Master the skill. I wonder how it is that people who work hard, and do master skills, but don’t have certification from an educational institution, are not recognized when searching for work.
Margaret
so my name is anish and i live at secunderabad in rezimental bazaar
I hope today is very hot , however i hope tomorrow would be better and more warm and cool than today i su
Anish
Her body was lithe and she moved gracefully. Her hair was black, curly and heavy on her shoulders. She walked across him, without a glance. She kept walking. He kept looking till she moved out of his sight.
It was love at first sight. He wanted her to be his.
The master and his dog were walking down the street. The dog saw a juicy, bone. The dog ran for the bone, pulling his master with him. When the dog got the delicious bone, his master was on the ground, panting.
have you ever noticed that the only advocates of hierarchies are the ones within, on top?
washington irving
it used to be that I feared I had no future, but now I have never been more certain. I am not like the heroes in your typical came-from-dirt success stories; I am not strong enough for that beating-the-odds miracle bullshit. there’s a point where you simply must accept your destiny and play your assigned role. it just so happens I live the part of a girl who can, and will, be thrown every possible obstacle to get in the way of her success. I am weak and powerless, so it is time to bow down and kiss the feet of our master, mother nature.
I am yours to command, sometimes,
I do as you say but some days
You are mine and I have you
To consume,
I think it is the best thing about us
You think it’s
She was trying to master herself more than any particular skill or trade, to become the best of those who are better than the rest. But then, perhaps that was just an idle dream, dreamt during long hours of laziness and procrastination. Every day she feared it might be so, but every night thereafter came the hope that such ambitions could come to fruition.
I’d like to be a master in History. So, this way I could get more jobs. See, I study history. Anyway, I’m getting distressed by that countdown. That’s all I can think about.
Kirk
its entails domination. A force relation that inplicates that one has power over the other and that the other has to submit to the master’s will.
Hannane
Master…isn’t that when you practice something for 10,000 hours? I haven’t done the math, but I wonder how many 10,000 hours I’ve been alive, thus answering the question of how many things I could have mastered in my life. One of them definitely is clicking on links on the internet. Hooray?
Ryan
As she looked up at him her eyes filled with tears. His mouth was set into a hard line of cold malice and she knew that her tired frame couldn’t take another beating.
‘Yes master…’ she whispered, grasping her sparrows knees to her chest and rubbing her thumb against the thick coating of dirt on them. As he bent towards her, eyes glinting, the stale smell of alcohol mixed with the urine stench on her ragged dress and made her stomach turn.
I find that in life we often need a teacher, someone who has trod the path before us to make it easier. Without, I find myself drifting aimlessly, doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again.
Are we not all, collectively, learning the same things as different people?
Ah, to have the answers already from a kind soul who cares.
Without, I will have to drift
Siji
My best friend, my father, my master, my savior. I love you more than anything in the world. Thank you for being here for me. You don’t understand how happy you make me and how much I enjoy talking to you and knowing you’re there. Okay, you definitely do, you know everything, but regardless, you are MY everything. I love you so much.
Master? What does it mean to be a master of something? You can min-max – even in real life – enough to fool most of the people, but does mastering something really consist of levelling a cheap skill enough to beat everyone? What is the goal in mastering something? To have complete knowledge or to beat everyone else? How can you know when you have complete knowledge?
We all are subject to some master one way of the other. It seem impossible to follow the right path to success unless you are hook on the bad advice of some guru whose’s only interest is that of making money.
I am the master of this house. Nobody else here acknowledges it, but I know that if it all went to hell, they’d sit around the table and look to me for answers and action.
mogumba
i love being the master of my own my own destiny life and direction. mastery means freedom to do and its not to be followed by anyone else. i don’t like mastering over others and cannot tolerate the same done to me. But being the master comes with responsibilities that are good and scary.
bindu
The boy knelt on the rich carpet and stared fearfully up at the man. He was tall and lanky and intimidating, even when reading a book and paying no attention to the boy. His eyes were shadowed against the fire’s light and the boy trembled, he had failed him.
There was so much to do, so many things to put in order before the final battle. There were people to notify, soldiers to round together, and a whole list of other things that needed to be done; so many, in fact, that she frequently lost track of them all. But everything needed to be done if they were to defeat the Master.
Some people think they are masters of their craft. I am the same way. But its hard to know if your really as good as you think you are, or as good as you could be.
Mfaherty
i’m in need of a master. to lose control. to lose myself. in his eyes. his touch. the feel of his skin. his warmth. his heat. surrounding. owning. wanting it. needing it. i’m lost. his.
ok one word. its not just one word, its actually two words; one and word. this makes a problem, how can a site name be one word then the name is two words, its horrible it should be oneword or something like that.
Masuti
Mastering the art of writing is hard. I want to be the master. I want to teach and be taught. I want people to be able to look at me and see something in me that is wise, like a master. I need people to feel that I have something to give them in life, something I’m good at. The best at.
Danielle
“It’s not about who is inflicting the pain and who is receiving it,” he tried to explain. He put the whip down on the floor next to the man’s hands and said, “It’s about trust. Respect. Exploration!” He said exploration as if it was the most magical word ever spoken. The man who was tied up and looking at the whip asked, “And I’m guaranteed the promotion?”
in need of a master. to lose control. to lose myself. in his eyes. his touch. the feel of his skin against mine. his warmth. his heat. surrounding me. owning me. i am lost. his.
Carrie
You live above like some kind of marble statue
why can’t you fix things like you said you would?
I don’t need a god, or for that matter,
a master
Grace
I am yours, wallowing under you. My hands are immobile and weak. Master, please. Please.
I think one of the most important things in life is learning to master not only your emotions but your thoughts. There are far too many times when we let them get the best of us. But what if we take control? Well, then we will be much happier, and more functional individuals.
I am on. It is true, though sometimes I stumble. I want to be one, I am one I will never be able to not be. It is in me, yet something I must become. I only wish I could live it to more than simple potential. I would never be able to be everything I want to able to be in this.
michael
its something to be said for mastery—of any sort. learning to master myself—vices, fate, love, purpose, submission, life. mastering what it is to master something…anything worth the investment. once i’ve mastered this id master the maintenance. until then —master in training.
it used to be that I feared I had no future, but now I have never been more certain. I am not like the heroes in your typical came-from-dirt success stories; I am not strong enough for that beating-the-odds miracle bullshit. there’s a point where you simply must accept your destiny and play your assigned role. it just so happens I live the part of a girl who can, and will, be thrown every possible obstacle to get in the way of her success. I am weak and powerless, so it is time to bow down and kiss the feet of of the master- good ol mother nature.
I am the master of my own destiny. No one can control my decisions or my ambitions. My life is limitless because of my perseverance I know that I can succeed at anything.
Yasmine
Why always is the master represented as a ‘he’?
And his lower counterpart nearly always a ‘she’?
Because women are still so inferior
Despite the ‘equalist’ exterior we all hold we need to face the reality that we still view women as subordinate beings
I refuse to be defined by your sexist ideology
I will not take a master
And I will not solely embody the default emotions that society has forced upon me
I am not angry because I’m a feminist
I’m a feminist because I’m angry
I laughed as the slight blond man climbed to the top of the dirt hill, his black sweatshirt askew and his face smudged with mud. He looked down upon the junk yard like he knew the secrets of every piece of trash, and he was their lord and master.
Master the skill. I wonder how it is that people who work hard, and do master skills, but don’t have certification from an educational institution, are not recognized when searching for work.
so my name is anish and i live at secunderabad in rezimental bazaar
I hope today is very hot , however i hope tomorrow would be better and more warm and cool than today i su
Her body was lithe and she moved gracefully. Her hair was black, curly and heavy on her shoulders. She walked across him, without a glance. She kept walking. He kept looking till she moved out of his sight.
It was love at first sight. He wanted her to be his.
The master and his dog were walking down the street. The dog saw a juicy, bone. The dog ran for the bone, pulling his master with him. When the dog got the delicious bone, his master was on the ground, panting.
have you ever noticed that the only advocates of hierarchies are the ones within, on top?
it used to be that I feared I had no future, but now I have never been more certain. I am not like the heroes in your typical came-from-dirt success stories; I am not strong enough for that beating-the-odds miracle bullshit. there’s a point where you simply must accept your destiny and play your assigned role. it just so happens I live the part of a girl who can, and will, be thrown every possible obstacle to get in the way of her success. I am weak and powerless, so it is time to bow down and kiss the feet of our master, mother nature.
The guy in charge. The one everyone listens to. Why does he get all the important stuff? What did he ever do? But do you refuse? That is a master
I am yours to command, sometimes,
I do as you say but some days
You are mine and I have you
To consume,
I think it is the best thing about us
You think it’s
She was trying to master herself more than any particular skill or trade, to become the best of those who are better than the rest. But then, perhaps that was just an idle dream, dreamt during long hours of laziness and procrastination. Every day she feared it might be so, but every night thereafter came the hope that such ambitions could come to fruition.
I’d like to be a master in History. So, this way I could get more jobs. See, I study history. Anyway, I’m getting distressed by that countdown. That’s all I can think about.
its entails domination. A force relation that inplicates that one has power over the other and that the other has to submit to the master’s will.
Master…isn’t that when you practice something for 10,000 hours? I haven’t done the math, but I wonder how many 10,000 hours I’ve been alive, thus answering the question of how many things I could have mastered in my life. One of them definitely is clicking on links on the internet. Hooray?
As she looked up at him her eyes filled with tears. His mouth was set into a hard line of cold malice and she knew that her tired frame couldn’t take another beating.
‘Yes master…’ she whispered, grasping her sparrows knees to her chest and rubbing her thumb against the thick coating of dirt on them. As he bent towards her, eyes glinting, the stale smell of alcohol mixed with the urine stench on her ragged dress and made her stomach turn.
I find that in life we often need a teacher, someone who has trod the path before us to make it easier. Without, I find myself drifting aimlessly, doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again.
Are we not all, collectively, learning the same things as different people?
Ah, to have the answers already from a kind soul who cares.
Without, I will have to drift
My best friend, my father, my master, my savior. I love you more than anything in the world. Thank you for being here for me. You don’t understand how happy you make me and how much I enjoy talking to you and knowing you’re there. Okay, you definitely do, you know everything, but regardless, you are MY everything. I love you so much.
Master? What does it mean to be a master of something? You can min-max – even in real life – enough to fool most of the people, but does mastering something really consist of levelling a cheap skill enough to beat everyone? What is the goal in mastering something? To have complete knowledge or to beat everyone else? How can you know when you have complete knowledge?
“I say I want to master my craft. But I really know nothing.”
We all are subject to some master one way of the other. It seem impossible to follow the right path to success unless you are hook on the bad advice of some guru whose’s only interest is that of making money.
I am the master of this house. Nobody else here acknowledges it, but I know that if it all went to hell, they’d sit around the table and look to me for answers and action.
i love being the master of my own my own destiny life and direction. mastery means freedom to do and its not to be followed by anyone else. i don’t like mastering over others and cannot tolerate the same done to me. But being the master comes with responsibilities that are good and scary.
The boy knelt on the rich carpet and stared fearfully up at the man. He was tall and lanky and intimidating, even when reading a book and paying no attention to the boy. His eyes were shadowed against the fire’s light and the boy trembled, he had failed him.
“M-master?”
There was so much to do, so many things to put in order before the final battle. There were people to notify, soldiers to round together, and a whole list of other things that needed to be done; so many, in fact, that she frequently lost track of them all. But everything needed to be done if they were to defeat the Master.
Some people think they are masters of their craft. I am the same way. But its hard to know if your really as good as you think you are, or as good as you could be.
i’m in need of a master. to lose control. to lose myself. in his eyes. his touch. the feel of his skin. his warmth. his heat. surrounding. owning. wanting it. needing it. i’m lost. his.
A pseudo master of emotions. He controls his urges, represses every sliver of emotion that manages to get past the walls he made for himself.
ok one word. its not just one word, its actually two words; one and word. this makes a problem, how can a site name be one word then the name is two words, its horrible it should be oneword or something like that.
Mastering the art of writing is hard. I want to be the master. I want to teach and be taught. I want people to be able to look at me and see something in me that is wise, like a master. I need people to feel that I have something to give them in life, something I’m good at. The best at.
“It’s not about who is inflicting the pain and who is receiving it,” he tried to explain. He put the whip down on the floor next to the man’s hands and said, “It’s about trust. Respect. Exploration!” He said exploration as if it was the most magical word ever spoken. The man who was tied up and looking at the whip asked, “And I’m guaranteed the promotion?”
in need of a master. to lose control. to lose myself. in his eyes. his touch. the feel of his skin against mine. his warmth. his heat. surrounding me. owning me. i am lost. his.
You live above like some kind of marble statue
why can’t you fix things like you said you would?
I don’t need a god, or for that matter,
a master
I am yours, wallowing under you. My hands are immobile and weak. Master, please. Please.
I think one of the most important things in life is learning to master not only your emotions but your thoughts. There are far too many times when we let them get the best of us. But what if we take control? Well, then we will be much happier, and more functional individuals.
I am on. It is true, though sometimes I stumble. I want to be one, I am one I will never be able to not be. It is in me, yet something I must become. I only wish I could live it to more than simple potential. I would never be able to be everything I want to able to be in this.
its something to be said for mastery—of any sort. learning to master myself—vices, fate, love, purpose, submission, life. mastering what it is to master something…anything worth the investment. once i’ve mastered this id master the maintenance. until then —master in training.
I wish to the the master of my own mind. Trust me I am not! This world has so many tempting things too distracting cant concentrate on work
I sat there, staring at him. I nudged his foot, and I called out to him.
“Master! Master!”
But he didn’t budge. 15 years, and he was the first to go.
I sat there that night.
Howling at the moon.
it used to be that I feared I had no future, but now I have never been more certain. I am not like the heroes in your typical came-from-dirt success stories; I am not strong enough for that beating-the-odds miracle bullshit. there’s a point where you simply must accept your destiny and play your assigned role. it just so happens I live the part of a girl who can, and will, be thrown every possible obstacle to get in the way of her success. I am weak and powerless, so it is time to bow down and kiss the feet of of the master- good ol mother nature.
I am the master of my own destiny. No one can control my decisions or my ambitions. My life is limitless because of my perseverance I know that I can succeed at anything.
Why always is the master represented as a ‘he’?
And his lower counterpart nearly always a ‘she’?
Because women are still so inferior
Despite the ‘equalist’ exterior we all hold we need to face the reality that we still view women as subordinate beings
I refuse to be defined by your sexist ideology
I will not take a master
And I will not solely embody the default emotions that society has forced upon me
I am not angry because I’m a feminist
I’m a feminist because I’m angry
I laughed as the slight blond man climbed to the top of the dirt hill, his black sweatshirt askew and his face smudged with mud. He looked down upon the junk yard like he knew the secrets of every piece of trash, and he was their lord and master.