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My existence, my life.
Given to me by a glorious Savior.
He gave me Life, and I said I wanted more.
I fell so far away from Him that day.
I never deserved having that life,
that relationship with Him…
He wanted it back too,
He just couldn’t live with my sins.
I fell to my knees in tears, knowing
I could never see His face again because of my sins.
He knew I could never make up for my sins,
So He made the Ultimate Sacrifice.
By Hannah W URL on 09.07.2011
Mi existencia en la vida depende de mi felicidad, si no soy feliz, entonces no existo, sin embargo, para poder ser feliz y seguir existiendo le tengo que batallar, siempre he tenido la idea de que sin el sufrimiento, sin lo difícil de la vida, nunca sabríamos lo que es la felicidad ya que para mi todo depende del delta de un estado emocional a otro, es decir, para un chico americano es probable que regalarle una gaseosa le de igual y no cambie su día para bien, hasta es posible que te la regrese, sin embargo, si le regalas una gaseosa a un niño sudamericano, africano, chino, pero de clase baja, puede que le hayas dado el regalo más preciado.
By brecollie URL on 09.07.2011
to jump through doors
and into new futures
sometimes i hear you
i’ll slow down.
By Danish URL on 09.07.2011
I don’t know if this is real. Can it be real? How do I know if it’s real? If you’re real. I really want you to exist. If you don’t exist, then existence isn’t worth it and we’re all just floating around in the void and ruining everything. Actually, if you don’t exist, then I just made everything up and my imagination is the only that exists. That’s too scary. So please be real.
By Lyndsay URL on 09.07.2011
the existence of trust is but a myth. No one trusts anybody. It does not exist
By tgodiva URL on 09.07.2011
i ahd a dream
in this dream reality unraveled in a ribbon
love and hope were concrete
you could feel them and bathe in them
like a sweet river
this land rest forever beyond the horizon
and there it will stay
just enough to see
but never to touch
By lauren on 09.07.2011
I once pondered the meaning of existence. Whether it was worth it to keep on trying, why the rains always fell and people continued to starve. Who determines who falls in love and who misses the chance. Whether love is worth it at all. Why everyone will always feel inadequate. And then I realized it doesn’t matter, as long as you keep surviving. All we care about in the end is happiness, and no one knows how to reach it.
By Carolynn URL on 09.07.2011
What is the meaning of our existence? What’s the purpose of our existence? Why were we even brought into this world full of suffering and pain? There has to be some good to come out of it right? For me, I believe that we exist to give hope to one another. Our existence is vital in the existence of another. A smile from a stranger can brighten up our day. A caring gesture, that’s all it needs. That’s why we exist, to care.
By Bang-Dinh on 09.07.2011
existence is flawed. why would i want someone to wish existence on me? it’s a tad indescribable. at many points i would consider existence the high point of my…existence? you see what i mean? it’s too much to think about, which is why i prefer not to do it. by doing it it ruins my…existence. too late
By chromo1969 URL on 09.07.2011
Who hasn’t wondered we, the human race, exist? What exactIy is our purpose? I believe that we are here to experience certain things – love, suffering, kindness, anger, happiness, jealousy, etc. – from a human perspective. Of course, I have no idea know how or if we can use those lessons after this life, but I like to think that everything – every thought, every emotion – serves some higher purpose.
By Richelle URL on 09.07.2011
ohhhhh. too big to chew… i am so grateful to be in it right now. I am the luckiest person alive… my new life? i’m gushing because I am so excited to be alive, i feel like my existence matters.
By Park URL on 09.07.2011
It’s true. God created our existence on this earth. We have millions of abilities to do anything that we want, if we try hard enough. We can sense emotions, play, help others, compose music, create art and so much more. However, some of us here are just existing; like wandering ghosts, they are invisible, neglected, real and untouched. They’re showing signs of surviving, but not truly living. There are others who are bursting like fireworks; those who go forth and open many doors, seek adventure, appreciate and enjoy life as much as possible.
You only have 86400 seconds each day, cherish it, do as much as you can and don’t hold back. You only live once.
By hannah stone. URL on 09.07.2011
i wonder where it all came from
the specs of dust that form us
the color green
it’s here though
with us, in us, around us
we are it
every part of it
in every moment
for all time
By Peacefulgeek URL on 09.07.2011
now what about the word it is not easy the existence of so much is unproved or invald my ixistence isn’t changing anything or anyone or maybe it is i hoopeit touches someone and makes my exiistence worth having
By Nina Graci on 09.07.2011
I see it all around me. My world. The key board. The grungy desk. The diary. The papers. The Smartphone. I hear it all around me. The printer. The drone of voices. The tap of keyboard keys. I damn its existence.
By daleleelife101 URL on 09.07.2011
What is existence? Do we even exist? I think so. Well everything exists for a reason. And everything has a purpose. Good or bad, they have a purpose. And everyone will fulfill that purpose before they die.
By Julia URL on 09.07.2011
I lead a sad one.
Rehearsals, rehearsals, rehearsals.
Occasionally I have an affair with the copying machine, sometimes I cheat with the Hairspray libretto.
Occasionally I get to go out with the Composer’s Score, and if you ever want to find me,
go look for the prompt book full of line and blocking notes.
By Hollie URL on 09.07.2011
We are in existence. But we don’t realize that our existence could be much greater. Humans themselves can’t fathom the true meaning of life, because there is none. We exist to exist, and nothing more. There is no greater divine force that causes us to exist. There is no reason to do good or wrong in hopes of existing in a greater life. Because we exist in life itself, and nothing more.
By Eryn Cohen on 09.07.2011
It wasn’t anything he had done… well, not recently anyway. It was more the fact that he was there, just his mere existence that made my skin crawl. i couldnt help it. every time i looked at him or saw him or thought about him or was reminded of him in any way, it made me think that if he were on fire and i had water, i would drink it, you know?
By slice on 09.07.2011
She was the bane of his existence. She kept him from being able to live right. All the things that she did, all the words that she said, were things that kept him from being able to do the things that he once loved. He couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, and couldn’t be without thinking of her.
By josephwinlove URL on 09.07.2011
And to think, I didn’t acknowledge his existence back then. Now, I can’t seem to get him out of my mind. I wonder how it would’ve been sometimes. If we were friends in the past. But what matters is now. He’s mine and I’m his. I love him.
By charlene URL on 09.07.2011
I always thought that I would cease to exist after my eighteenth birthday. It’s odd to think how many twists and curves that life can take you. Thinking back, I was a strange and silly little girl who didn’t know what life was about. For reasons beyond what I can comprehend, I’m very thankful I didn’t take my life. Existence is precious.
By Juliet on 09.07.2011
“Are you ever going to get over this sophomoric existential crisis, Mark?”
“Well, there you are. Stubborn as a mule. Just like his father.”
“Alright Ms. Gregory, let’s move on. Now, Mark, you say you’ve been having dreams?”
“He claims he doesn’t exist, and that there’s a whole other universe where my husband I have never had a son!”
“That question was not for you, Ma’am.”
“See what I mean, Doc? She’s intolerable; dunno how the old man does it.”
“Huh! Sometimes I envy this other-me you claim exists. She’s free to do as she likes!”
By libyrinth URL on 09.07.2011
The existence of the marble was impossible. And yet it sat there, blue and swirly and shiny, defying existence. Daniel stared at it and breathed deeply. Okay, it was time to try again. Perhaps he’d done a calculation wrong (though he always triple-checked). He had to have made a mistake. Because if he didn’t, the fact that the marble existed could mean the end of the world.
By Cana URL on 09.07.2011
Her existence was questionable, she thought. Trapped here in this basement she didn’t know if she’d ever see daylight again.
By Laura URL on 09.07.2011
Does existence define everything or does everything define existence?
They rely upon each other, constantly switching back and forth proving (or disproving) their own ‘existence’.
By James on 09.07.2011
If she did not exist how less of an adventure my life would have been. Her existence alone had heightened my experiences and culture to a level unimaginable before. Thank the heavens for her existence; without it, I would be living under a veil.
By csjesse URL on 09.07.2011
She sat at the foot of the bed, her legs crossed, her plaid blouse unbuttoned, showing her pale skin. She wondered if her existence even meant anything to him. If she even mattered, even after everything they had been through that night and that year.
By Kirsten on 09.07.2011
pulled up by
the boot straps
I’ve come a long way
from where I’ve been
and now I’m only left to
choose my new intended
route of arrival and departure.
By Felicia on 09.08.2011
I often wonder what the point of our existence is. I was raised in a Christian church where existence was by God and for God. I drifted and left. I now feel not attachment to any religion and that leaves any empty place inside me. Why are we here, what is our purpose??
By Kirsty URL on 09.08.2011
I am having quite the existence! Ups, yes. Downs, yes. A life well lived, yes! Blessings to all of the people that I have met, and many thanks for all of the lessons that I have learned.
By Bonnie Cehovet URL on 09.08.2011
Parlous came the vailing- and the green was asway in the older woods – there came the swain sonn to be a knight – and so the birds sang for the old sun of the twilit wending that was to be for the company that followed
By scotchwhiskers URL on 09.08.2011
I exist in some way. I still haven’t figured out how that is. Spiritual? Physical? Energy? Emotion? Are we meaningless? Probably. I don’t know why we’re here and I don’t think we’ll ever know. Time has existed for eternity, my head hurts tryng to fathom eternity. Ow.
By stassja on 09.08.2011
something that is alive for example humans. Humans are still in existence as they all have not died out yet.
By Guneet Sandhu on 09.08.2011
Humans spend many long hours contemplating their existence.
By itscol91 URL on 09.08.2011
the nuclear weapons have put the existence of men in jeopardy. what we need for our existence is not weapons but food. many people die of hunger due to lack of food.
By VYAS on 09.08.2011
Sometimes, I feel so minute. Like my existence is a mere joke. I feel insignificant, wishing I could change the world with my words. Moving people in such a manner, they could not help but to understand my passion.
By Jordan URL on 09.08.2011
Exsistance shades the shadow of death
Keeps the wicked at bay, while the innocent sleep
In the dept of the night, the stars beckon to
The moon, she shines, ever brightly.
By Tayler Siobhan URL on 09.08.2011
existence means when some one or something which is alive is there. And it is also something which you can see.
By Yazmin URL on 09.08.2011
I live, I breathe, I feel. is that all? Is that enough? I walk, I talk, just like everyone else does. They walk, they talk, just like I do. We are the same, all of us, the same. We exist, the same, all of us.
By Lauren on 09.08.2011
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