something that is absolutely amazing as in a thought; something that changes who you are and how you see the world. People who are enlightened. Intellectualism. You got skills. You handle your business. Not ignorant. Smart to the nth degree. Something Profound this Way Comes.
irritating and very huge like a plunder of ice-scream coming down on you. An avalanche of flavors all working in flux together, a cacophony of tastes and feelings in one.
not necessarily found right now…? found before you even knew it was missing…? found when you least expected to be looking for something…? found before you knew it…or maybe just not necessarily as lost as ya thought!
Profound!
You are the one I have found
In your heart is a chest where love abounds
Where I can be who I am without bounds
I have found love in you
I have found life in you
And that is what is so Profound!
Beautiful is that sound!
profound is an obscure word of substance and meaningfulness, in sense it is profound to use it in some cases but not all mentions of the word are tasteless or demeaning.
You had the likeness about you that people were quickly attracted to and when they found out you had an std they talked shit about you behind your back. They didn’t want to be around you anymore. You were a disease in the punk rock scene which wasn’t really punk rock of you. I hope I get to see you on my own turf, soon.
Is something big, awestruck. I wrote a poem when I was around ten and the only word i could use to end it was profound because it was the only word that rhymed but I was not sure what it meant.
Now that was a really profound thought! I do scare myself sometimes with these thoughts – the truth that comes out of the mist of my mind and just “is”. If I can manage to string a few of these profound thoughts together, Imight have the beginning of something!
Profound. Profound is more than just a word. It is a state of being. It is looking into the night sky and wondering what is beyond the light that has just barely reached us. It is looking into the eyes of a child, knowing that they will see things that mankind will do that we won’t even be able to imagine. It’s knowing that there is something more than what meets the eye; that the human existence is more than just a flicker in the timeline of the universe. Profound.
When I look out on the night skyline of my home town, I am overcome by the beauty and peace that I see. It fills me up and makes me whole. This is how I feel when I think about it.
in this context of the word prfund this is about the activity when you start searching about something and you fund it or analyze it before it hppens, r
I struggle with symbolism and the profound in my writing. Most things that seem to be ‘deep’ in my writing are placed there accidentally. It’s something writing teachers often comment on. “The repetition of ‘mint green’ should be a symbol, but it isn’t.” (First year, fiction professor).
I don’t like things to be forced. Not only is it too much effort for a lazy writer, but it’s really easy to tell when someone plants a symbol for you. I don’t like being obvious.
and yet he was so profound with joy that he jumped off the couch and into my arms. It was the worst news for me but the best for him. He was getting what he had wanted for so long and I am losing the one thing that I care about.
She waltzed away from him, taking her scent with her. It was that scent – that luscious, enigmatic, alluring scent – that had held him in her power for this whole time. It was like a profound idea, it stopped him from thinking about anything else while he was with her, which wasn’t something he was upset about, really.
How profound you are, you there, in all your profundity. How darest you think me not as profound as you are, kind sir, when it is true that I am as profound as thou art. Teach me your ways, and I’ll teach you mine, and together we shall show even the most profound of our fellows what it truly means to be… well, profound.
I don’t really know what goes on in people’s heads sometimes. Maybe they think like I do. Maybe they don’t. What if I’m completely different from everyone else? What if they’re just all wrong?
I’m sick of the way that they act, though. I’m sick of them shutting down my thoughts – my profound, enigmatic thoughts – and acting like theirs are comparable to the works of Socrates and Plato.
He spoke these words, like he knew what they meant. He talked in circles, trying for profound but only reaching terrifyingly dumb.
He tried to relate breakfast to the greater meaning of life, sports to the effects humans have on the earth, exercise to morality.
She tried, really, but couldn’t help as she rolled her eyes.
I love you can be a profound statement or an empty promise. Like roses. When given too often they seem to lose their meaning. But how can you not say ‘I love you’ every day to the person you have given your entire heart and soul to?
She’s never seen the ocean. That was what he kept thinking. She’s never seen the ocean. She’s never seen the ocean. Would it change her completely, the ebb and the flow and the waves and the power and the blue green blue and the salt in the air?
the profound lack of lines around your eyes
says your not wise yet
the crows still bark in your mind
they have not reached the mud of your skin
keep calling it clay if you want
either way you’re still waiting for an imprint
its just a couple of footprints from a bird to you
but really its about learning how to get yourself out of the mud
to think and love at the same time
realize you are hollow bones
maybe i honored it
maybe i didn’t
i know i am fragile
because i keep cracking at odd angles
sometimes i feel silly for thinking that i might find
something that makes me feel full
and doesn’t weigh me down
but at times i need a little grounding
because as a human i can be astoundingly stupid
i forget i don’t want to float away
or be stuck in the same place
In those moments where i am atmospheric
surrounded by tree branches
and the cosmos
the violet humbles me
while i realize each leave
is a moment
i have lived
maybe i honored it
maybe i didn’t
i climb down the trunk into the grass
and meet the frogs and animals i couldn’t
when my head was caught up in the air
Sometimes being profound is overrated. My favorite memories from college are from the times when my friends and I would sit around being goofy, trying not to think too hard about how many essays we had to write or problem sets we had to finish.
I use this word all the time. It’s usually sarcastic though; I like to tease my friends when they say silly things. I truly appreciate people that can honestly describe themselves as profound, it’s neat.
The most profound thing that could ever happen in a person’s lifetime is to love. To love someone is the most spectacular experience that we as humans can truly throw our whole selves into. We fall in love. We love our children. We love our friends and family. We are love.
from an agnes to annals of founded city. We make lovely weapons of peace under a silken elm tree where the grimwald goblins howl and chatter and shalala long into the night.
It was a profound experience, really. It was like travelling through time. Everything this little girl was saying, I remembered. I remembered saying it, thinking it, dreaming it. I could feel everything she felt, and for a moment, I felt like she was me. But that would be crazy. Perhaps, though, she was another little girl, just reliving my same old life?
And then there are the moments in which I can only sit back and think that somehow, somewhere, someone thought me capable and worthy enough to be given such a profound gift as this, of this health and this opportunity and this wealth in things uncountable, all this time and all this life that is mine to live. If there is a higher power, they somehow saw me fit to be given a life and trusted me enough to choose to do something worthwhile with it.
Profound is, in fact, a profound word. I am always struck by how incredibly awkward the word profound actually looks when looking at it on a page. But really. I feel like people always like to say profound statements as english majors.
I expect a lot of myself. Even though it’s 1:41AM and I’ve been working through Student Government documents for a couple hours, I still expect myself to produce something profound in the 60 seconds provided to write on any given word. Silly me.
profound is the way that people astonish me when people talk about beautiful things that are amazing, and astounding. I love when people tell me profounding things, and I think that it is awesome when people say profound things because it makes them sound so intelligent. I think they are more intellectual. Love life.
but what is profound? can we even comprehend what is regular and not unusual to know what is outstanding. we live in a world where conformity is the norm, and going against conformity is the norm. so does originality exist? and if so, how do we reach it? we are not profound. we are profoundly the same.
it’s raining outside. the sound of raindrops pattering on the ground, the smell of wet earth, the wind in your hair, all of this makes me feel alive. it’s a magical moment. and the more magical it is, the more profound an impact it has in retrospection.
something that is absolutely amazing as in a thought; something that changes who you are and how you see the world. People who are enlightened. Intellectualism. You got skills. You handle your business. Not ignorant. Smart to the nth degree. Something Profound this Way Comes.
irritating and very huge like a plunder of ice-scream coming down on you. An avalanche of flavors all working in flux together, a cacophony of tastes and feelings in one.
not necessarily found right now…? found before you even knew it was missing…? found when you least expected to be looking for something…? found before you knew it…or maybe just not necessarily as lost as ya thought!
Profound!
You are the one I have found
In your heart is a chest where love abounds
Where I can be who I am without bounds
I have found love in you
I have found life in you
And that is what is so Profound!
Beautiful is that sound!
Profound in 60 seconds…..? let me think and possibly come back!
profound is an obscure word of substance and meaningfulness, in sense it is profound to use it in some cases but not all mentions of the word are tasteless or demeaning.
You had the likeness about you that people were quickly attracted to and when they found out you had an std they talked shit about you behind your back. They didn’t want to be around you anymore. You were a disease in the punk rock scene which wasn’t really punk rock of you. I hope I get to see you on my own turf, soon.
Is something big, awestruck. I wrote a poem when I was around ten and the only word i could use to end it was profound because it was the only word that rhymed but I was not sure what it meant.
Now that was a really profound thought! I do scare myself sometimes with these thoughts – the truth that comes out of the mist of my mind and just “is”. If I can manage to string a few of these profound thoughts together, Imight have the beginning of something!
Profound. Profound is more than just a word. It is a state of being. It is looking into the night sky and wondering what is beyond the light that has just barely reached us. It is looking into the eyes of a child, knowing that they will see things that mankind will do that we won’t even be able to imagine. It’s knowing that there is something more than what meets the eye; that the human existence is more than just a flicker in the timeline of the universe. Profound.
When I look out on the night skyline of my home town, I am overcome by the beauty and peace that I see. It fills me up and makes me whole. This is how I feel when I think about it.
in this context of the word prfund this is about the activity when you start searching about something and you fund it or analyze it before it hppens, r
I struggle with symbolism and the profound in my writing. Most things that seem to be ‘deep’ in my writing are placed there accidentally. It’s something writing teachers often comment on. “The repetition of ‘mint green’ should be a symbol, but it isn’t.” (First year, fiction professor).
I don’t like things to be forced. Not only is it too much effort for a lazy writer, but it’s really easy to tell when someone plants a symbol for you. I don’t like being obvious.
To sum it up, it is the what interests and captivates us peoples.
and yet he was so profound with joy that he jumped off the couch and into my arms. It was the worst news for me but the best for him. He was getting what he had wanted for so long and I am losing the one thing that I care about.
sometimes
someone
says something profound
and it really resonates, makes sense, seems so logical
gramme ch
Profound. I want to come up with my own profound, original, unique quote. Like all those famous quotes that websites use.
round ground sound gone to town oh my you look profound would you like to stay around we could go on into town can you have another round
She waltzed away from him, taking her scent with her. It was that scent – that luscious, enigmatic, alluring scent – that had held him in her power for this whole time. It was like a profound idea, it stopped him from thinking about anything else while he was with her, which wasn’t something he was upset about, really.
How profound you are, you there, in all your profundity. How darest you think me not as profound as you are, kind sir, when it is true that I am as profound as thou art. Teach me your ways, and I’ll teach you mine, and together we shall show even the most profound of our fellows what it truly means to be… well, profound.
I don’t really know what goes on in people’s heads sometimes. Maybe they think like I do. Maybe they don’t. What if I’m completely different from everyone else? What if they’re just all wrong?
I’m sick of the way that they act, though. I’m sick of them shutting down my thoughts – my profound, enigmatic thoughts – and acting like theirs are comparable to the works of Socrates and Plato.
He spoke these words, like he knew what they meant. He talked in circles, trying for profound but only reaching terrifyingly dumb.
He tried to relate breakfast to the greater meaning of life, sports to the effects humans have on the earth, exercise to morality.
She tried, really, but couldn’t help as she rolled her eyes.
I love you can be a profound statement or an empty promise. Like roses. When given too often they seem to lose their meaning. But how can you not say ‘I love you’ every day to the person you have given your entire heart and soul to?
She’s never seen the ocean. That was what he kept thinking. She’s never seen the ocean. She’s never seen the ocean. Would it change her completely, the ebb and the flow and the waves and the power and the blue green blue and the salt in the air?
Profound- I’d like to have a profound impact on someones life…for the better that is. Hmm…this word isn’t really putting me in a writing mood.
something that reaches all places of your soul and touches you to the very depths. a fundamental shift of person.
the profound lack of lines around your eyes
says your not wise yet
the crows still bark in your mind
they have not reached the mud of your skin
keep calling it clay if you want
either way you’re still waiting for an imprint
its just a couple of footprints from a bird to you
but really its about learning how to get yourself out of the mud
to think and love at the same time
realize you are hollow bones
maybe i honored it
maybe i didn’t
i know i am fragile
because i keep cracking at odd angles
sometimes i feel silly for thinking that i might find
something that makes me feel full
and doesn’t weigh me down
but at times i need a little grounding
because as a human i can be astoundingly stupid
i forget i don’t want to float away
or be stuck in the same place
In those moments where i am atmospheric
surrounded by tree branches
and the cosmos
the violet humbles me
while i realize each leave
is a moment
i have lived
maybe i honored it
maybe i didn’t
i climb down the trunk into the grass
and meet the frogs and animals i couldn’t
when my head was caught up in the air
Sometimes being profound is overrated. My favorite memories from college are from the times when my friends and I would sit around being goofy, trying not to think too hard about how many essays we had to write or problem sets we had to finish.
I use this word all the time. It’s usually sarcastic though; I like to tease my friends when they say silly things. I truly appreciate people that can honestly describe themselves as profound, it’s neat.
The most profound thing that could ever happen in a person’s lifetime is to love. To love someone is the most spectacular experience that we as humans can truly throw our whole selves into. We fall in love. We love our children. We love our friends and family. We are love.
from an agnes to annals of founded city. We make lovely weapons of peace under a silken elm tree where the grimwald goblins howl and chatter and shalala long into the night.
It was a profound experience, really. It was like travelling through time. Everything this little girl was saying, I remembered. I remembered saying it, thinking it, dreaming it. I could feel everything she felt, and for a moment, I felt like she was me. But that would be crazy. Perhaps, though, she was another little girl, just reliving my same old life?
And then there are the moments in which I can only sit back and think that somehow, somewhere, someone thought me capable and worthy enough to be given such a profound gift as this, of this health and this opportunity and this wealth in things uncountable, all this time and all this life that is mine to live. If there is a higher power, they somehow saw me fit to be given a life and trusted me enough to choose to do something worthwhile with it.
Profound is, in fact, a profound word. I am always struck by how incredibly awkward the word profound actually looks when looking at it on a page. But really. I feel like people always like to say profound statements as english majors.
books are very profound. profound means something has a distinct-ness. you can act profound too, it’s almost like being estute.
I expect a lot of myself. Even though it’s 1:41AM and I’ve been working through Student Government documents for a couple hours, I still expect myself to produce something profound in the 60 seconds provided to write on any given word. Silly me.
profound is the way that people astonish me when people talk about beautiful things that are amazing, and astounding. I love when people tell me profounding things, and I think that it is awesome when people say profound things because it makes them sound so intelligent. I think they are more intellectual. Love life.
but what is profound? can we even comprehend what is regular and not unusual to know what is outstanding. we live in a world where conformity is the norm, and going against conformity is the norm. so does originality exist? and if so, how do we reach it? we are not profound. we are profoundly the same.
it’s raining outside. the sound of raindrops pattering on the ground, the smell of wet earth, the wind in your hair, all of this makes me feel alive. it’s a magical moment. and the more magical it is, the more profound an impact it has in retrospection.