up up and away take me higher and go farther rungs and ladders and hights keep going up and use your arms and take me up to the stars to the clouds to the heavens this is where we’re meant to be we’re going to be higher than the rooftops, higher than ever before
i cannot climb any more. niye tirmanayim ki. cok dustum ve dustugum yerleri dahi hatirlamiyorum. hatirlayamadigin bir dususten tirmanarak kurtulsan ne yazar, bir kutsal el seni tutup kurtarsa ne yazar.
i began to climb. the rocks fit perfectly into my hands like rungs of a ladder, the top of the mountain loomed at the edge of my vision, the sun breaking over the ledge almost blinding me. i pulled myself up and found a place for my foot when suddenly my hand-holds crumbled.
climb a mountain, see lots of trees, a little river flowing down a wooded glade. Life is so much enhanced by such things. Without them life is sterile and uninteresting. Flowers in the woods are often tiny and delicate. An orchid is a parasite that lives on the trees. I don’t like orchids very much, but my neighbor grows them and loves them. They’re pretty, but they lack the life of flowers of the regular sort. Back to mountains, I love the mountains of the west. They are tall and craggy, soft and rounded, but always impressive. I was in the mountains this week. The pictures are still running around in my head and I visit them often. This is a neat exercise. What do I do next? Is this timed? I’m running out of climbing things to say. Is this a test of how stupid I am? It’s six o’clock in the morning. I should be drinking coffee and reading the morning paper.
Everytime I try I fall. Everytime I think i’m up I fall. But I guess the key is to keep climbing whatever climb you have in front of you. What the fuck else is there to do?
When I decided to start climbing the corporate ladder I had no idea that shit does, in fact, float to the top…I am utterly disgusted with the behavior of so called role models that we, as a young generation are supposed to look up too.
i dont like to climb stairs, it makes me tired. but its good to climb stairs, as climbing stairs is good for health, i generally prefer climbing as it increases my body metabolism, but not much
i climb the stairs of life,,,I can climb real stairs still. and i’ll try to keep fit enough to climb stairs when I am older. Climbing the social ladder is not my cup of tea; it was my parents’ mantra, though, climb up that ladder of material success.
I was a young child when I climbed the tree in the back of our house. There was a robin’s nest in it and three spotted eggs. Mother Robin came to sit on the eggs and when she found me, she stopped and began to chirp letter the other birds know something was amiss in her tree.
I can see a mountain so tall, its height both inspires and frightens me, from the top if I look down I can imagine myself tumbling down over and over and over until every bone in my body is shattered. Truth be known that love can be like that. Make that climb because the rewards are both great and scary as well. Climb climb climb and aspire.
I’ll climb the highest mountain for you, I’ll dive the deepest ocean for you, and I’ll swim the broadest river for you. But I won’t climb the Eiffel Tower “cos I hate heights!
I climbed above a mountain and finally dropped deep into a steep. Where I am I was just thinking but found myself on a bed. Thought it to be a dream. But dreams rarely come true.
As she began to climb the mountain she thought of her past, family and friends. It wasn’t that she felt she was abandoning them, it was that they abandoned her. Her way of escaping the harsh reality was to climb the tallest mountain in the world; everest.
The mountaineer rested, poised against the cliff face, a perturbed look on his face. It was too late for regrets now. He had to continue. But the bitter cold swept through his lungs, and he knew he would not make it.
I climed up a mountain and saw the world through the eyes of a woman who had seen it all. Saw the ground below and the people that must be residing there, living lives and walking forward in what they consider the imperfect existence. There is nothing like the feeling of being on top of the world. Even if one climbs up all the way to get to it, to try and replicate that feeling, even if one is on Everest and is physically on top of the world…we are not. No one is.
climb the mountain? which mountain? It’s a challenge. And an adventure. Feel the wind chill. Breathe in the sights. I need to climb a mountain, and take a break from life.
Climb a tree. It was earth day yesterday, and I didn’t do anything special. All I wanted to do was climb a tree…but it rained here in San Francisco, and I was stuck inside, watching my mother fill out paperwork, and longing to just be able to show my appreciate for mother nature by – yes – hugging a tree. I know climbing trees might not be totally earth-friendly, but it’s still all I wanted to do for earth day.
I was on the top of a mountain with the wind blowing into my face. I couldn’t see for the fog and snow. I surveyed the small area in front of me. No way of knowing where I was. “Is this it?”, I thought. The end of all things. No. I can climb.
What life is is .. a climbing in the best of cases. It depends on you … you may climb or you may fall … but you’ll never climb without wanting to .I’m not talking about money of fame .. that’s fake .. unlasting . its the important things . like living.
the mountain and over come any and all obstacles in place for after all that is the very essence of life, to climb and over come all that proves to or attempts to prove itself to be a hurdle; may it be spirtual; physical; or of any other nature
Climbing is a very peculiar thing because it can mean both a physical and mental feat. For instance, I can climb to the top of a mountain, or, I climbed the corporate ladder. Its not always something you do with your hands or feet, but something you do with your brain.
climb every mountain climb up the career ladder climb to get fit and to see great views climb out of jail cats climb trees and get stuck in them then the firefighters need to climb up and retrieve them kids like to climb up things and get messy
climb a mountain, climb a tree, climb a limb, climb your own problems until they’ve mounded themselves and you can see all aroudm. it begins with a b and sometimes ends that way: bomb. that’s the only one i think of and it’s a big one. c’s are smoother. l’s are hard.
climb to a top near you and lokk out. see all those moments you never reached through your life. youll never reach them. never be close enough. but you can see them. lying there. waiting. for someone else to pick em up
the hill, grassy and steep. out of breath sunshine
silly to be writing so fast, just think a minute and you’ll have something better to say OK– Climb
I’m hiking with the dogs, we come across an open field and see the hill ahead. The dogs run up and stop, panting at the top.
I climb more slowly, feeling the muscles in my legs flexing and straining.
and in this time of my former knowledge, i will climb the highest peakc to find my existance, will i plateau or will i keep rising higher to a profound manner of writing and a hjiger plateau of being
to be myself or to be what everyone else wants me to be. i need to know what i will become before i
climb rhymes with time. coincidence? mo’ emphasis. salary rhymes with mallory, the last name of someone i knew. choo choo. goes the train. off the top of my brain. will smith is cool, he likes to drink cool. aid. i like band aid. i just rhymed the same two words. birds.
i feel like climbing a mountain right now so i could stand on the top of it and just scream to the world “I AM ALIVE” HAHAHA. I feel like a god, even though there is none, I feel like how one would feel if he (yes, HE) exists. why? because life is good right now. i’m happy and that’s all that matters. i don’t give a fuck how bad your day has been, mine’s been good and there’s no reason for you to bring me down you fucktard. stop beggin, pay me you asswipe.
Thinking of that word make me think of trees. Especially the tree I use to love to climb when I was little. Horrible thing is it is now gone. Along with a lot of my childhood places. All my old schools, all the old play grounds….so much for building for the future…it destroys the past.
climbing mountains isn’t easy but the views are magnificent! The challenge is not always easy but the feelings of accomplishment make it all worthwhile.
up up and away take me higher and go farther rungs and ladders and hights keep going up and use your arms and take me up to the stars to the clouds to the heavens this is where we’re meant to be we’re going to be higher than the rooftops, higher than ever before
i cannot climb any more. niye tirmanayim ki. cok dustum ve dustugum yerleri dahi hatirlamiyorum. hatirlayamadigin bir dususten tirmanarak kurtulsan ne yazar, bir kutsal el seni tutup kurtarsa ne yazar.
its not easy to climb a fear falling can dominate thoughts but one must perservere one must continue to rise ever uppward and one things unknown
walls, mountains, park, streets, perception, active, participate, water, hard, exercise, rock, tough, ceilings, I like to rock climb?
i began to climb. the rocks fit perfectly into my hands like rungs of a ladder, the top of the mountain loomed at the edge of my vision, the sun breaking over the ledge almost blinding me. i pulled myself up and found a place for my foot when suddenly my hand-holds crumbled.
climb a mountain, see lots of trees, a little river flowing down a wooded glade. Life is so much enhanced by such things. Without them life is sterile and uninteresting. Flowers in the woods are often tiny and delicate. An orchid is a parasite that lives on the trees. I don’t like orchids very much, but my neighbor grows them and loves them. They’re pretty, but they lack the life of flowers of the regular sort. Back to mountains, I love the mountains of the west. They are tall and craggy, soft and rounded, but always impressive. I was in the mountains this week. The pictures are still running around in my head and I visit them often. This is a neat exercise. What do I do next? Is this timed? I’m running out of climbing things to say. Is this a test of how stupid I am? It’s six o’clock in the morning. I should be drinking coffee and reading the morning paper.
Everytime I try I fall. Everytime I think i’m up I fall. But I guess the key is to keep climbing whatever climb you have in front of you. What the fuck else is there to do?
When I decided to start climbing the corporate ladder I had no idea that shit does, in fact, float to the top…I am utterly disgusted with the behavior of so called role models that we, as a young generation are supposed to look up too.
I climb above the clouds of your desire just to see my reckless fall afterwards…
upwardly mobile.
success.
rising to the top.
i’m on my way.
need more oxygen.
look out below.
only room for one.
king of the mountain.
i dont like to climb stairs, it makes me tired. but its good to climb stairs, as climbing stairs is good for health, i generally prefer climbing as it increases my body metabolism, but not much
i was clibing the wall, i didnt no where it led to. O man im falling off….
crap.
i need to climb it so i can get chocolate and eat it so then i can tease my brother. O man that sweet chocolate.
i need to climb, but crap im falling what do i do???
lord help me…..i need to cl
i climb the stairs of life,,,I can climb real stairs still. and i’ll try to keep fit enough to climb stairs when I am older. Climbing the social ladder is not my cup of tea; it was my parents’ mantra, though, climb up that ladder of material success.
I was a young child when I climbed the tree in the back of our house. There was a robin’s nest in it and three spotted eggs. Mother Robin came to sit on the eggs and when she found me, she stopped and began to chirp letter the other birds know something was amiss in her tree.
I can see a mountain so tall, its height both inspires and frightens me, from the top if I look down I can imagine myself tumbling down over and over and over until every bone in my body is shattered. Truth be known that love can be like that. Make that climb because the rewards are both great and scary as well. Climb climb climb and aspire.
One whole one all.
I’ll climb the highest mountain for you, I’ll dive the deepest ocean for you, and I’ll swim the broadest river for you. But I won’t climb the Eiffel Tower “cos I hate heights!
I climbed above a mountain and finally dropped deep into a steep. Where I am I was just thinking but found myself on a bed. Thought it to be a dream. But dreams rarely come true.
As she began to climb the mountain she thought of her past, family and friends. It wasn’t that she felt she was abandoning them, it was that they abandoned her. Her way of escaping the harsh reality was to climb the tallest mountain in the world; everest.
The mountaineer rested, poised against the cliff face, a perturbed look on his face. It was too late for regrets now. He had to continue. But the bitter cold swept through his lungs, and he knew he would not make it.
I climed up a mountain and saw the world through the eyes of a woman who had seen it all. Saw the ground below and the people that must be residing there, living lives and walking forward in what they consider the imperfect existence. There is nothing like the feeling of being on top of the world. Even if one climbs up all the way to get to it, to try and replicate that feeling, even if one is on Everest and is physically on top of the world…we are not. No one is.
climb the mountain? which mountain? It’s a challenge. And an adventure. Feel the wind chill. Breathe in the sights. I need to climb a mountain, and take a break from life.
Climb a tree. It was earth day yesterday, and I didn’t do anything special. All I wanted to do was climb a tree…but it rained here in San Francisco, and I was stuck inside, watching my mother fill out paperwork, and longing to just be able to show my appreciate for mother nature by – yes – hugging a tree. I know climbing trees might not be totally earth-friendly, but it’s still all I wanted to do for earth day.
I was on the top of a mountain with the wind blowing into my face. I couldn’t see for the fog and snow. I surveyed the small area in front of me. No way of knowing where I was. “Is this it?”, I thought. The end of all things. No. I can climb.
What life is is .. a climbing in the best of cases. It depends on you … you may climb or you may fall … but you’ll never climb without wanting to .I’m not talking about money of fame .. that’s fake .. unlasting . its the important things . like living.
the mountain and over come any and all obstacles in place for after all that is the very essence of life, to climb and over come all that proves to or attempts to prove itself to be a hurdle; may it be spirtual; physical; or of any other nature
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Climbing is a very peculiar thing because it can mean both a physical and mental feat. For instance, I can climb to the top of a mountain, or, I climbed the corporate ladder. Its not always something you do with your hands or feet, but something you do with your brain.
climb every mountain climb up the career ladder climb to get fit and to see great views climb out of jail cats climb trees and get stuck in them then the firefighters need to climb up and retrieve them kids like to climb up things and get messy
climb a mountain, climb a tree, climb a limb, climb your own problems until they’ve mounded themselves and you can see all aroudm. it begins with a b and sometimes ends that way: bomb. that’s the only one i think of and it’s a big one. c’s are smoother. l’s are hard.
climb to a top near you and lokk out. see all those moments you never reached through your life. youll never reach them. never be close enough. but you can see them. lying there. waiting. for someone else to pick em up
the hill, grassy and steep. out of breath sunshine
silly to be writing so fast, just think a minute and you’ll have something better to say OK– Climb
I’m hiking with the dogs, we come across an open field and see the hill ahead. The dogs run up and stop, panting at the top.
I climb more slowly, feeling the muscles in my legs flexing and straining.
cheese walls. i like pies
and in this time of my former knowledge, i will climb the highest peakc to find my existance, will i plateau or will i keep rising higher to a profound manner of writing and a hjiger plateau of being
to be myself or to be what everyone else wants me to be. i need to know what i will become before i
climb rhymes with time. coincidence? mo’ emphasis. salary rhymes with mallory, the last name of someone i knew. choo choo. goes the train. off the top of my brain. will smith is cool, he likes to drink cool. aid. i like band aid. i just rhymed the same two words. birds.
i feel like climbing a mountain right now so i could stand on the top of it and just scream to the world “I AM ALIVE” HAHAHA. I feel like a god, even though there is none, I feel like how one would feel if he (yes, HE) exists. why? because life is good right now. i’m happy and that’s all that matters. i don’t give a fuck how bad your day has been, mine’s been good and there’s no reason for you to bring me down you fucktard. stop beggin, pay me you asswipe.
Thinking of that word make me think of trees. Especially the tree I use to love to climb when I was little. Horrible thing is it is now gone. Along with a lot of my childhood places. All my old schools, all the old play grounds….so much for building for the future…it destroys the past.
up the hill i climb.. higher till i can`t breathe anymore how steep can this be? then up the stairs at the top
climbing mountains isn’t easy but the views are magnificent! The challenge is not always easy but the feelings of accomplishment make it all worthwhile.