Montage, like a movie. Time elapsed in a such a way that minutes can be years.
Victoria
It had to be done. I had to partake in this snippet of emotions. Ride out the high as they say. I had to make peace with insanity and harming self realizations.
Freedom is the basis of life as humans need to do so in order to respect each other. Without it, there is no humanity possible in anyway whatsoever.
Darío
Montages always come with interesting music. Sometimes it is happy. Other times it is really sad. I read once that montages are TV tricks and you can judge a film by the presence of montages. If there is a montage, it’s a bad film.
A Fischer
Montage’s are fantastic. In movies I like it when they are there. Montage’s usually have music along with them and it shows good or bad times. Bella swan had a Montague when Edward left her she just sat in that chair.
Hailie
The montage of the pictures that Lisa showed at her wedding was beautiful. It captured everything that was her relationship with Henry. It showed the hard times as well as the times when they were just having fun being in Love.
Fehintola
If you make a montage of your training efforts, you can do anything. Beat the bully, save the world. But that’s only if you’re a movie character. If you’re a real person, you have to experience the seconds in between, where things are imperfect and don’t always match up.
And in the end, sometimes it doesn’t work out, and you don’t get to redo the sequence.
The images of light and shadow danced in my mind like a montage of the speaking universe, as I inhaled. refocusing my mind on nothing, letting the darkness tell me what it would. This is meditation to me
I wish life was a montage. All the good moments laid out, colorful and vibrant. All the bad moments flashing by, meaningless and forgotten already. But life clings. It sticks to everything; the good moments and bad moments bleed together until they are one and the same and equally as meaningless.
I wish life was a montage. All the good moments laid out, colorful and vibrant. All the bad moments flashing by, meaningless and forgotten already. But life clings. It sticks to everything, the good moments and bad moments bleed together until they are one and the same.
Emma
The idea of a montage is a strange one. It’s a collection of seemingly unrelated images, that mean something to the creator. They collect the images, and fit them together. The meaning of the montage may only be truly known by the collector. An idle observer cannot understand just how they connect.
Bethany
The light in his eyes spoke too little, yet too much. It was obvious what was happening – he was slipping away. As the light faded, she could see the various thoughts racing through his mind. What did he have for breakfast that morning? What would he have tomorrow? If he woke up tomorrow, that is. That’d… help.
Montage. Mon-tage. This is the word that was on my pop quiz in English; the word I could enevr get right. But he could. He knew everything. And suddenly the thought of him made me want to cry. Montage. Montage. I tap my pencil to my lips while blinking back tears. Why
Damere
She couldn’t get the idea out of her head. Images swirled in her brain. They meshed together making her unable to distinguish any of them apart. She rushed for her note pad and began scribbling. This was one idea she wouldn’t let evade her pen.
She stared up at the screen as the ending montage swam lazily by. The music sunk and swelled, and his musician’s fingertips on her arm tapped out the counter melody hiding in the background.
Tap tap, taaaaaaap, taptaptap.
She grabbed the restless fingers and squeezed. He squeezed back.
a series of shots, one after the other made to form a coherent sequence of events. all related to one another. This is a visual tool useful in videos and films, but may also be constructed via words for the written medium. I believe it was the russians or the french who first thought of it.
Envia
it wont take me long, a minute perhaps, just let me fix this little piece of work we got here, you can assemble all of the tools and the parts ill need and ill hook it right up just give about ten minutes or fifteen to read the manual here, i mean the people in the factory do it so i can do it just as well, right, it may take twenty or thirty minutes afterall
When I think of montage I think of a collage of pictures, memories, friends, sentimentality. A collection of happy things.
Maria
Like an 80s montage?! Like Scooby Doo!!!!! Man, I loved Scooby Doo. It was awesome. What with Velma and Daphne and Fred and everyone. And the mysteries were awesome! If a little cliche because it always has the same ending…I mean, a person in a costume.
Mia
Here we are meeting. Here we are kissing on our first date, oh, oh, things are getting rocky, see me walk out the door, here comes the suitcase out the window, me with collar up walking the streets, here’s me meeting someone new.
It was a montage of sensation, a riot of the senses. She buried her face in the bouquet and inhaled the flowers’ fragrance, heard the rustle of the petals, felt the faint prickle of the thorns. She took one petal gently between her lips and tasted it.
You captured
Every single moments we had
Video tape whenever we had a day out
Or a date
Record our voices; sharing thoughts or just singing
And talking
When you finally collect them
When you finally feel satisfied
You made a montage of this
Showing your love
To me
Through this
dolphine
I woke up one day and I didn’t know who I was anymore. My personality was gone, and I had nothing left.
Nothing but a small notebook from many years ago.
I set there for half an hour, no clues to who I was before except for these words spilling across paper, rants and swears and curses and teardrops staining page after page.
And, although I didn’t know what was true or not, I pieced myself together word by word until I had created myself again.
reminds me of the movie GORA. innocent villager sees an UFO and takes a photo with it, shows the photo to a journalist and that’s what he said, MONTAGE!
Ashley
They were all jumbled together. The blondes, brunettes, and redheads he’d photographed. All dead. She couldn’t take her eyes off of them. The shock of discovering his collection kept her frozen, and before she could escape, his hands were on her throat.
And now it’s time for a montage, a montage, the best part of any ’80s movie, showing a lot of stuff happening in a short time – training, failing, trying again, finally rising triumphant, ready for the big match, yeah! With awesome music played on synthesizers and the best of ’80s fashion.
montage.
demontage.
mont.
mount.
mountain.
monte.
mon ami.
mon cheri.
monade.
mon.
bon.
trés bon.
montage is trés bon.
Isabelle d'Elavinol
The montage that was on display in the hotel foyer, was hung up incorrectly and the manager wasted no time in firing the person responsible for the mistake.
My life flashed before me like a montage. A picture from here from there from everywhere. Childhood, youth, middle age, golden age all passed in quick succession to arrive at this point where goodbye was inevitable.
Montage, like a movie. Time elapsed in a such a way that minutes can be years.
It had to be done. I had to partake in this snippet of emotions. Ride out the high as they say. I had to make peace with insanity and harming self realizations.
Freedom is the basis of life as humans need to do so in order to respect each other. Without it, there is no humanity possible in anyway whatsoever.
Montages always come with interesting music. Sometimes it is happy. Other times it is really sad. I read once that montages are TV tricks and you can judge a film by the presence of montages. If there is a montage, it’s a bad film.
Montage’s are fantastic. In movies I like it when they are there. Montage’s usually have music along with them and it shows good or bad times. Bella swan had a Montague when Edward left her she just sat in that chair.
The montage of the pictures that Lisa showed at her wedding was beautiful. It captured everything that was her relationship with Henry. It showed the hard times as well as the times when they were just having fun being in Love.
If you make a montage of your training efforts, you can do anything. Beat the bully, save the world. But that’s only if you’re a movie character. If you’re a real person, you have to experience the seconds in between, where things are imperfect and don’t always match up.
And in the end, sometimes it doesn’t work out, and you don’t get to redo the sequence.
Real life is unfortunate.
The images of light and shadow danced in my mind like a montage of the speaking universe, as I inhaled. refocusing my mind on nothing, letting the darkness tell me what it would. This is meditation to me
I wish life was a montage. All the good moments laid out, colorful and vibrant. All the bad moments flashing by, meaningless and forgotten already. But life clings. It sticks to everything; the good moments and bad moments bleed together until they are one and the same and equally as meaningless.
I wish life was a montage. All the good moments laid out, colorful and vibrant. All the bad moments flashing by, meaningless and forgotten already. But life clings. It sticks to everything, the good moments and bad moments bleed together until they are one and the same.
The idea of a montage is a strange one. It’s a collection of seemingly unrelated images, that mean something to the creator. They collect the images, and fit them together. The meaning of the montage may only be truly known by the collector. An idle observer cannot understand just how they connect.
The light in his eyes spoke too little, yet too much. It was obvious what was happening – he was slipping away. As the light faded, she could see the various thoughts racing through his mind. What did he have for breakfast that morning? What would he have tomorrow? If he woke up tomorrow, that is. That’d… help.
He’d have cereal.
a scene, vignette
the past, silhouette
obscured and hidden,
lost and forbidden
this montage plays in our heads again
too late to change
we must remember that this
is not the end.
you will make it through this.
you are worth everything.
Montage. Mon-tage. This is the word that was on my pop quiz in English; the word I could enevr get right. But he could. He knew everything. And suddenly the thought of him made me want to cry. Montage. Montage. I tap my pencil to my lips while blinking back tears. Why
She couldn’t get the idea out of her head. Images swirled in her brain. They meshed together making her unable to distinguish any of them apart. She rushed for her note pad and began scribbling. This was one idea she wouldn’t let evade her pen.
She stared up at the screen as the ending montage swam lazily by. The music sunk and swelled, and his musician’s fingertips on her arm tapped out the counter melody hiding in the background.
Tap tap, taaaaaaap, taptaptap.
She grabbed the restless fingers and squeezed. He squeezed back.
a collection. pictures. memories. life. love. tears and smiles. images, words, life.
i look at you and see
a list of all my kills:
– your scalp, shaved,
because i told you i hated
your hair first thing
after meeting you
– your muscles, melting,
because i wouldn’t let you
touch me when you got
sweaty after running
– your smile, rare nowadays,
because i mentioned that
you should have gotten braces
when you were younger
– your shoulders, hunched,
and your steps smaller,
because i sucked
your faith in yourself dry
– your eyes, dull, the spark
gone, because i wore your heart
around my neck, paraded it
around, as i f*cked someone else.
oh, my darling boy;
you make me so very proud.
a series of shots, one after the other made to form a coherent sequence of events. all related to one another. This is a visual tool useful in videos and films, but may also be constructed via words for the written medium. I believe it was the russians or the french who first thought of it.
it wont take me long, a minute perhaps, just let me fix this little piece of work we got here, you can assemble all of the tools and the parts ill need and ill hook it right up just give about ten minutes or fifteen to read the manual here, i mean the people in the factory do it so i can do it just as well, right, it may take twenty or thirty minutes afterall
When I think of montage I think of a collage of pictures, memories, friends, sentimentality. A collection of happy things.
Like an 80s montage?! Like Scooby Doo!!!!! Man, I loved Scooby Doo. It was awesome. What with Velma and Daphne and Fred and everyone. And the mysteries were awesome! If a little cliche because it always has the same ending…I mean, a person in a costume.
Here we are meeting. Here we are kissing on our first date, oh, oh, things are getting rocky, see me walk out the door, here comes the suitcase out the window, me with collar up walking the streets, here’s me meeting someone new.
when she daydreams about putting together a montage for the two of them, it strikes her that she has no photos of him. only of herself.
It was a montage of sensation, a riot of the senses. She buried her face in the bouquet and inhaled the flowers’ fragrance, heard the rustle of the petals, felt the faint prickle of the thorns. She took one petal gently between her lips and tasted it.
You captured
Every single moments we had
Video tape whenever we had a day out
Or a date
Record our voices; sharing thoughts or just singing
And talking
When you finally collect them
When you finally feel satisfied
You made a montage of this
Showing your love
To me
Through this
I woke up one day and I didn’t know who I was anymore. My personality was gone, and I had nothing left.
Nothing but a small notebook from many years ago.
I set there for half an hour, no clues to who I was before except for these words spilling across paper, rants and swears and curses and teardrops staining page after page.
And, although I didn’t know what was true or not, I pieced myself together word by word until I had created myself again.
reminds me of the movie GORA. innocent villager sees an UFO and takes a photo with it, shows the photo to a journalist and that’s what he said, MONTAGE!
They were all jumbled together. The blondes, brunettes, and redheads he’d photographed. All dead. She couldn’t take her eyes off of them. The shock of discovering his collection kept her frozen, and before she could escape, his hands were on her throat.
And now it’s time for a montage, a montage, the best part of any ’80s movie, showing a lot of stuff happening in a short time – training, failing, trying again, finally rising triumphant, ready for the big match, yeah! With awesome music played on synthesizers and the best of ’80s fashion.
montage.
demontage.
mont.
mount.
mountain.
monte.
mon ami.
mon cheri.
monade.
mon.
bon.
trés bon.
montage is trés bon.
The montage that was on display in the hotel foyer, was hung up incorrectly and the manager wasted no time in firing the person responsible for the mistake.
My life flashed before me like a montage. A picture from here from there from everywhere. Childhood, youth, middle age, golden age all passed in quick succession to arrive at this point where goodbye was inevitable.