jack of all trades, master of none. the faces we keep for the people we hate–everything we aren’t hitting the surface of what we never wanted. master keeps it all down for us.
O.
I choose to be master of my emotions. I will not be overrun by thoughts that try to move me in a direction that I should not go. What should I do? Walk by faith and not by sight.
God your word is master over my life. Thanks Jesus for paving the way
‘I am the captain of my soul, the master of my fate.’ I will conquer, I will endure, I will learn how to do this. I will reign over the fear that encircles me and tame the doubt. I will triumph.
I sat down with a huff. He had no right. No right whatsoever. Why didn’t I run away? Why didn’t I try to leave when I had the chance.
My eyes wandered towards the mirror and I stared at my empty blue eyes. They were once full of love. Full of life.
Jenna Abbassi
I am the master of my fate, the captain of my soul.
So the famous words go, quoted over and over in literature, in film, in every possible venue.
Do I really believe them? Dare I believe them?
I don’t know. I want to, very badly. But it is so, so hard.
She gave him the response he was waiting for. “No,” she said to him. The master did not deem this appropriate, and so he flew on his winged contraption and left her in the shadows of shame.
The master in dr. Who. That is who I think of. Bum ba ba bum, bum ba ba bum…
Victoria
The young man bowed slowly and stiffly, his forehead almost brushing against the ground. “Anything for you…” he murmured, and then, with a hardly noticeable grimace, “…Master.” The word was uttered in a quiet, low tone, his disgust barely concealed.
To master or the be the master. I’d like to master a few things this year.. but that always leaves another thing to be mastered. To be the master. No thanks. I’m more of a follower, helper. Unless it has to do with vacuuming. Only I can do that properly. ;)
Marlena
Master of the house. Master of the house. Lalalalalalalala la-la-la? LES MIS, awesome musical. One of my favorite songs right there.
He trailed behind her, rubbing his arms but refusing to complain after her outburst earlier that morning. He had chosen to follow her, he reminded himself when the wind picked up and his teeth began to chatter. You’re here because you owe her, he justified when he lost her in the snow and continued to trudge on. Finally, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and she guided him to a small cavern that had been hiding a few feet from the path.
Suddenly, he remembered why he had chosen to follow her.
Joy
I don’t know what to do. I was stuck in this situation where I was all alone. I was free and that scared me. I had no master to boss me around, no master to make my decisions for me. I was completely and utterly alone. I looked around, some part of me hoping my master would be there looking at me with his cruel eyes, but he was no where in sight.
i have become a master at moving on. i have hardships in my life like anyone has. sure they get bigger as life goes on, for example, writing essays in 5th grade and fitting in at high school.and now here i am moving on once again over you.
i have become a master at moving on. i have hardships in my life like anyone has. sure they get bigger as life goes on, for example, writing essays in 5th grade and fitting in at high school.and now here i am moving on once again over you.
Yes Master said the boy as he left through the kitchen door to go and clean the car. “Master is always right” thought the boy, recalling all the other times that the Master had told him why the car needed to be cleaned, because it was muddy and would cause stains, because the bird poo would eat through the paint work – yes the Master was always right.
I am Sparta! Haha. I have NO idea why that popped into my head but it did. It’s funny how random stuff pops into my head so randomly. I’m so random. Random and proud of it! Random people are awesome, and awesome people are masters, so that makes me a master.
Think about it. Then comment about what I just wrote. Teeheehee.
Master of all, master of none
what dreams have we but those to come
a flashing of sound and the blink of an eye
to death what souls who’s death must lie
Cordes
I am Sparta! Haha. I have NO idea why that popped into my head but it did. It’s funny how random stuff pops into my head so randomly. I’m so random. Random and proud of it! Random people are awesome, and awesome people are masters, so that makes me a master.
Think about it.
This is how some people wish to be regarded. It is also the way I would like to approach certain difficulties skills and wishes. i would like to master my cravings for sugary things.
He was cruel, strict. It was hard to look him in the eye, because if you did so you’d meet the cold snake eyes, stirring was malice. He demanded that you always call him “master” instead of his last name.
Kalene Vigil
Holding her head in her hands, she looked at the switchboard in front of her. the heat really was simply too much. the buttons had all tripped in the heat – it was yet another scorcher. she needed to find that master switch to get that power running again.
Billy was one of those boys who got my goat so much I’d do anything to top him. Every sentence he uttered began ‘I’ll bet you anything I can beat you at …’ and finished with a challenge. Arm wrestling, swimming, running, frog catching … on and on. He thought I’d back down because I’m a girl. Jerk. After we married, I confessed to the months I spent learning to master the Rubik’s Cube awaiting his challenge. It never came.
I am the master of my fate. I am the one that controls what I do in my life, no one else. Sure, I have people that help guide me and hold me to a high standard… But it’s up to me to make the ulimate decision. Will I stay or will I go? Will I spend or save? I’m not entirely sure about everything yet.. What I am sure of though, is that I’m not afraid to make mistakes. I’m not afraid to take chances and risks. I truely believe the more open you are to situations and change, the happier you will be.
Joanna
it was too intense to look at him. eye contact was a different language. none would go against him or challenge him. it was long a mystery why his power was so captivating and why not one objected to it.
gina
A deeply guarded piece of myself called out into the yonder for in the far distance, past the hallowed ground of the town’s church, down past Willy’s farm and over the horizon was a familiar voice, yet entirely compelling. I knew as the voice of my master, my creator beckoning me for yet another cruel task. I’d grown tired but he’d made my body unable to reciprocate those feeling and so I went.
The Lord is my Master. He asks nothing from me, other than what I need to make my life more fulfilling. I ask Him daily what I can do to be more like He. I thank my Master for the beauties of this life of mine, for the gracious gifts he has bestowed upon me. I thank my Master for saving me.
master is what a man is before he’s married. master and misses. master is that like above you? master. like he’s my master. am i the slave? what. omg. ok master.
kelly nelson
They say I am the master of my own destiny, but I do not believe it. I lie on top of too much history, a hard bed of earth that forever sucks me down, away from what is ahead. My destiny is already vibrating with melodies that played before I was even born.
“Dobby has now master! Dobby is a free elf!”
Remember his death? It was way too sappy in the movie
in the book it was just pure sadness
in the film it was in this beautiful place and blah
why does death always need to made beautiful?
Joan
Someone who has influence on somebody so that he could teach him. Has an apprentice and is always more advanced than him.
the master of disguise is my surprise he’s fast he’s fine he can outshine any dime in time space rhymes aren’t a crime if oxygen weren’t around we’d have no time to waster cuz space will erase your face so don’t disgrace your race or i’ll put you in place i am paulina the master of writing and you can’t stop my fighting
Paulina Pahl
I tried to master fate, to make my wish come true
I set my sights on the dream I call a life with you.
But despite how much I loved, it wasn’t meant for me
I could not fight the truth that you and I will never be.
The master of the school looked down at the boy sitting in front of him, the wet patch on his trousers spreading larger as he trembled with fear and began to cry. The master smiled, and it fixed horribly in place as he turned his head to the cause of the boy
hannah
He obeys him. That is his only job, his only duty, the only thought he has in the world. Obey the master.
The headmaster is the leader of the fraternity. I really don’t know what a headmaster does but whatever. I’m just typing wondering what will happen when the time runs out. What will happen? heheh
Leslye
The servant bowers as it entered the room. He had been called to serve his master’s guests. They were always called when the party needed some ‘entertainment’.
jack of all trades, master of none. the faces we keep for the people we hate–everything we aren’t hitting the surface of what we never wanted. master keeps it all down for us.
I choose to be master of my emotions. I will not be overrun by thoughts that try to move me in a direction that I should not go. What should I do? Walk by faith and not by sight.
God your word is master over my life. Thanks Jesus for paving the way
‘I am the captain of my soul, the master of my fate.’ I will conquer, I will endure, I will learn how to do this. I will reign over the fear that encircles me and tame the doubt. I will triumph.
I sat down with a huff. He had no right. No right whatsoever. Why didn’t I run away? Why didn’t I try to leave when I had the chance.
My eyes wandered towards the mirror and I stared at my empty blue eyes. They were once full of love. Full of life.
I am the master of my fate, the captain of my soul.
So the famous words go, quoted over and over in literature, in film, in every possible venue.
Do I really believe them? Dare I believe them?
I don’t know. I want to, very badly. But it is so, so hard.
I don’t intend to be anyone’s master.
Except for my own.
She gave him the response he was waiting for. “No,” she said to him. The master did not deem this appropriate, and so he flew on his winged contraption and left her in the shadows of shame.
The master in dr. Who. That is who I think of. Bum ba ba bum, bum ba ba bum…
The young man bowed slowly and stiffly, his forehead almost brushing against the ground. “Anything for you…” he murmured, and then, with a hardly noticeable grimace, “…Master.” The word was uttered in a quiet, low tone, his disgust barely concealed.
To master or the be the master. I’d like to master a few things this year.. but that always leaves another thing to be mastered. To be the master. No thanks. I’m more of a follower, helper. Unless it has to do with vacuuming. Only I can do that properly. ;)
Master of the house. Master of the house. Lalalalalalalala la-la-la? LES MIS, awesome musical. One of my favorite songs right there.
Be the master of me. :P
He trailed behind her, rubbing his arms but refusing to complain after her outburst earlier that morning. He had chosen to follow her, he reminded himself when the wind picked up and his teeth began to chatter. You’re here because you owe her, he justified when he lost her in the snow and continued to trudge on. Finally, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and she guided him to a small cavern that had been hiding a few feet from the path.
Suddenly, he remembered why he had chosen to follow her.
I don’t know what to do. I was stuck in this situation where I was all alone. I was free and that scared me. I had no master to boss me around, no master to make my decisions for me. I was completely and utterly alone. I looked around, some part of me hoping my master would be there looking at me with his cruel eyes, but he was no where in sight.
i have become a master at moving on. i have hardships in my life like anyone has. sure they get bigger as life goes on, for example, writing essays in 5th grade and fitting in at high school.and now here i am moving on once again over you.
i have become a master at moving on. i have hardships in my life like anyone has. sure they get bigger as life goes on, for example, writing essays in 5th grade and fitting in at high school.and now here i am moving on once again over you.
Yes Master said the boy as he left through the kitchen door to go and clean the car. “Master is always right” thought the boy, recalling all the other times that the Master had told him why the car needed to be cleaned, because it was muddy and would cause stains, because the bird poo would eat through the paint work – yes the Master was always right.
I am Sparta! Haha. I have NO idea why that popped into my head but it did. It’s funny how random stuff pops into my head so randomly. I’m so random. Random and proud of it! Random people are awesome, and awesome people are masters, so that makes me a master.
Think about it. Then comment about what I just wrote. Teeheehee.
Master of all, master of none
what dreams have we but those to come
a flashing of sound and the blink of an eye
to death what souls who’s death must lie
I am Sparta! Haha. I have NO idea why that popped into my head but it did. It’s funny how random stuff pops into my head so randomly. I’m so random. Random and proud of it! Random people are awesome, and awesome people are masters, so that makes me a master.
Think about it.
This is how some people wish to be regarded. It is also the way I would like to approach certain difficulties skills and wishes. i would like to master my cravings for sugary things.
He was cruel, strict. It was hard to look him in the eye, because if you did so you’d meet the cold snake eyes, stirring was malice. He demanded that you always call him “master” instead of his last name.
Holding her head in her hands, she looked at the switchboard in front of her. the heat really was simply too much. the buttons had all tripped in the heat – it was yet another scorcher. she needed to find that master switch to get that power running again.
Billy was one of those boys who got my goat so much I’d do anything to top him. Every sentence he uttered began ‘I’ll bet you anything I can beat you at …’ and finished with a challenge. Arm wrestling, swimming, running, frog catching … on and on. He thought I’d back down because I’m a girl. Jerk. After we married, I confessed to the months I spent learning to master the Rubik’s Cube awaiting his challenge. It never came.
to be master
of the universe
is a dream better left to lunatics
for the wisest men know
that we can only truly be
masters of ourselves
I am the master of my fate. I am the one that controls what I do in my life, no one else. Sure, I have people that help guide me and hold me to a high standard… But it’s up to me to make the ulimate decision. Will I stay or will I go? Will I spend or save? I’m not entirely sure about everything yet.. What I am sure of though, is that I’m not afraid to make mistakes. I’m not afraid to take chances and risks. I truely believe the more open you are to situations and change, the happier you will be.
it was too intense to look at him. eye contact was a different language. none would go against him or challenge him. it was long a mystery why his power was so captivating and why not one objected to it.
A deeply guarded piece of myself called out into the yonder for in the far distance, past the hallowed ground of the town’s church, down past Willy’s farm and over the horizon was a familiar voice, yet entirely compelling. I knew as the voice of my master, my creator beckoning me for yet another cruel task. I’d grown tired but he’d made my body unable to reciprocate those feeling and so I went.
Slice, it licks across his neck, and comes away red. I am Thamin, Master of the Blade. His arms fall to his side before his sword was ever drawn.
The Lord is my Master. He asks nothing from me, other than what I need to make my life more fulfilling. I ask Him daily what I can do to be more like He. I thank my Master for the beauties of this life of mine, for the gracious gifts he has bestowed upon me. I thank my Master for saving me.
master is what a man is before he’s married. master and misses. master is that like above you? master. like he’s my master. am i the slave? what. omg. ok master.
They say I am the master of my own destiny, but I do not believe it. I lie on top of too much history, a hard bed of earth that forever sucks me down, away from what is ahead. My destiny is already vibrating with melodies that played before I was even born.
“Dobby has now master! Dobby is a free elf!”
Remember his death? It was way too sappy in the movie
in the book it was just pure sadness
in the film it was in this beautiful place and blah
why does death always need to made beautiful?
Someone who has influence on somebody so that he could teach him. Has an apprentice and is always more advanced than him.
what do we really, truly, certainly master that is entirely of our own, individual, innocent creation/copyright?
the master of disguise is my surprise he’s fast he’s fine he can outshine any dime in time space rhymes aren’t a crime if oxygen weren’t around we’d have no time to waster cuz space will erase your face so don’t disgrace your race or i’ll put you in place i am paulina the master of writing and you can’t stop my fighting
I tried to master fate, to make my wish come true
I set my sights on the dream I call a life with you.
But despite how much I loved, it wasn’t meant for me
I could not fight the truth that you and I will never be.
The master of the school looked down at the boy sitting in front of him, the wet patch on his trousers spreading larger as he trembled with fear and began to cry. The master smiled, and it fixed horribly in place as he turned his head to the cause of the boy
He obeys him. That is his only job, his only duty, the only thought he has in the world. Obey the master.
The headmaster is the leader of the fraternity. I really don’t know what a headmaster does but whatever. I’m just typing wondering what will happen when the time runs out. What will happen? heheh
The servant bowers as it entered the room. He had been called to serve his master’s guests. They were always called when the party needed some ‘entertainment’.