thinking I become susceptible to the scorn that surrounds me coming from all angles and all people there seems to be no exception the transcendental culmination of my intent and desires rolled into the shell of expectancies of what i cannot do where do i go and how to i feel
I channel you into my life, slowly enveloping you into my tangled avenue of dreams and hopes. Rather you than me, rather me than without you. I will give this a chance, I want to know you, to believe you , to hope for you. I will let this flourish. I will let you consume me…and if I fall, let me not stumble but rather drift gently down.
She flipped the channels of the TV without recognizing the flashing images staring back at her. A fat dog was laying beside her on the couch, his drooling maw sitting on her lap, covering it with spittle and kibble residue.
Is on the television. I like to watch mostly children channels but music channels are pretty cool. Although I do watch a lot of stuff on the internet these days. Except Supernatural! I love that show! Sam is soooo hot!
The channel was wide, but she knew if she didn’t make it across, the consequences would be dire. Her breathing quickened with every stroke, her legs splashing madly behind her. She looked back, and saw him.
I took an alternate education class that had me take an english course that told me how to define channels of conversations; I’m now afraid to speak in fear of someone having a better channel than I.
Channels of thought separated the medium from the dead. He searches the vast blackness, where headstones swing in the ink like wayward stars. His eyebrows are furrowed into a single, tangled channel. There’s his mother and there’s his sister who died from typhus and there’s God who has been dead for God-knows how long. Who is he looking for?
I should probably change the channel. Right now. Because The Real Housewives of New York could quite possibly rot my brain. TV’s supposed to do that, right? I suppose going on Facebook wouldn’t be any better though…
I am watching the disney channel and i love it. Im watching Sonny with a chance, and im jealous that Demi Lovato gets to go on a date with Sterling Knight and i dont. Like reallyt jealous. I dont think i like it at all. I wish Sterling Knight was my boyfriend, even if he is 2 years younger than me, i dont care.
He never managed to swim the channel. Something to do with the salt, his mother had always said. Still, it was’t necessarily the winning that mattered. Or the actually achieving anything.
I shall swim through the channels of your heart
And bask in the warmth of its love
Close my eyes and let it rain upon me
Your tears of happiness from within
I change the channel, not really paying attention to anything on the screen. I can’t see anything with his hand so overwhelmingly warm, curled around my own.
I can’t pay attention with his thigh pressed to mine. Can’t really register the way he’s looking at me until I look back.
When our lips meet, however, everything is crystal-clear.
I was really impressed when David Walliams swam the channel for charity. I’ve heard it’s quite a feat. Not many people have been able to swim that distance.
there is a small hut on one side of the channel. I sometimes wonder who lives in it. On fall days I see smoke rising from the little chimney. It tickles in my nose. So someone must light those fires and sit beside them, maybe make some soup over them.
but I have been on my side of the channel for sixty years now and I have never seen a human soul on that side of the waters.
I need to be able to channel myself, as it were. I need to find the essence of my thought and output it to the world. This is very much like channeling another, as my inside and outside selves are much more disparate than I’d like.
Change the channel. Sometimes I get tired of watching Mythbusters and the Discovery channel. Let’s watch some of my shows. Really. Remember when you promised to watch the Notebook? Let’s do that!
Channel energy. Channel life, channel love. Channel feeling into everything you do, because you won’t get that chance back later. Channel, channel, channel while you can, before it’s too late and that precious opportunity is gone, before you’ve lost it all, before there’s nothing left to channel, and nowhere for it to go.
We change them a lot. Why, can’t we just watch one thing? can’t we concentrate on a single show for more then 30 seconds? That’s why shows and movies turn to explosions-sex-action.
When I sat down at the television screen the first thing that popped into my head was, How long is this human going to be talking for, and when am I going to be able to eat him. I was hungry that night because of the peculiar blank spots I have today on a momentary basis
There are so many channels available for us now that people often make the comment “there’s nothing to watch”, just like how they’d open up a fridge full of food and complain “there’s nothing to eat”. The multiple sources available for us in today’s society has made us oblivious to all the benefits we have in life.
The channel of my brain is set to misbehave. The channel of doom ripped up the land, leaving fear in its wake and knowing it would win if the defenders let it pass but like good men they took the pain and so by their virtue saved the world.
television or English? a channel is a channel after all, a place where you start to go from here to there and maybe just maybe get where you want – but not always, sometimes and its the way life is, you get where you never ever wanted to go. So a channel is a medium as well, a strange connection to the nether world of ghostly spirits of people long gone (that is. if you believe in such a thing – when you don’t believe, channels simply won’t work at all) – and what else can a channel be?
channels of water. tv channels. everything is a channel of information, like a train of thought. channels are what give you ideas, what can cause writer’s block and what can eventually kill you as you drown yourself in the channel of water because you couldn’t finish that goddamn novel.
Nossas mentes parecem uma tv. São as nossas emoções que definem o que estaremos pensando, a msica muda nosso humor como canal de tv, e agente fica doidinho com as peças que nossa cabeça prega na gente, mas se estiver num dia ruim, que tal mudar de canal? Ouça uma música bacana.
Try to find one that shares your wavelength, your frequency. And hold onto it, go through the ebbs and flows, the crests and peaks and watch the beauty as it unfolds.
What a most wonderful feeling, perhaps the best in the world, to find someone who is tuning in to the same channel.
as I walk along the water I sigh, looking out over the channel. It’s a giant mirror. Reflecting the world in it’s ripples. Reflecting everything. Everything but my emotion.
channeling all my anger, all my fears. everything i have into you. because your everywhere i look. every tv channel i turn to, every boy i see in the supermarket, it’s you. your constantly on my mind, and it scares me.
I don’t know quite how to channel all of this anger into something positive. No one ever taught me as a kid. And therefore, as an adult, yes an adult, I am lost. I’m sitting in a white room, colorful paint cans all around me, and I’m angry…no, furious. Normally, one would throw the paints everywhere; a splash of red here, a glob of orange on the ceiling, but me, I just sit. I sit. Blood boiling, head pounding, mind racing…I just sit. Creative energy? I can’t produce it. So I imagine myself while I’m walking through this world sitting cross legged on the floor enraged not knowing how to channel this energy, even if I could. I definetely was neglected as a kid.
thinking I become susceptible to the scorn that surrounds me coming from all angles and all people there seems to be no exception the transcendental culmination of my intent and desires rolled into the shell of expectancies of what i cannot do where do i go and how to i feel
I channel you into my life, slowly enveloping you into my tangled avenue of dreams and hopes. Rather you than me, rather me than without you. I will give this a chance, I want to know you, to believe you , to hope for you. I will let this flourish. I will let you consume me…and if I fall, let me not stumble but rather drift gently down.
She flipped the channels of the TV without recognizing the flashing images staring back at her. A fat dog was laying beside her on the couch, his drooling maw sitting on her lap, covering it with spittle and kibble residue.
Is on the television. I like to watch mostly children channels but music channels are pretty cool. Although I do watch a lot of stuff on the internet these days. Except Supernatural! I love that show! Sam is soooo hot!
The channel was wide, but she knew if she didn’t make it across, the consequences would be dire. Her breathing quickened with every stroke, her legs splashing madly behind her. She looked back, and saw him.
I took an alternate education class that had me take an english course that told me how to define channels of conversations; I’m now afraid to speak in fear of someone having a better channel than I.
Channels of thought separated the medium from the dead. He searches the vast blackness, where headstones swing in the ink like wayward stars. His eyebrows are furrowed into a single, tangled channel. There’s his mother and there’s his sister who died from typhus and there’s God who has been dead for God-knows how long. Who is he looking for?
I should probably change the channel. Right now. Because The Real Housewives of New York could quite possibly rot my brain. TV’s supposed to do that, right? I suppose going on Facebook wouldn’t be any better though…
I am watching the disney channel and i love it. Im watching Sonny with a chance, and im jealous that Demi Lovato gets to go on a date with Sterling Knight and i dont. Like reallyt jealous. I dont think i like it at all. I wish Sterling Knight was my boyfriend, even if he is 2 years younger than me, i dont care.
channels on television really bother me. what’s with all of the commercials? and why are they always louder than the show i’m watching?
He never managed to swim the channel. Something to do with the salt, his mother had always said. Still, it was’t necessarily the winning that mattered. Or the actually achieving anything.
A channel
A flow
A release
for me or you, mother father.
Needed to relax.
I shall swim through the channels of your heart
And bask in the warmth of its love
Close my eyes and let it rain upon me
Your tears of happiness from within
I change the channel, not really paying attention to anything on the screen. I can’t see anything with his hand so overwhelmingly warm, curled around my own.
I can’t pay attention with his thigh pressed to mine. Can’t really register the way he’s looking at me until I look back.
When our lips meet, however, everything is crystal-clear.
I was really impressed when David Walliams swam the channel for charity. I’ve heard it’s quite a feat. Not many people have been able to swim that distance.
there is a small hut on one side of the channel. I sometimes wonder who lives in it. On fall days I see smoke rising from the little chimney. It tickles in my nose. So someone must light those fires and sit beside them, maybe make some soup over them.
but I have been on my side of the channel for sixty years now and I have never seen a human soul on that side of the waters.
something on tv
wtf dude, its the same word for like 3 times
She flicked through the channels. ‘Nothing on’ she sighed putting down the remote. Today just sucked didn’t it.
Channel islands.
I need to be able to channel myself, as it were. I need to find the essence of my thought and output it to the world. This is very much like channeling another, as my inside and outside selves are much more disparate than I’d like.
Change the channel. Sometimes I get tired of watching Mythbusters and the Discovery channel. Let’s watch some of my shows. Really. Remember when you promised to watch the Notebook? Let’s do that!
I am going to channel Cormac and Andrew and Alfred and Samuel. They are the ones whom I admire.
You and me baby ain’t nothing but mammals so let’s do it like they do on the discovery channel!
tv home antena 1 antena2 family news music information homeless mtv u2 headache bed
Channel energy. Channel life, channel love. Channel feeling into everything you do, because you won’t get that chance back later. Channel, channel, channel while you can, before it’s too late and that precious opportunity is gone, before you’ve lost it all, before there’s nothing left to channel, and nowhere for it to go.
We change them a lot. Why, can’t we just watch one thing? can’t we concentrate on a single show for more then 30 seconds? That’s why shows and movies turn to explosions-sex-action.
channel out everything through 88 black and whites.
understand the world around you through frequencies. relate experiences via notes.
When I sat down at the television screen the first thing that popped into my head was, How long is this human going to be talking for, and when am I going to be able to eat him. I was hungry that night because of the peculiar blank spots I have today on a momentary basis
There are so many channels available for us now that people often make the comment “there’s nothing to watch”, just like how they’d open up a fridge full of food and complain “there’s nothing to eat”. The multiple sources available for us in today’s society has made us oblivious to all the benefits we have in life.
The channel of my brain is set to misbehave. The channel of doom ripped up the land, leaving fear in its wake and knowing it would win if the defenders let it pass but like good men they took the pain and so by their virtue saved the world.
television or English? a channel is a channel after all, a place where you start to go from here to there and maybe just maybe get where you want – but not always, sometimes and its the way life is, you get where you never ever wanted to go. So a channel is a medium as well, a strange connection to the nether world of ghostly spirits of people long gone (that is. if you believe in such a thing – when you don’t believe, channels simply won’t work at all) – and what else can a channel be?
I watched a movie on a channel with my mom today. It was pretty good. I like spending time with her…sometimes–most of the time.
Tomorrows mothers day and I’m going to paint something for her. I hope she likes it.
channels of water. tv channels. everything is a channel of information, like a train of thought. channels are what give you ideas, what can cause writer’s block and what can eventually kill you as you drown yourself in the channel of water because you couldn’t finish that goddamn novel.
where did it go?
Nossas mentes parecem uma tv. São as nossas emoções que definem o que estaremos pensando, a msica muda nosso humor como canal de tv, e agente fica doidinho com as peças que nossa cabeça prega na gente, mas se estiver num dia ruim, que tal mudar de canal? Ouça uma música bacana.
Tune in, swim the channel.
Try to find one that shares your wavelength, your frequency. And hold onto it, go through the ebbs and flows, the crests and peaks and watch the beauty as it unfolds.
What a most wonderful feeling, perhaps the best in the world, to find someone who is tuning in to the same channel.
as I walk along the water I sigh, looking out over the channel. It’s a giant mirror. Reflecting the world in it’s ripples. Reflecting everything. Everything but my emotion.
channeling all my anger, all my fears. everything i have into you. because your everywhere i look. every tv channel i turn to, every boy i see in the supermarket, it’s you. your constantly on my mind, and it scares me.
boring… can’t i have a different word? PLease
I don’t know quite how to channel all of this anger into something positive. No one ever taught me as a kid. And therefore, as an adult, yes an adult, I am lost. I’m sitting in a white room, colorful paint cans all around me, and I’m angry…no, furious. Normally, one would throw the paints everywhere; a splash of red here, a glob of orange on the ceiling, but me, I just sit. I sit. Blood boiling, head pounding, mind racing…I just sit. Creative energy? I can’t produce it. So I imagine myself while I’m walking through this world sitting cross legged on the floor enraged not knowing how to channel this energy, even if I could. I definetely was neglected as a kid.