One day in San Francisco there was a bigass blackout, and by blackout I mean a whole parade of smell black people grinding on benches and asking for money because they lost their jobs to the machines they made previously.
When one experiences a blackout in one’s mind, what will one see? The darkness of ignorance and emptiness or the sparks of creativity? Then again, does darkness equate emptiness?
I like to think of the difference between a blackout and a whiteout. Because with a whiteout you can see nothing but white and snow, but there really isn’t anything that is comparable as a blackout because you don’t see nothing but black. You just see an absence of anything else.
Well that’s what happens here all too often. And it’s frustrating becuase that means I have to run to the base and shut down all the servers. Which takes more time than I actually have. Dumb.
You’d think after all these years we’d be able to prevent them, and predict them more… and warn people about them ahead of time.
Blackout. I think it’s the title of a song that everyone keeps singing. It’s from a musical, In the Heights. I’m not really one for the music, but it’s racing through the theatre department. I suppose I might as well jump on the bandwagon too.
with anyone but you i’d black out in the dead of the night. in the fall when everyone is sleeping i would choose the lion over the lamb. but i would fall for you than fall for anyone that doesn’t look like a wolf in wolf’s clothing, and everyone can black out thinking so.
last night i had a blackout. I did stupid things i cant remember, but maybe i can turn them into positive things. It allows coincidences to happen.. and it might be good anyway.
I had a blackout just this very moment. I could not think what I was going to type in one minute and my mind just went blackout. By the way my house also encountered a blackout just today as well,. there was a lightning storm and all the electricity went off and that resulted in a blackout. Enough on blackouts and time is running out.
i was in a blackout….there was nothing but darkness…wait..a candle…there were no matches….wait!…i have a lighter…i dont smoke anymore, but i have a lighter…FLICK!…darkness no more…blackouts are gone.
my status now
having too much thoughts for one moment
thinking without acting
having chance to love and be loved but missing it because of fear to lose again
blackout my mind acts in that way now
When we met with the woman from the adoption agency she mentioned that at various points in time, adoptions spike. One such time is 9 months following a blackout. So now I’m hoping for one. Yeah, I know… kind of silly.
the blackout…the darkness is utterly complete. I can’t feel myself any longer… Who I used to be is swept away, the blackout showing everything that used to be as false.
Stop. There are no words, no thoughts, no actions, no……. Stop. Slip into the void, and think no more no less. But make sure you reach up when a hand slips through to pull you out of the vortex. Because it is so worth it.
Lights gone, we start to feel our way around the room. End table, the corner of the TV, the large coat rack we got at the estate sale. Finally we find the matches and strike the dark a glancing blow and the shadows sketch us as fleeting shapes in a place we never knew was in the room.
I blacked out. It was the end of everything, for me it was all going. That is always what happens in the end, a blackout that ends it all. there is nothing more in life than endings and blackouts. This is the secret that people don’t realise. It will all end in a black out. Bam. Nothing anymore. That is the truth of life. Nothing continues for ever.
but minister, our replacement rate is simply too low. whatever we’ve tried just hasn’t worked. the baby bonuses, the tax relief. i simply can’t think of anything else.
I blacked out once. It was cold and unfriendly. My friends and I downed a whole bottle of Stoli Vodka. It was vanilla. We got a homeless guy to buy it for us. I had an apple as a chaser. The next morning I woke up to wet pants and my friend woke up to me passed out in her bed.
I blacked out during the black out while listening to black metal on my black walk man while I was talking to my black friend about black nail polish…black…
well the thing about a blackout is that when it happens, people usually panic. you never know what to expect, when the power will come back on. nothing. so there you are, sitting alone in the dark, with just your thoughts to acompany you, and you wonder what everyone else is doing? are they worrying too, or do they not care about this lack of power.
Blackout. Suddenly, they were plunged into darkness. Ilsa almost screamed, then bit her lip. No, she was hiding. Not a word; not a sound. She was going to win this; by God, she was going to win. There was a flicker, a crackle, a flash, and then they were back.
one word is more than just one word. One word can mean many different things. One word can tell how much you love someone or hate them just the same. One word can incriminate you and change lives for the better or for the worse . In one word, I can tell you how I feel, In a nutshell, in one word. I am “ME”.
She had been feeling unwelol for daysbut had edecided against seeing her doctor. She awoke, lying in a heap on the store floor, to hear that she had sudfered a blackout. She was disoriented and felt really sick, like she was going to vomit. Faces peered down at her, with looks of concern. She looked up at the sea of faces, all seemingly waiting for her to speak./ “How long have I been on the floor” she asked of the crowdh. A tall man wearing a turban gently replied “About five minutes”. “Fives minutes, wow”. She sat up slowly, all the time feeling woozy. She pulled herself up slowly, smoothing down her skirt and taking her hands to her hair. “Do you need ,me to call you a doctor” asked the fall turbanned man. “No , I’ll be right” she replied. She just wanted to get out f there, away from the crowd that encircled her. She felt her mobile phone vibrate in her bag. Pressing the answer key she heard the voice of her husband “Where the hell are you, I’ve beenm sitting in the carpark waiting for fifteen minutes. I’m fed up of this, you’re so bloody unreliable” he shouted into the phone./ The thought of another altercation make her feel; sick to her stomach. The arguments had been going on for weeks and she was over it. He could stick his mansion and his rolls royce up his arse for all she cared. And the planned to Paris. They had been married for five years, and the last year had been hell. What with the affairs he had had, his contact bad temper and the physical abuse, she was ready to walk. She wondered whether the blackout had som,ethingxckacShe th. she. v
The blackout was so sudden. The clock had just struck 7 when everything was plunged into darkness.The sun had set a long time ago, and even as she looked out of the window, all she could see was inky black.
The night was still young as the blackout swept throughout the city. Block by block, line by line, like dominoes falling in slow motion, the city slowly died. As people walked out of their apartments in awe, they finally realised who were their neighbours. That the creepy guy next door with a tattoo had a daughter of 4. That the guy who kept to himself had a nice, smile.
Everyone! Turn off your lights! We must conserve energy as a whole for a brief moment so we may feel that our efforts towards saving the planet are effective and worthwhile!
My name is Nguyen Ha Huyen Van and I am currently a student in NUS. My boyfriend is Tuan and studying in France. We are having a fight now. I hope he will call me soon and we will solve our problems soon. I still love him very much. My father is a Math professor. My mother is a tourist guide and she is very beautiful and young. She speaks French very well too. My sister is 4 years older than me.
This is what happens when the power goes out. People freak out and often get out flashlights and/or candles so that they can see around the house. Blackouts can sometimes be really serious because people in work environments can get seriously hurt.
there is a black out in the philippines and it occurs quite often.people light candles or go to other peoples houses. However on earthday it was encouraged to have all the lights off . it should have simulated a blackout but not too many people did it. all i know is , when there is a black out, its fun because it reminds me of my child hood
I was plunged into total darkness.I completely lost my sight in the mass of darkness.It took a while for me to regain my senses. I knew that we have been hit by a a blackout
One day in San Francisco there was a bigass blackout, and by blackout I mean a whole parade of smell black people grinding on benches and asking for money because they lost their jobs to the machines they made previously.
Darkness everywhere.
A voice cries out as we stumble through the room, digging in cupboards for flashlights and candles.
Eerily, this is drawing us closer together through comraderie instead of tearing us apart.
This is why I love storms.
When one experiences a blackout in one’s mind, what will one see? The darkness of ignorance and emptiness or the sparks of creativity? Then again, does darkness equate emptiness?
I like to think of the difference between a blackout and a whiteout. Because with a whiteout you can see nothing but white and snow, but there really isn’t anything that is comparable as a blackout because you don’t see nothing but black. You just see an absence of anything else.
i remember the blackout in my home as a child when the ESB went on strike. Candles were lit. Flames flickere
i remember the blackout in my home as a child when the ESB went on strike. Candles were lit. Flames flickere
Well that’s what happens here all too often. And it’s frustrating becuase that means I have to run to the base and shut down all the servers. Which takes more time than I actually have. Dumb.
You’d think after all these years we’d be able to prevent them, and predict them more… and warn people about them ahead of time.
And then… opposite of white-out! ha ha
that would be awesome
massive black marks on the page!
Blackout. I think it’s the title of a song that everyone keeps singing. It’s from a musical, In the Heights. I’m not really one for the music, but it’s racing through the theatre department. I suppose I might as well jump on the bandwagon too.
with anyone but you i’d black out in the dead of the night. in the fall when everyone is sleeping i would choose the lion over the lamb. but i would fall for you than fall for anyone that doesn’t look like a wolf in wolf’s clothing, and everyone can black out thinking so.
April 5th, 2009.
last night i had a blackout. I did stupid things i cant remember, but maybe i can turn them into positive things. It allows coincidences to happen.. and it might be good anyway.
the blackout was sudden. We were eating dinner at the kitchen table when it happened. The drone of the fridge died, a slow pitiful death
shelly put her hands over my eyes, blackout….
It was dark. I was scared. The lights flickered and suddenly everything was black.
The stranger gave me a sinister smile.
“Goodbye.”
And that was it.
I had a blackout just this very moment. I could not think what I was going to type in one minute and my mind just went blackout. By the way my house also encountered a blackout just today as well,. there was a lightning storm and all the electricity went off and that resulted in a blackout. Enough on blackouts and time is running out.
i was in a blackout….there was nothing but darkness…wait..a candle…there were no matches….wait!…i have a lighter…i dont smoke anymore, but i have a lighter…FLICK!…darkness no more…blackouts are gone.
my status now
having too much thoughts for one moment
thinking without acting
having chance to love and be loved but missing it because of fear to lose again
blackout my mind acts in that way now
Fade to black…. It was a blackout like that had never been seen before. She loved the feeling it gave her as she slid her hand across the piano.
Eyes blurred, stars appeared, room dimmed, blackout! Falling onto the bed after being up for 48 hours without any sleep.
When we met with the woman from the adoption agency she mentioned that at various points in time, adoptions spike. One such time is 9 months following a blackout. So now I’m hoping for one. Yeah, I know… kind of silly.
the blackout…the darkness is utterly complete. I can’t feel myself any longer… Who I used to be is swept away, the blackout showing everything that used to be as false.
Stop. There are no words, no thoughts, no actions, no……. Stop. Slip into the void, and think no more no less. But make sure you reach up when a hand slips through to pull you out of the vortex. Because it is so worth it.
Lights gone, we start to feel our way around the room. End table, the corner of the TV, the large coat rack we got at the estate sale. Finally we find the matches and strike the dark a glancing blow and the shadows sketch us as fleeting shapes in a place we never knew was in the room.
I blacked out. It was the end of everything, for me it was all going. That is always what happens in the end, a blackout that ends it all. there is nothing more in life than endings and blackouts. This is the secret that people don’t realise. It will all end in a black out. Bam. Nothing anymore. That is the truth of life. Nothing continues for ever.
cant see dark wheream I cant find it wish i could see where is it light where are you come and get me got a torch turn on the light
but minister, our replacement rate is simply too low. whatever we’ve tried just hasn’t worked. the baby bonuses, the tax relief. i simply can’t think of anything else.
then the minister smiled a sly smile.
I blacked out once. It was cold and unfriendly. My friends and I downed a whole bottle of Stoli Vodka. It was vanilla. We got a homeless guy to buy it for us. I had an apple as a chaser. The next morning I woke up to wet pants and my friend woke up to me passed out in her bed.
“What happened?”
“We lost power. Help me find a flashlight.”
The darkness surrounded them, weighed on them now, like a living thing almost. It had a weight to it and almost a smell. Derek shuddered.
I blacked out during the black out while listening to black metal on my black walk man while I was talking to my black friend about black nail polish…black…
well the thing about a blackout is that when it happens, people usually panic. you never know what to expect, when the power will come back on. nothing. so there you are, sitting alone in the dark, with just your thoughts to acompany you, and you wonder what everyone else is doing? are they worrying too, or do they not care about this lack of power.
Blackout. Suddenly, they were plunged into darkness. Ilsa almost screamed, then bit her lip. No, she was hiding. Not a word; not a sound. She was going to win this; by God, she was going to win. There was a flicker, a crackle, a flash, and then they were back.
one word is more than just one word. One word can mean many different things. One word can tell how much you love someone or hate them just the same. One word can incriminate you and change lives for the better or for the worse . In one word, I can tell you how I feel, In a nutshell, in one word. I am “ME”.
She had been feeling unwelol for daysbut had edecided against seeing her doctor. She awoke, lying in a heap on the store floor, to hear that she had sudfered a blackout. She was disoriented and felt really sick, like she was going to vomit. Faces peered down at her, with looks of concern. She looked up at the sea of faces, all seemingly waiting for her to speak./ “How long have I been on the floor” she asked of the crowdh. A tall man wearing a turban gently replied “About five minutes”. “Fives minutes, wow”. She sat up slowly, all the time feeling woozy. She pulled herself up slowly, smoothing down her skirt and taking her hands to her hair. “Do you need ,me to call you a doctor” asked the fall turbanned man. “No , I’ll be right” she replied. She just wanted to get out f there, away from the crowd that encircled her. She felt her mobile phone vibrate in her bag. Pressing the answer key she heard the voice of her husband “Where the hell are you, I’ve beenm sitting in the carpark waiting for fifteen minutes. I’m fed up of this, you’re so bloody unreliable” he shouted into the phone./ The thought of another altercation make her feel; sick to her stomach. The arguments had been going on for weeks and she was over it. He could stick his mansion and his rolls royce up his arse for all she cared. And the planned to Paris. They had been married for five years, and the last year had been hell. What with the affairs he had had, his contact bad temper and the physical abuse, she was ready to walk. She wondered whether the blackout had som,ethingxckacShe th. she. v
The blackout was so sudden. The clock had just struck 7 when everything was plunged into darkness.The sun had set a long time ago, and even as she looked out of the window, all she could see was inky black.
The night was still young as the blackout swept throughout the city. Block by block, line by line, like dominoes falling in slow motion, the city slowly died. As people walked out of their apartments in awe, they finally realised who were their neighbours. That the creepy guy next door with a tattoo had a daughter of 4. That the guy who kept to himself had a nice, smile.
Everyone! Turn off your lights! We must conserve energy as a whole for a brief moment so we may feel that our efforts towards saving the planet are effective and worthwhile!
My name is Nguyen Ha Huyen Van and I am currently a student in NUS. My boyfriend is Tuan and studying in France. We are having a fight now. I hope he will call me soon and we will solve our problems soon. I still love him very much. My father is a Math professor. My mother is a tourist guide and she is very beautiful and young. She speaks French very well too. My sister is 4 years older than me.
blackout.
Punch.
No lights.
Sign off.
Quit.
Scared?
Confused?
Black. White. Red. —> out … in… over
This is what happens when the power goes out. People freak out and often get out flashlights and/or candles so that they can see around the house. Blackouts can sometimes be really serious because people in work environments can get seriously hurt.
there is a black out in the philippines and it occurs quite often.people light candles or go to other peoples houses. However on earthday it was encouraged to have all the lights off . it should have simulated a blackout but not too many people did it. all i know is , when there is a black out, its fun because it reminds me of my child hood
I was plunged into total darkness.I completely lost my sight in the mass of darkness.It took a while for me to regain my senses. I knew that we have been hit by a a blackout