chaos is what makes the world go ’round. everything is secretly in chaos, you never really know it. it’s around you and you can’t help it. sometimes you may create it. other times you’re stuck in it.
Even in chaos, perfection can be found. The way life so strangely falls apart can even be beautiful in its own way. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, after all.
When i was in grade school, i thought “chaos” was a misspelling of “tacos”.
“Can you use that in a sentence, please?”
“The terrorist attack was a huge taco for the people of America.”
It was always like this when Alysse came over. She would say something, I would reply, she would make an attempt to bodily harm me, and then she would throw a bookcase or table. I don’t even think she was all that insane or angry, she just liked the chaos, really.
there was complete chaos. i look over at my sister throwing food all over and my brother creaming on the top of his lungs. damn its gonna be a long day
chaos. craziness. theirs a whole lot of that when a sub is in and the teachers away. i kinda think of chaos like in the dinosaur movies and with townspeople screaming and running around in the chaos
The chaos in the streets was stifling as Marybeth tried to push her way through. The cause of it was unknown, but fires and broken windows lay scattered on either of her.
Chaos was an understatment. This place was the lesser version of Hell. All around me ran people with places to go and people to see – which was a lot more then I could ssay for myself.
Ladies and gentlemen, I have to announce that the entire town will be shutting down immediately. It’s a sad, sad day in this happy town, but for the first time ever, the Benincidis Virus has been spread to the general public. The dead are now the living. God bless your families during this time of pure anarchy and chaos. Good night.
It was theory, of which we’d been mentioned several times. But as a butterfly, I never thought it would really apply to me. But I fluttered at the sight of that gorgeous creature, and the next day, a typhoon has occurred on the other side of the world. I had to leave that girl I loved so dear…I had to make a journey. To the place, that I, so small and so innocent had destroyed. I know you’re thinking that I couldn’t have been responsible…but I know it was me. When I fluttered for Elizablew, my heart had never beaten faster. I was on my way to the other side of the globe. When I got there…they saw me. The survivors and refugees. And then, the real chaos began. They knew I’d done this to them…
love in a open zone, filled in areas of smoked salmon un der bridges of goliath measures a certain atmosphere is imagined fell by brick. a seizure of lox fall heavily to the ground.
The rocks slid down from the crumbling ledge, splashing into the turbulent waters below. The dark chaotic sense of fear hung around them all, grasping to be acknowledged. They were clinging for their dear lives, but the liquid crystals falling in from the clouds started to impair their vision and cause their hands to slip.
My life is chaos at times. Trying to balance kids and a professional career is exhausting. I can’t work when there is chaos in any aspect of my life. I think I have mild OCD.
Chaos is the feeling inside my stomach right now. I’m right, I’m wrong; he’s right, he’s wrong. I’m hungry, I’m not. Things will work out okay…they definitely won’t.
The world is in utter chaos. People are always fighting. No love, just destruction. Is this the world you want your children to learn and live in? What happened to the peace?
disorder of the highest degree sometimes wanting it sometimes fearing it sometimes ruining the plans you’ve made need to find out how to order it disorganized way of living pain agony best laid plans of mice and men often go awry cannot plan in the midst of chaos
Red and green sparks were flying over their heads, creating a scene of chaos. The screams were deafening, it felt as if they’d burst his eardrums. He fell, tripping over a loose tree root, and landed on the earth. His hands, which were know scraped raw from trying to cushion his impact, heaved up the rest of his body.
There was chaos in the streets. Bunny was afraid. She moved away and through a door. She stumbled into a resturaunt where people who seemed to be strangers sat together.
everywhere that stupid girl went she left chaos in her wake, most pscychs would have classified her as a moron, but Jame knew better she was just an absolute with a void between her ears,careless, clumsy, she had a pecuilar laugh that annoyed the hell out of most people,she had thrown up a pretty good smoke screen for her supervisors, to think anyone that stupid could be in charge of anything really amused Jame,yet she thinks she can control fire,a sorry saga indeed she wil get burned Jame thought I assure you,,,its a shame others will die because of her carelessness,,,
chaos is the end of the world. it is what happens when we cease to exist. It is the end. It is fire. I fear it.
We cannot escape chaos, for it pervades our world…
Trapped inside my own head,
focused on the one negative
churning all the others
into a cacophony of
colour, deep, vivid, loud
like the blood pulsing
in my ears. What
you say is untrue
and only proves you
never knew me.
Chaotische Zustände sind das hier. Das ist nicht mehr schön. Verschimmelte Bananenschalen. Staub. Klebrige Limonadedeckel. Dreckige Unterwäsche. Und über allem ein undefinierbarer süßlich-rauher Geruch, der auch nach tagelangem Lüften nicht verschwinden wird.
collisions and broken plates and bruised knees, not knowing where to find what you’re looking for, waking up next to a cold mattress and knowing i have to cope for another day.
chaos is what makes the world go ’round. everything is secretly in chaos, you never really know it. it’s around you and you can’t help it. sometimes you may create it. other times you’re stuck in it.
Bedlam
Color my life with the chaos of trouble
Belle and Sebastian. The boy eith the arab strap
War
Chaos. That’s what we’re bringing upon ourselves. When the Earth turns against us, we will have nothing.
being busy, never having time. partys. college kids. nobody knowing whats going on .
Even in chaos, perfection can be found. The way life so strangely falls apart can even be beautiful in its own way. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, after all.
When i was in grade school, i thought “chaos” was a misspelling of “tacos”.
“Can you use that in a sentence, please?”
“The terrorist attack was a huge taco for the people of America.”
It was always like this when Alysse came over. She would say something, I would reply, she would make an attempt to bodily harm me, and then she would throw a bookcase or table. I don’t even think she was all that insane or angry, she just liked the chaos, really.
MASS….life can be chaotic at times. Everyone can use a little chaos now and then…keeps people on their toes if you ask me.
there was complete chaos. i look over at my sister throwing food all over and my brother creaming on the top of his lungs. damn its gonna be a long day
chaos. craziness. theirs a whole lot of that when a sub is in and the teachers away. i kinda think of chaos like in the dinosaur movies and with townspeople screaming and running around in the chaos
The chaos in the streets was stifling as Marybeth tried to push her way through. The cause of it was unknown, but fires and broken windows lay scattered on either of her.
chaos reigns, from the anti-christ by lars von trier. such a good movie. Chaos is everywhere, the world is chaos, life is chaos. jud
We feel the chaos in our hearts.
Chaos was an understatment. This place was the lesser version of Hell. All around me ran people with places to go and people to see – which was a lot more then I could ssay for myself.
Ladies and gentlemen, I have to announce that the entire town will be shutting down immediately. It’s a sad, sad day in this happy town, but for the first time ever, the Benincidis Virus has been spread to the general public. The dead are now the living. God bless your families during this time of pure anarchy and chaos. Good night.
It was theory, of which we’d been mentioned several times. But as a butterfly, I never thought it would really apply to me. But I fluttered at the sight of that gorgeous creature, and the next day, a typhoon has occurred on the other side of the world. I had to leave that girl I loved so dear…I had to make a journey. To the place, that I, so small and so innocent had destroyed. I know you’re thinking that I couldn’t have been responsible…but I know it was me. When I fluttered for Elizablew, my heart had never beaten faster. I was on my way to the other side of the globe. When I got there…they saw me. The survivors and refugees. And then, the real chaos began. They knew I’d done this to them…
love in a open zone, filled in areas of smoked salmon un der bridges of goliath measures a certain atmosphere is imagined fell by brick. a seizure of lox fall heavily to the ground.
The rocks slid down from the crumbling ledge, splashing into the turbulent waters below. The dark chaotic sense of fear hung around them all, grasping to be acknowledged. They were clinging for their dear lives, but the liquid crystals falling in from the clouds started to impair their vision and cause their hands to slip.
in this mess of a world,
my hand is held high
reaching for safety
in a sea of chaos
hold me close,
and wrap your arms around me,
bind me from evil,
and all of it’s relatives
i am not strong enough
to stand tall against
the winds
of change.
My life is chaos at times. Trying to balance kids and a professional career is exhausting. I can’t work when there is chaos in any aspect of my life. I think I have mild OCD.
Chaos is the feeling inside my stomach right now. I’m right, I’m wrong; he’s right, he’s wrong. I’m hungry, I’m not. Things will work out okay…they definitely won’t.
Its all around and found neatly lined up on shelves between paper pages just waiting to be released into brain tissue and voice boxes and ear drums.
randomness chaotic distraught nonsense messy all over the place over there over here unreasonable illogical
The accident scene caused a chaos in the city. But the people inside the wreck knew no such chaos. They were in a better place.
the house looked like no mans land
my momma looked up at me from unpealed eyes she said
hello darling i
see you have returned
home
I dare not.
The world is in utter chaos. People are always fighting. No love, just destruction. Is this the world you want your children to learn and live in? What happened to the peace?
It’s jumbled in my mind and I can’t seem to untangle. Nothing seems to help it and nothing seems to stop it. The chaos is taking over.
When I think of chaos I think of Oranges fighting. No joke. Sorry no poem about chaos for me.
disorder of the highest degree sometimes wanting it sometimes fearing it sometimes ruining the plans you’ve made need to find out how to order it disorganized way of living pain agony best laid plans of mice and men often go awry cannot plan in the midst of chaos
chaos creates chaos
Red and green sparks were flying over their heads, creating a scene of chaos. The screams were deafening, it felt as if they’d burst his eardrums. He fell, tripping over a loose tree root, and landed on the earth. His hands, which were know scraped raw from trying to cushion his impact, heaved up the rest of his body.
There was chaos in the streets. Bunny was afraid. She moved away and through a door. She stumbled into a resturaunt where people who seemed to be strangers sat together.
Chaos Theory is the way of the world. Anytime you think things are going well… chaos fucks it up.
everywhere that stupid girl went she left chaos in her wake, most pscychs would have classified her as a moron, but Jame knew better she was just an absolute with a void between her ears,careless, clumsy, she had a pecuilar laugh that annoyed the hell out of most people,she had thrown up a pretty good smoke screen for her supervisors, to think anyone that stupid could be in charge of anything really amused Jame,yet she thinks she can control fire,a sorry saga indeed she wil get burned Jame thought I assure you,,,its a shame others will die because of her carelessness,,,
A loud thumping beat, its slows down, and accelerates and chaos is what my heart feels
chaos is the end of the world. it is what happens when we cease to exist. It is the end. It is fire. I fear it.
We cannot escape chaos, for it pervades our world…
Trapped inside my own head,
focused on the one negative
churning all the others
into a cacophony of
colour, deep, vivid, loud
like the blood pulsing
in my ears. What
you say is untrue
and only proves you
never knew me.
Chaotische Zustände sind das hier. Das ist nicht mehr schön. Verschimmelte Bananenschalen. Staub. Klebrige Limonadedeckel. Dreckige Unterwäsche. Und über allem ein undefinierbarer süßlich-rauher Geruch, der auch nach tagelangem Lüften nicht verschwinden wird.
collisions and broken plates and bruised knees, not knowing where to find what you’re looking for, waking up next to a cold mattress and knowing i have to cope for another day.