! I put my bunny rabbits in harnesses when I was younger and tried to take them on walks. That didn’t work so well…they kinda lose their will to hop when they’re constrained. Cats, too. They don’t like harnesses much. I’d love to harness all my creativity and start to write again in a way that would promote a healthier imagination.
The harness wrapped around her like a comforting hand as she bounced against the rock. Down was always easier especially when heights weren’t a bother. The air whistled past her, curving around her body with a familiarity she had not had in a while, but really she preferred it this way. Relationships got messy, the wind had no lover to tussle with and no drama to bring to the table.
Strap on a harness, we’re going places.
Who knows if we’ll ever return, but we’re off.
Past mountains and over seas, we’re off.
So strap on your harness, we’re going places.
On a horse or a car or something. Not quite sure if that’s right, oh well. Actually now that I think about it.. harnesss… what rhymes with harness… baroness? I don’t know. Ooh and babies, babies have harnesses sometimes don’t they? Or no wait thats a papoos. YOU ALL SUCK I HATE LIFE WHY DO PEOPLE WANT TO KILL ME ALL THE TIME IT’S LIKE MY WHOLE LIFE IS A LIE AND EVERYONE IN IT AND JUST PIZZA ALL I CAN THNK ABOUT IS PIZZA AND TEETH FALLING OUT AND THE END OF CORONation street OH WAIT I HATE THAT STUPID SHOW WHY DO YOU SUCK SO BAD!
She fastened the harness to it’s back, watching as the horse in front of her shook it’s body in delight. It’s long, flowing mane had been detangled and was now flowing gently around it’s face. She could sense the beasts excitement. He’d always loved to race.
The wind whipped my hair violently and recklessly, dancing around and ending up covering my face. My eyes peeked to the right, and met the turquoise eyes of the boy next to me. The moment was fleeting, much too fast. I wished I could harness the wind, put it in a glass jar, and keep it next to my bed on the nightstand.
Harness: Earth has a harness on all man, we depend on vital things from the earth like water. We think we are superior and have a seperation from the earth when really without this harness of earth we would fall.
harness =rope
hold tight!
security
harness=use/exploit
harness energy
Harness
First thing that came to mind was learning to ride horses. So much I could write here but won’t. I learned from someone who was a real jerk. So it’s probably little surprise that when he forced my horse to jump, rather than letting me circle it around to get momentum for another attempt, I was pleased to hear that I’d kicked him in the head while hurtling through the air when the horse threw me.
a harness is a thing that you use to hold something in place. it can be a noun or a verb. i harnessed the chain to the wall. the harness kept me from falling off. those are a few examples. this is real cool.
A horse wears a harness. But does it want to wear that harness? Or is it being oppressed by the man? Literally and metaphorically. Harnesses are not comfortable.
I harnessed the horses and climbed in to the buggy, hoping the new bay would work well with Chester. It was tragic to have to put down Charlie when he broke his leg and Chester missed his friend, but it was time to get back to work.
You no longer hold this harness on me. I will not cave on this. I will not so much as even bow. I will stand my ground and be the strong person that I know I am. Even if it hurts deep down…
when I think about harness I think about horses for some reason.. I guess it’s because they wear harnesses? But I also think about superpowers. you know “harnessing your energy” or something like that. I want some damn superpowers.
I harness you and won’t let go. I won’t because your everything I need…your like air to me, I can’t and will never set you free. I want u 2 harness me.
Safety. A hold, thats almost unbreakable.
But
Devastation when it does break.
He was my harness, now what will i do?
I can move on without him,
its just that i dont want to.
Sometimes I feel like a kid with one of those leashes on…and my parents keep yanking me back, but all I want is to see the eagle at the zoo and watch it fly away.
She saw time slipping away from her, felt the surge of power leaving her body. She had nothing left to give. The last thing she remembered was the sudden warmth of a strong hand on her back, before her mind melted into nothingness.
The harness feel tough and cool underneath her warm palms. When she was on top of her favorite stallion, her Sherlock, she felt unstoppable. Nothing could touch her, not the wind, not the dust flowing in thundering clouds
Aproveitar o que? porra nenhuma, nenhuma apresentação, nenhum aproveitamento, a vida passada rapido como num raio de sentimentos, aproveitar é indiferente, indiferente de viver, viver loucamente uma vida curta.
Put it on your head and neck and run. You can jump around safely without injury. It holds everything in. You can harness energies in a more spiritual sense, not so physical. A tanginble harness is one thing, but the harnesses we put on ourselves are much stronger.
hamurile pentru cai, armura de metal, cingatoare pentru escaladarea stincilor, muntilor, curea pentru ciini
Energy is harnessed. Horses are harnessed. The spirit of a human being must never be harnessed.
My harness is snug around my waist and torso, each buckle and strap tied with meticulous care, so tight I can barely breathe. Alec looks at me with a grim smile, and something else.
“Ready?”
I feel my chest tighten with anxiety, my heart speeding up. Breathing comes harder. Before us, the door opens, bringing with it a strong, pulling wind that smells of smoke, and blood, and death. Things to be finished.
I take his hand in mine and smile, excited to end this. “Ready.”
Together, we fall.
“Just take this harness” The lady handed me the ‘harness’
“What? You cant leave me with this! I don’t know how t put it on!” I shouted after her but she had already started walking away.
she slipped the harness over his head and around his ears, gently adjusting the bridle between his teeth. he nuzzled against her pocket looking for a treat and stamping his foot impatiently. “hold on boy,” she whispered against his cheek. “not long now.” “well damnit, hurry up” he grumbled “my wife will be home in half an hour!”
The stripper strapped on the last snap on her harness and walked on stage. She had never worn a strap on before in public and it was a little intimidating, but it was such a turn on. The moment she walked on stage and she felt the light hit her face,all her fear faded….she was in control.
I strapped myself on unknowingly.
Dragging the weight of the family forward,
ingesting their sins
so that they may enter heaven
while I fall down to hell
a bigger sinner
than I ought to have been.
My sadness is my harness. I pull a cart filled with regret. I also keep a dictionary on there to remind me what “gret” is, since re-gret means having this thing again.