all of the world s chaos isnt it? think about it there are peoblems and when i think of chaos i think of an organized world ewhere there are no problems but that will never happen im sure.
The bright light flashed suddenly in front of her eyes, throwing her off balance even more than she already was. Shouts and screams filled the air and the chaos rained in the city.
chaos is pain, anxiety, a dark swirling goddess with flying dark hair commanding hell at her fingertips, a dirty counter top with unwashed dishes and a single mother scooping her baby off the dusty linoleum, frenzy and darkness and a car running low on gas with a sparse checkbook and the clouds whirling against you
Choas! Bam bamh band…. Bang.. Dammit. There should be more words that mean sounds. I miss Batman. Where else could you see all those sound words. Yeah, I know.. honomonipeah… or whatever. Thats why i didnt wanna say it, I can’t spell it. That is fuckin sad, man. Sad. I should be able to spell that word… what was the subject again?
we live in a world of chaos…well i do. theres work and social life and running and not enough time to jam it all in. and then the oil spill in the gulf and all that chaos and war and peace and the mideast
When I hear this word, the first thing I associate with it is Genesis. The man is as cryptic and suspenseful as the play he reads aloud each day. I’m never sure exactly what to expect from the man, but for all his outward calm, I know he hides an inner chaos.
Destruction and entropy, Kevin thought, as he watched the flames rise higher around his beatup old van. Behind him, looters screamed as windows shattered, broken by rocks. He smiled, and settled in for death. This was the end.
the feeling of losing control havning no say in what happens to your life. what happens when you thought everything you had forever is ripped from your hands forever. the feeling of nothing. when everythiing you know is gone and emptiness fills your days. it sucks. the only thing yo0u want is calm and peace
This day has been extremely chaotic. I just feel like I have been tossed into a laundry machine and I can’t get out. Drowning and getting dizzy. Which reminds me, I need to get the laundry.
It was the last day of June, one month of parental house-hopping left. Thirty days til we could return to Florida and our tiled floors, settle back into palm trees and air conditioning, back into days-of-pjs and Lean Cuisine.
“How would you feel if I told you that you are pregnant?”
Chaos
Swirling through my skull with the grace
Of a deadly dancer
A sharpened knife
You control me
Yet
I have so much power over you
Bring the blackness
Choke the light
Kill me now
While savoring victory and tipping the world
utter chaos. chaos is that moment where you can’t seem to get a handle on anything. where you’re shaking from anxiety, but simultaneously moving at an uber-fast speed. your mind, and body, are doing a thousand things all at once.
it’s chaos everywhere! There’s buildings falling and planes bombing. The ufos from across the universe have finally come to earth and are destroying mankind. we’re all doomed! Goodbye. See you all in hell!
The world is in utter chaos. To cure chaos, you must have peace. Peace is essential for life. Chaos causes death. Death is the result of chaos. Peace is order.
Chaos was all around. There were people running, screaming, and crying. No one knew what to do. Little did they know, the grim reaper that appeared in a cloud of smoke was nothing more than a teenager with a fog machine and his father’s long, black, bathrobe.
I want to live in utter chaos. I want to watch the world burn. You never know who someone really is unless you see how they act when the sky is falling down. I want the chaos of life to bring the world to its knees.
my life. my days. i have a massive explosion of life around me at all times. it is chaos. it is beautiful. if i lived with order, id be bored. so im chaotic instead. a chaotic mess.
There’s too much chaos in my life; not enough order. I’ve tried to remedy this by writing lists and keeping organised but them I just have a pile of chaotic lists and memos. One minute you’re paddling in chaos, the next you’re knee-deep…
The ground collapses beneath my feet and I begin to drown in an angry red sea of chaos. Lungs gasping for air. I need salvation…and then I look at you.
Chaos in my brain, every day ever where I look and see chaos seems to want to surround me, Chaos in school, in relationships, Chaos at work and at home, chaos consumes my life my soul and then I told chaos I don’t want chaos no more.
The club was a textbook case of controlled chaos. If he had it his way, he’d rather far more chaos than control… His sang at the top of his lungs, feeding off the energy from the writhing mass of bodies and giving it back tenfold. Always, in the very back of his mind, a movie reel of images played, some vague, others sharp and clear. Sometimes they involved *her*, and that scared and aroused him at the same time. He’d wonder if she were there, watching him, wanting him. He knew it was a fever dream if he saw her face in the crowd. It was only a fantasy.
chaos chaos, shouts and screams. panic- sudden and overwhelming panic- and confusion. so much confusion. what’s up, where’s down, are we right… or have we gone left? i can’t remember anymore and i can’t think with these screams. they’re making my ears bleed and my head ache. and even with this chaos, all i can feel is the pain- the jagged, ripping, sharp- pain in my heart. i just watched them all die, and there was nothing i could do. helpless and so lost as i watched it all fall apart.
the chaos theory posits that if a butterfly flaps it’s wings in one part of the world it can cause a hurricane in another part of the world. this is only a metaphor though.
Chaos is a tool, a balancing force, nay, it is balance itself. It is not a destructive force, and of course, it is not organizational, yet it can separate entities, define the undefined, and produce ways and means new, fascinating, and potential of creation and order.
In the interim, Chaos prevailed. Such is the way of any major change. Many view this as a dysfunction of human kind, or an error in the fabric of the universe.
life is chaos. It is full of fear and doubt and pain and anguish. The confusing mess of emotions is enough to overwhelm anyone, and yet without this complexity life would be dull.
One time, amidst of all this, I saw your face and understood what controlled chaos meant. It’s something so tragic and disorderly like you, but somehow, in passing glances, you see the world’s most deliberate, yet accidental, cosmos in its eyes. It all made sense. It all fell in place.
He was chaos to her. The rude press of his hands against her cool china skin brought her to delirium. In a moment of clarity, she realized that it was not so much the touch or taste of him that she loved, but instead the smell: the heavy musk of “forbidden” lingered tantalizingly in the air around him.
all of the world s chaos isnt it? think about it there are peoblems and when i think of chaos i think of an organized world ewhere there are no problems but that will never happen im sure.
life, love, anything worth doing will have a little chaos. channel it, revel in it, use it to your advantage. the maid loved it.
The bright light flashed suddenly in front of her eyes, throwing her off balance even more than she already was. Shouts and screams filled the air and the chaos rained in the city.
chaos is pain, anxiety, a dark swirling goddess with flying dark hair commanding hell at her fingertips, a dirty counter top with unwashed dishes and a single mother scooping her baby off the dusty linoleum, frenzy and darkness and a car running low on gas with a sparse checkbook and the clouds whirling against you
One of these days, the penguins will cause chaos around the world and you’ll bow down before them muhahahaha……..
Choas! Bam bamh band…. Bang.. Dammit. There should be more words that mean sounds. I miss Batman. Where else could you see all those sound words. Yeah, I know.. honomonipeah… or whatever. Thats why i didnt wanna say it, I can’t spell it. That is fuckin sad, man. Sad. I should be able to spell that word… what was the subject again?
we live in a world of chaos…well i do. theres work and social life and running and not enough time to jam it all in. and then the oil spill in the gulf and all that chaos and war and peace and the mideast
When I hear this word, the first thing I associate with it is Genesis. The man is as cryptic and suspenseful as the play he reads aloud each day. I’m never sure exactly what to expect from the man, but for all his outward calm, I know he hides an inner chaos.
Destruction and entropy, Kevin thought, as he watched the flames rise higher around his beatup old van. Behind him, looters screamed as windows shattered, broken by rocks. He smiled, and settled in for death. This was the end.
the feeling of losing control havning no say in what happens to your life. what happens when you thought everything you had forever is ripped from your hands forever. the feeling of nothing. when everythiing you know is gone and emptiness fills your days. it sucks. the only thing yo0u want is calm and peace
This day has been extremely chaotic. I just feel like I have been tossed into a laundry machine and I can’t get out. Drowning and getting dizzy. Which reminds me, I need to get the laundry.
It was the last day of June, one month of parental house-hopping left. Thirty days til we could return to Florida and our tiled floors, settle back into palm trees and air conditioning, back into days-of-pjs and Lean Cuisine.
“How would you feel if I told you that you are pregnant?”
Chaos
Swirling through my skull with the grace
Of a deadly dancer
A sharpened knife
You control me
Yet
I have so much power over you
Bring the blackness
Choke the light
Kill me now
While savoring victory and tipping the world
My life. My fault. An addiction, I love it. Chaos. I thrive on chaos.
utter chaos. chaos is that moment where you can’t seem to get a handle on anything. where you’re shaking from anxiety, but simultaneously moving at an uber-fast speed. your mind, and body, are doing a thousand things all at once.
it’s chaos everywhere! There’s buildings falling and planes bombing. The ufos from across the universe have finally come to earth and are destroying mankind. we’re all doomed! Goodbye. See you all in hell!
The world is in utter chaos. To cure chaos, you must have peace. Peace is essential for life. Chaos causes death. Death is the result of chaos. Peace is order.
Chaos was all around. There were people running, screaming, and crying. No one knew what to do. Little did they know, the grim reaper that appeared in a cloud of smoke was nothing more than a teenager with a fog machine and his father’s long, black, bathrobe.
I want to live in utter chaos. I want to watch the world burn. You never know who someone really is unless you see how they act when the sky is falling down. I want the chaos of life to bring the world to its knees.
my life. my days. i have a massive explosion of life around me at all times. it is chaos. it is beautiful. if i lived with order, id be bored. so im chaotic instead. a chaotic mess.
There’s too much chaos in my life; not enough order. I’ve tried to remedy this by writing lists and keeping organised but them I just have a pile of chaotic lists and memos. One minute you’re paddling in chaos, the next you’re knee-deep…
Chaos is a nice place to be, if you don’t like order.
Thankfully, I fit into this class.
The Joker had given me lessons, now it was time to put them to good use.
I lit the match, looked over the gas covered street, and smiled.
too much words bouncing around my head. linguistic chaos one might say, if one was capable of finding the right words.
The ground collapses beneath my feet and I begin to drown in an angry red sea of chaos. Lungs gasping for air. I need salvation…and then I look at you.
All consuming disorder
Random logic
Views distorted
my head, in my head.
in my heart.
you are not welcome
Chaos in my brain, every day ever where I look and see chaos seems to want to surround me, Chaos in school, in relationships, Chaos at work and at home, chaos consumes my life my soul and then I told chaos I don’t want chaos no more.
The club was a textbook case of controlled chaos. If he had it his way, he’d rather far more chaos than control… His sang at the top of his lungs, feeding off the energy from the writhing mass of bodies and giving it back tenfold. Always, in the very back of his mind, a movie reel of images played, some vague, others sharp and clear. Sometimes they involved *her*, and that scared and aroused him at the same time. He’d wonder if she were there, watching him, wanting him. He knew it was a fever dream if he saw her face in the crowd. It was only a fantasy.
embrace the chaos. chaos is all around you, nothing can be planned. let things happen and go with it. EMBRACE IT
chaos reigned in the house. The dog ran crazed. All four children bellowed different pitched cries and I was checked out.
chaos chaos, shouts and screams. panic- sudden and overwhelming panic- and confusion. so much confusion. what’s up, where’s down, are we right… or have we gone left? i can’t remember anymore and i can’t think with these screams. they’re making my ears bleed and my head ache. and even with this chaos, all i can feel is the pain- the jagged, ripping, sharp- pain in my heart. i just watched them all die, and there was nothing i could do. helpless and so lost as i watched it all fall apart.
Chaos. A five letter word commonly found in the English dictionary. The subject of books and movies, nightmares and evil plans.
In books and movies it’s exciting: it drives them forward, keeps people hooked. In fiction, chaos is a natural, necessary element.
But in real life?
It sucks.
the chaos theory posits that if a butterfly flaps it’s wings in one part of the world it can cause a hurricane in another part of the world. this is only a metaphor though.
Chaos is a tool, a balancing force, nay, it is balance itself. It is not a destructive force, and of course, it is not organizational, yet it can separate entities, define the undefined, and produce ways and means new, fascinating, and potential of creation and order.
In the interim, Chaos prevailed. Such is the way of any major change. Many view this as a dysfunction of human kind, or an error in the fabric of the universe.
nella testa pezzi di parole, emozioni, spigoli che sbattono gli uni contro gli altri, sbalzando e sbattendo
life is chaos. It is full of fear and doubt and pain and anguish. The confusing mess of emotions is enough to overwhelm anyone, and yet without this complexity life would be dull.
One time, amidst of all this, I saw your face and understood what controlled chaos meant. It’s something so tragic and disorderly like you, but somehow, in passing glances, you see the world’s most deliberate, yet accidental, cosmos in its eyes. It all made sense. It all fell in place.
He was chaos to her. The rude press of his hands against her cool china skin brought her to delirium. In a moment of clarity, she realized that it was not so much the touch or taste of him that she loved, but instead the smell: the heavy musk of “forbidden” lingered tantalizingly in the air around him.
crazy. chaos had controlled my mind. new york city. busy. not organized. my house. my mind during finals week.