I wonder sometimes if I really am on the “right” one? Don’t get me wrong, now, I don’t believe there is any one “right” path, but rather in a more general sense I tend to question it. I wonder about the way I walk down the street with an air about me, the way I educate my hungry mind by the university I attend, the way I wear my hair, the way the hoop I place in my left nostril sits, the way I bite my bottom lip and shake my right foot when I am itching to scream out at the girl next to me in class who just can’t seem to control the idiotic and self-righteous remarks that continuously pour out of her mouth, the way I kiss my boyfriend when I greet him every night after a long hard day, the way I smoke so quickly and inhale so deeply, the way I get pissed over not having my protein bar of choice, the way I don’t care that my bag is opened on the subway, the way I get aggravated so suddenly and yet let go of my anger so reluctantly, the way I babble to my friends and go on tirades that will not cease until that awkward sense of ‘the other person would like to speak now’ fills the air,the way I don’t call my Daddy unless I need something, the way I ignore my health and the way I appease my cravings, the way I shop on ebay for vintage items and fill up my life with them, the way I fret about every little paper I do to the point of nearly imploding, the way I take on too much, the way I tell myself I will marry this man and move across the country with him and be Okay, the way I refuse to drive, the way I refuse to take the bus, the way I crave boxed wine and the way I gulp it, the way I roll my cigs and spill tobacco all over the comforter and don’t care, the way I live in general…this is all changing me, propelling me, and enlightening me. but is this the way I want to effect me? fuck yes.
alice
i follow this path to you and i hope that at the end you will be waiting and ready with your arms open and a smile on your face. but the path is long and rough and maybe you won’t be there, maybe you’ll have died, maybe you’ll have gotten bored because it has taken me too long. maybe you’ll have met someone else and gone off with them. but maybe you’ll be there and we’ll be in love.
amanda mello
there is a path in the middle on london, it leads the way, it leads the way to life, good fortune and love. without this path we would all be travelling with no destination, without this path i wouldn’t have met you.
ange!
The path led me straight to an encounter with a deer. The deer spoke at me and jumped off sideways into the forest, behind the leaves of a juniper bush. The fragrance of the bush wafted out on a breeze.
Carrie
The path that i was given is a broken road.
This path leads no where and is pointless.
It’s as if i am looking down a dark alley way with no light at the end.
But on this path that leads no where there are obstacles in which i must prove myself worth to get past.
There is no help in the tasks i need to do to prove my worth,
Only people who try and obscure the path that i wish to travel.
Jeff Leithold
She stood at the beginning of the pathway, the light hit it with a sparkling array of colour and excitement. This was it. This was the start, the first step to pastures new. Flicking her brown hair behind her ears, she whistled lightly and walked foward.
Charlotte
I have chosen this path myself, I might be led to it, but it is who chose it. It is I who made the final decision. There is nothing to regret. But doubt do arise on occasions. But it’s okay, cause no one made me choose it. The only choice is to get on with it. Because I can’t see the end of this path. At least not yet =)
Sparkly
Robert Frost. I know it’s not the same word, but it means the same to me. The path not taken, the road not traveled. Would I be any different if I had taken another path?
Katie
Path without goal. That is a title to a book by Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche where he writes about path on this journey we call life. It is a constant journey.
alma evans
i walked along a path behind my house once. it eventually disappeared but i kept walking. i almost thought i had gotten lost but i asked my dog who was walking with me to take me back to the house… she did. and here i thought she was just another dumb stray pup we picked up from the pound…
zoe
I want to be in the right path. Who choose decides what is the right path. Is it a human function to know? Or do we leave to fate to decide that. There are too many paths were one can get lost in. Why can’t there be a guide to help us?
Leslie
I was at the end of a long long road. A path was beginning at the next turn. There were rose petals and doves barring the way, and the peace of the moment gave breath to the dead.
Not much was there I could have said.
Jenna Stephens
I was on the long path to nowhere when a large beast jumped out of the trees. It said ‘Hello’. I was terrified because I am allergic to large beasts.
But I had my antihistamine this time, and life was good.
We became the best of friends.
Darren
the path to destruction can occur in may ways I have heard the brave one say…. it starts within yourself and leads out through the poisonous lies you tell about yourself and others. When you meet the maker make him meet your soul. Find yourself in the path that does not lead to destruction.
david case
can`t find my path,please help me!
tekmifi
I’m never sure what path to take. Actually not never. At first never so just at the time. When I think about it I know. So actually never never am I not sure what path to take. It only seems that way when the day begins.
Michael
a way to go there, come here. To study perspective drawing. A nice way to spend time with a loved someone.
Gisele
haha
funny
idk what to write haha
xD
so i have 60 seconds that sucks@!!!!
asfdl;sd
i can go down it. it will lead only one way, it may be good, it may be terrrible. but i will find monkeys, balllllllllllllllllllllllllllls. blah blah blah labia, lovely monkey tacos.
will
i chose my path carefully though i want to decide impulsively. I know i can do it but somethings is holding me back. Perhaps it’s society perhaps it’s my friends. I feel trapped in social structures and am bound by expectations that are not my own. Wish for freedom. Wish for chioce Wish for life…
mike bakker
there was a path that led down the center of a rose garden filled with red, white and yellow flowering sprouts. gravel-covered and beaten, but well-trodden and straight.
Alex
Follow your path, your destiny, wherever it may take you.
You may want to rest, take a breath, but you path may not wait for you. It may fade if it hasn’t been wandered well, but beating out a anew track could be just what you need.
Be confident in yourself, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you.
ciaran
the path less traveled is the road not paved. the path walked and ridden into trenches turns into mud in the rain, the rain makes a path down the car window, racing backwards, to where the road began.
Katie
The path was dark and scary. Like vegemite. I took a few tentative steps down the path. And then I chickened out. And then I tried again. I knew I had to reach the supermarket on the other side before the president’s day blowout was over. I mustered all my courage, and I made a mad dash towards insanely low prices.
Dan O'Connell
Er lief einige Schritte auf dem Weg, der in Richtung Hölle führte, drehte sich plötzlich abrupt um und sprang zur Seite. Nochmal davongekommen, dachte er. Aber da lag etwas. Sein Herz klopfte schneller. Links, rechts, links, rechts – wohin sollte er sich wenden? Nur noch fünf Schritte nach rechts.
Tilda
I took a path.The path took me.Along the way I noticed Good.I also noticed bad.There are many a path.One ,two ,tree.
The path you take can lead to many things .
wonderfull,Happy,sad or even love.Wich path will you take?
Paula A
I took a path.The path took me.Along the way I noticed Good.I also noticed bad.There are many a path.One ,two ,tree.
The path you take can lead to many things .
wonderfull,Happy,sad or even love.Wich path will you take?
Paula A
The path that one takes through life is not predetermined. One can fall victim to believing that, but it is always your choice. You can set your own path.
Matthew
reading is very important, it is also very boring , i hate reading. What else am i supposed to write? My new classmates love reading, my old ones and me, hate it.
Aisha
“C’mon, c’mon!” I struggled to scream at myself to keep going. He was ahead of me by just two strides. If I could just go a little faster!
My heart beat was already pulsing past normal, and i felt like I was to faint.
I narrowed my eyes coming up to the line, leaned forward and jumped stretching myself out as far as possible. The Streamer bent underneath my weight and gave out causing me to hit the ground. I did it! I did it! I panted and panted trying to gain my breath with a smile spread across my face. My stomach turned and i threw up all over the path.
Cecilia
a direction you must take. or perhaps a way that seems fitting to you. the path that must be taken. a path that was taken can also be something where you once were. the path from which you came. the place where you have been or where your feet have taken. a path where it must go.
Geronimo
a path is a trael were strangers follow to get out of fear because the only thing to fear is fear itself
john
oh gosh. path, isn’t that a hefty word. as i stand hear the beginning of mine i wonder how many path i have past or turned away or driven by on my way to this one. was true happiness at the end of the path that lead me to a small town in Argentina where i meet the love of my life and play music during candlelit nights? or is it at the end of this one…an elite university, moving to new york city and pursuing a dream that i know for a fact will make me both happy and unhappy? ambition..blessing and curse.
hannah c
walking down a path of devine interference I found my way. I was separated from the force that had been driving me deep into the ground for a year. he went on his path to jail, and I went on mine. heres to hoping for a better path…
monster-m
path. my path my path in life where is it going i don’t know. who knows do you? i know somewhere inside me. just gotta find out where it is and how to hear it. listen to what my path is
listen inside. that’s where i’ll know. it’s inside. where it’s quiet. solitude. peace.
find it inside. you have to be diligent. it’s not like you can just know and that’s that.
Matthew
what is a path? so many question the path of their life and path of their decisions. how could such a simple and literal word bewilder the minds of so many intelligent human beings?
literally defined a path is a dinstinctive direction that is naturally and previously made and can be followed. but even when it is defined it can be seen how this word, path, could be used in the abstract way in which it is. a path is natural and untold. it leads people to destinations, some times unknown. why do we chose to follow such untold direction? why do we not skew along on our own untold journey that no one before has already embarked? is it because we fear the unkown? or because we fear to be the first, to be the one to find out what so many can learn from?
kennie
I have no path in my life, I simply follow the free stream of the events. Sometimes it would be nice to follow a predefined path but this seems to be impossible, due to the implicit unforeseeability of life
Giordano
TAKE THE PATH LESS TRAVELED
THINK OF PLATH, SYLVIA.
Charla Weaver
Your path is in front of you. Only your first step is at your feet. Your future? To see it you must be looking forward. See all those folks looking at their feet while walking the path? The future will surprise them. See it coming. Look forward as you go.
Gabe
the path we chose is not always the one that we have expected to chose. paths are rocky, paths can go uphil but mainly paths are there to be walked. Did I mnetion they go both ways. Paths.
Visit http://ontheroad.buy.co.uk/ and tell me about your path. :) God one minute is long, isn’t it!
I wonder sometimes if I really am on the “right” one? Don’t get me wrong, now, I don’t believe there is any one “right” path, but rather in a more general sense I tend to question it. I wonder about the way I walk down the street with an air about me, the way I educate my hungry mind by the university I attend, the way I wear my hair, the way the hoop I place in my left nostril sits, the way I bite my bottom lip and shake my right foot when I am itching to scream out at the girl next to me in class who just can’t seem to control the idiotic and self-righteous remarks that continuously pour out of her mouth, the way I kiss my boyfriend when I greet him every night after a long hard day, the way I smoke so quickly and inhale so deeply, the way I get pissed over not having my protein bar of choice, the way I don’t care that my bag is opened on the subway, the way I get aggravated so suddenly and yet let go of my anger so reluctantly, the way I babble to my friends and go on tirades that will not cease until that awkward sense of ‘the other person would like to speak now’ fills the air,the way I don’t call my Daddy unless I need something, the way I ignore my health and the way I appease my cravings, the way I shop on ebay for vintage items and fill up my life with them, the way I fret about every little paper I do to the point of nearly imploding, the way I take on too much, the way I tell myself I will marry this man and move across the country with him and be Okay, the way I refuse to drive, the way I refuse to take the bus, the way I crave boxed wine and the way I gulp it, the way I roll my cigs and spill tobacco all over the comforter and don’t care, the way I live in general…this is all changing me, propelling me, and enlightening me. but is this the way I want to effect me? fuck yes.
i follow this path to you and i hope that at the end you will be waiting and ready with your arms open and a smile on your face. but the path is long and rough and maybe you won’t be there, maybe you’ll have died, maybe you’ll have gotten bored because it has taken me too long. maybe you’ll have met someone else and gone off with them. but maybe you’ll be there and we’ll be in love.
there is a path in the middle on london, it leads the way, it leads the way to life, good fortune and love. without this path we would all be travelling with no destination, without this path i wouldn’t have met you.
The path led me straight to an encounter with a deer. The deer spoke at me and jumped off sideways into the forest, behind the leaves of a juniper bush. The fragrance of the bush wafted out on a breeze.
The path that i was given is a broken road.
This path leads no where and is pointless.
It’s as if i am looking down a dark alley way with no light at the end.
But on this path that leads no where there are obstacles in which i must prove myself worth to get past.
There is no help in the tasks i need to do to prove my worth,
Only people who try and obscure the path that i wish to travel.
She stood at the beginning of the pathway, the light hit it with a sparkling array of colour and excitement. This was it. This was the start, the first step to pastures new. Flicking her brown hair behind her ears, she whistled lightly and walked foward.
I have chosen this path myself, I might be led to it, but it is who chose it. It is I who made the final decision. There is nothing to regret. But doubt do arise on occasions. But it’s okay, cause no one made me choose it. The only choice is to get on with it. Because I can’t see the end of this path. At least not yet =)
Robert Frost. I know it’s not the same word, but it means the same to me. The path not taken, the road not traveled. Would I be any different if I had taken another path?
Path without goal. That is a title to a book by Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche where he writes about path on this journey we call life. It is a constant journey.
i walked along a path behind my house once. it eventually disappeared but i kept walking. i almost thought i had gotten lost but i asked my dog who was walking with me to take me back to the house… she did. and here i thought she was just another dumb stray pup we picked up from the pound…
I want to be in the right path. Who choose decides what is the right path. Is it a human function to know? Or do we leave to fate to decide that. There are too many paths were one can get lost in. Why can’t there be a guide to help us?
I was at the end of a long long road. A path was beginning at the next turn. There were rose petals and doves barring the way, and the peace of the moment gave breath to the dead.
Not much was there I could have said.
I was on the long path to nowhere when a large beast jumped out of the trees. It said ‘Hello’. I was terrified because I am allergic to large beasts.
But I had my antihistamine this time, and life was good.
We became the best of friends.
the path to destruction can occur in may ways I have heard the brave one say…. it starts within yourself and leads out through the poisonous lies you tell about yourself and others. When you meet the maker make him meet your soul. Find yourself in the path that does not lead to destruction.
can`t find my path,please help me!
I’m never sure what path to take. Actually not never. At first never so just at the time. When I think about it I know. So actually never never am I not sure what path to take. It only seems that way when the day begins.
a way to go there, come here. To study perspective drawing. A nice way to spend time with a loved someone.
haha
funny
idk what to write haha
xD
so i have 60 seconds that sucks@!!!!
i can go down it. it will lead only one way, it may be good, it may be terrrible. but i will find monkeys, balllllllllllllllllllllllllllls. blah blah blah labia, lovely monkey tacos.
i chose my path carefully though i want to decide impulsively. I know i can do it but somethings is holding me back. Perhaps it’s society perhaps it’s my friends. I feel trapped in social structures and am bound by expectations that are not my own. Wish for freedom. Wish for chioce Wish for life…
there was a path that led down the center of a rose garden filled with red, white and yellow flowering sprouts. gravel-covered and beaten, but well-trodden and straight.
Follow your path, your destiny, wherever it may take you.
You may want to rest, take a breath, but you path may not wait for you. It may fade if it hasn’t been wandered well, but beating out a anew track could be just what you need.
Be confident in yourself, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you.
the path less traveled is the road not paved. the path walked and ridden into trenches turns into mud in the rain, the rain makes a path down the car window, racing backwards, to where the road began.
The path was dark and scary. Like vegemite. I took a few tentative steps down the path. And then I chickened out. And then I tried again. I knew I had to reach the supermarket on the other side before the president’s day blowout was over. I mustered all my courage, and I made a mad dash towards insanely low prices.
Er lief einige Schritte auf dem Weg, der in Richtung Hölle führte, drehte sich plötzlich abrupt um und sprang zur Seite. Nochmal davongekommen, dachte er. Aber da lag etwas. Sein Herz klopfte schneller. Links, rechts, links, rechts – wohin sollte er sich wenden? Nur noch fünf Schritte nach rechts.
I took a path.The path took me.Along the way I noticed Good.I also noticed bad.There are many a path.One ,two ,tree.
The path you take can lead to many things .
wonderfull,Happy,sad or even love.Wich path will you take?
I took a path.The path took me.Along the way I noticed Good.I also noticed bad.There are many a path.One ,two ,tree.
The path you take can lead to many things .
wonderfull,Happy,sad or even love.Wich path will you take?
The path that one takes through life is not predetermined. One can fall victim to believing that, but it is always your choice. You can set your own path.
reading is very important, it is also very boring , i hate reading. What else am i supposed to write? My new classmates love reading, my old ones and me, hate it.
“C’mon, c’mon!” I struggled to scream at myself to keep going. He was ahead of me by just two strides. If I could just go a little faster!
My heart beat was already pulsing past normal, and i felt like I was to faint.
I narrowed my eyes coming up to the line, leaned forward and jumped stretching myself out as far as possible. The Streamer bent underneath my weight and gave out causing me to hit the ground. I did it! I did it! I panted and panted trying to gain my breath with a smile spread across my face. My stomach turned and i threw up all over the path.
a direction you must take. or perhaps a way that seems fitting to you. the path that must be taken. a path that was taken can also be something where you once were. the path from which you came. the place where you have been or where your feet have taken. a path where it must go.
a path is a trael were strangers follow to get out of fear because the only thing to fear is fear itself
oh gosh. path, isn’t that a hefty word. as i stand hear the beginning of mine i wonder how many path i have past or turned away or driven by on my way to this one. was true happiness at the end of the path that lead me to a small town in Argentina where i meet the love of my life and play music during candlelit nights? or is it at the end of this one…an elite university, moving to new york city and pursuing a dream that i know for a fact will make me both happy and unhappy? ambition..blessing and curse.
walking down a path of devine interference I found my way. I was separated from the force that had been driving me deep into the ground for a year. he went on his path to jail, and I went on mine. heres to hoping for a better path…
path. my path my path in life where is it going i don’t know. who knows do you? i know somewhere inside me. just gotta find out where it is and how to hear it. listen to what my path is
listen inside. that’s where i’ll know. it’s inside. where it’s quiet. solitude. peace.
find it inside. you have to be diligent. it’s not like you can just know and that’s that.
what is a path? so many question the path of their life and path of their decisions. how could such a simple and literal word bewilder the minds of so many intelligent human beings?
literally defined a path is a dinstinctive direction that is naturally and previously made and can be followed. but even when it is defined it can be seen how this word, path, could be used in the abstract way in which it is. a path is natural and untold. it leads people to destinations, some times unknown. why do we chose to follow such untold direction? why do we not skew along on our own untold journey that no one before has already embarked? is it because we fear the unkown? or because we fear to be the first, to be the one to find out what so many can learn from?
I have no path in my life, I simply follow the free stream of the events. Sometimes it would be nice to follow a predefined path but this seems to be impossible, due to the implicit unforeseeability of life
TAKE THE PATH LESS TRAVELED
THINK OF PLATH, SYLVIA.
Your path is in front of you. Only your first step is at your feet. Your future? To see it you must be looking forward. See all those folks looking at their feet while walking the path? The future will surprise them. See it coming. Look forward as you go.
the path we chose is not always the one that we have expected to chose. paths are rocky, paths can go uphil but mainly paths are there to be walked. Did I mnetion they go both ways. Paths.
Visit http://ontheroad.buy.co.uk/ and tell me about your path. :) God one minute is long, isn’t it!