“Oof!” Breath shot out of her lungs as she hit the ground, hard. After a few moments she rolled over onto her back. 10 feet straight to the ground. Damn tricky staircases. Would she be able to get up? She grunted with exertion – she HAD to get up. She had been searching for this secret room inside the mine for so long.
By clutching her leg with one hand, and gripping the wall with the other, she managed to slide herself upright, coughing as the dust settled around her…
Andrew worked at fossil. Ugh. We aren’t dating, just shut up about that already. I feel bad enough in my own head. He is a wonderful person, but he’s not my type… and he’s hot tempered. I don’t thnk I could be with him.
there was a pyramid no not a pyramid of stone, a living mound of the very earth projected at the cold riven sky. holding the very ancient legacy of times past and telltales of the times to come
I used to collect fossils. Million of trilobites, dinosaur bone, shells. One day, I went into my office and threw it all away. it isn’t worth anything anymore.
He wasn’t the man I remembered…the man I’d feared and hated for so many years. He was a shadow of that man, a fossil of that man. He was a sad, defeated, less impressive remnant of something that was once great and terrible. And while I couldn’t find it in my heart to feel compassion for him, I did feel a tinge of pity. – 1950
He wiped the sweat and sand from his eyes, not really believing what he was seeing. He turned away from the glaring sun and dusted the dirt from the ancient creature in his hand. His eyes widened in disbelief. He laughed aloud. “I can’t belive it. I found it!” he shouted.
The fossil fuels were running out. The decree of the king had slowed the descent, but inevitably the energy was failing. Children shrieked as their lights went out. Trains stopped.
fossils are remains of dinosaurs and other ancient creatures, they found deep in the layers of earth, in the soil that has seen the light of the sun hundreds and thousands of years ago and are often found by archeologists
Fossils. I have a few I think. Or maybe they’re not fossils, I’m not exactly sure. What would qualify as a fossil? I think it was like a brontosaurus footprint or something. Yeah, that would probably be a fossil.
you are to old for he said,she balanced the fossil in her hand and beat him again,thistyme crushing his skull as the bone shattered splinterring her hand,
,she could no longer hold onto the velvet rope and fell into the ocean below at low tide
Dinosaur left overs – invaluable – tons in Drumheller Alberta. Remnants of history. Proof of evolution. DArwin was right, intelligent design is out. In the groud.
He dusted his fossilized shoes. He tripped as he attempted to lace them up while simultaneously combing his graying hair. He was too old for this; it was going to be a long night.
A fossil is a vision into the past. It tells us where we’ve been and what we were doing. Fossils can solve mysteries or create new ones – it is a window into another lifetime.
Fossilized clothes hung in that drab closet for centuries. Archaeologists of all sorts flocked to marvel at this enigmatic sight. Staring, questioning, gazing.
a fact of life and death and ruggedness
Worlds forgotten left to be discovered
Tropical haze in a windstorm of planets
whipping sand
in the empty eyes of our mammoth relatives
What is a fossil. A fossil is something very, very, old. It is not pretty, but it has value. My father farmed cottong for a number of years, and one day they discovered fosssil remains on his property.
A fossil is something old. Is it noteworthy? Some think it’s extinct, not worthy of considering except in the sense of learning a lesson from it. Will the lessons take us into the future? My grandmother is old; is she a fossil?
it’s what became of the dinosaurs.
those ancient creatures.
both animal and business.
and the way the world thinks.
It’s history.
It’s tells time.
It’s glasses.
And all of the above are
far from cool any longer.
the old fossil stared down at him; an old crone with clear blue eyes with nary an iris, and wrinkles upon wrinkles layering her small face. A tooth leered out at him from her lecherous grin, and he shuddered as she traced a finger across his face.
fossils take the most time to develop in the mind, artifacts of an inner cavernous resource. the sort of thing you dont know is congealing but once it pops out manages to capture the attention of everyone around you. youd think to yourself, whats the deal, but there is no deal, it just is, a manifestation of a physical sort of the monolithic thoughts and responses we seem to wrap our minds around. if a fossil pops out of your dome, be sure to report it as soon as possible.
Dinosaurs, the only thing we know from these masters of the World is what their minerals have left behind. Were they huge overlords, or gentle reptiles who occasionally dabbled in foosball? The only thing we know for sure is, they were here, they were huge, and they were my best friends.
now that everyone is dead wouldnt you stone a giant mural. couldn’t you fish for eggs that never broil. id wager a million years ago on your elbow without the meat.
The fossil lay in a dark, dusty corner of the museum’s back room. So many artifacts had come in, no one had time to do more than an initial inspection before cataloging it. No one knew what a revelation was waiting!
Fossils, they are underground, and they are a million years old. The mysteries they prevail are amazing and give us insight of the past. Were we evolved from monkeys? Fossils might lead us to this answer.
There are fossil fuels and they are running out. Are they made from dinosaur bones? Once we are extinct perhaps we’ll replenish the source. I think of an ammonite, tightly coiled in the cliff face.
You know what? I realize that most people will not leave a fossil of themselves? That is, anything to remember them by. After a few generations, we forget all but the most important people. We even forget most well-known actors. Only those that did the most for the world are really remembered.
I bet that weird scientist, Hojo, has looked into ways to bring fossils back to life. That definitely won’t be a good thing. He’ll probably convince the President to replace us SOLDIER with monsters. Uncool!
Fossils make me think of Ross from Friends and how he loved dinosaurs and fossils. Everyone made fun of him for it, but it was what made him happy, so he worked with fossils despite the comments and ridicule. We could all learn from that, do what makes you happy, not what impresses others.
I find a fossil, I excavate for days, I dig, I brush, I hack, I blow off any remaining layer. I find a fossil. I take it away. I keep it for myself.
“Oof!” Breath shot out of her lungs as she hit the ground, hard. After a few moments she rolled over onto her back. 10 feet straight to the ground. Damn tricky staircases. Would she be able to get up? She grunted with exertion – she HAD to get up. She had been searching for this secret room inside the mine for so long.
By clutching her leg with one hand, and gripping the wall with the other, she managed to slide herself upright, coughing as the dust settled around her…
Andrew worked at fossil. Ugh. We aren’t dating, just shut up about that already. I feel bad enough in my own head. He is a wonderful person, but he’s not my type… and he’s hot tempered. I don’t thnk I could be with him.
there was a pyramid no not a pyramid of stone, a living mound of the very earth projected at the cold riven sky. holding the very ancient legacy of times past and telltales of the times to come
I used to collect fossils. Million of trilobites, dinosaur bone, shells. One day, I went into my office and threw it all away. it isn’t worth anything anymore.
A buried life saturated in dirt — does it still feel? Can it still hear?
He wasn’t the man I remembered…the man I’d feared and hated for so many years. He was a shadow of that man, a fossil of that man. He was a sad, defeated, less impressive remnant of something that was once great and terrible. And while I couldn’t find it in my heart to feel compassion for him, I did feel a tinge of pity. – 1950
He wiped the sweat and sand from his eyes, not really believing what he was seeing. He turned away from the glaring sun and dusted the dirt from the ancient creature in his hand. His eyes widened in disbelief. He laughed aloud. “I can’t belive it. I found it!” he shouted.
The fossil fuels were running out. The decree of the king had slowed the descent, but inevitably the energy was failing. Children shrieked as their lights went out. Trains stopped.
fossils are remains of dinosaurs and other ancient creatures, they found deep in the layers of earth, in the soil that has seen the light of the sun hundreds and thousands of years ago and are often found by archeologists
Fossils. I have a few I think. Or maybe they’re not fossils, I’m not exactly sure. What would qualify as a fossil? I think it was like a brontosaurus footprint or something. Yeah, that would probably be a fossil.
you are to old for he said,she balanced the fossil in her hand and beat him again,thistyme crushing his skull as the bone shattered splinterring her hand,
,she could no longer hold onto the velvet rope and fell into the ocean below at low tide
Hack. Another piece fell away. Only this time was different. This time, instead of more heat, more rock – this time there was bone. He was ecstatic.
Dinosaur left overs – invaluable – tons in Drumheller Alberta. Remnants of history. Proof of evolution. DArwin was right, intelligent design is out. In the groud.
He dusted his fossilized shoes. He tripped as he attempted to lace them up while simultaneously combing his graying hair. He was too old for this; it was going to be a long night.
When I was little, and still today even, I love to wade a river looking for a fossil on a rock.
A fossil is a vision into the past. It tells us where we’ve been and what we were doing. Fossils can solve mysteries or create new ones – it is a window into another lifetime.
Fossilized clothes hung in that drab closet for centuries. Archaeologists of all sorts flocked to marvel at this enigmatic sight. Staring, questioning, gazing.
It’s like a small dead body, unceremoniously dumped somewhere to rot, then found eons later and treated like a miracle… ancient= stunning
a fact of life and death and ruggedness
Worlds forgotten left to be discovered
Tropical haze in a windstorm of planets
whipping sand
in the empty eyes of our mammoth relatives
What is a fossil. A fossil is something very, very, old. It is not pretty, but it has value. My father farmed cottong for a number of years, and one day they discovered fosssil remains on his property.
Ew, he was so old.
Still, she couldn’t help smiling as he shakily gripped her hand.
“Why don’t we go outside and look at the flowers, Mr. Roland?” she asked him sweetly.
A fossil is something old. Is it noteworthy? Some think it’s extinct, not worthy of considering except in the sense of learning a lesson from it. Will the lessons take us into the future? My grandmother is old; is she a fossil?
fossil. old, ancient, dinosaur, buried, dead, forgotten, history, life ending, heaven, God, truth
it’s what became of the dinosaurs.
those ancient creatures.
both animal and business.
and the way the world thinks.
It’s history.
It’s tells time.
It’s glasses.
And all of the above are
far from cool any longer.
the old fossil stared down at him; an old crone with clear blue eyes with nary an iris, and wrinkles upon wrinkles layering her small face. A tooth leered out at him from her lecherous grin, and he shuddered as she traced a finger across his face.
remains of an animal changing over time
welcome to a end of things, a brown marker to explode inside your shoe. A levitating shadow somehow dumbfounded by a timed encapsulated vibration.
fossils take the most time to develop in the mind, artifacts of an inner cavernous resource. the sort of thing you dont know is congealing but once it pops out manages to capture the attention of everyone around you. youd think to yourself, whats the deal, but there is no deal, it just is, a manifestation of a physical sort of the monolithic thoughts and responses we seem to wrap our minds around. if a fossil pops out of your dome, be sure to report it as soon as possible.
Fossil is a funny word. Fossil. Weird.
Dinosaurs, the only thing we know from these masters of the World is what their minerals have left behind. Were they huge overlords, or gentle reptiles who occasionally dabbled in foosball? The only thing we know for sure is, they were here, they were huge, and they were my best friends.
now that everyone is dead wouldnt you stone a giant mural. couldn’t you fish for eggs that never broil. id wager a million years ago on your elbow without the meat.
“I’m getting old” he said sadly “I cant chase you anymore, it’s not in me” He believed it and it was so. He would never chase again.
The fossil lay in a dark, dusty corner of the museum’s back room. So many artifacts had come in, no one had time to do more than an initial inspection before cataloging it. No one knew what a revelation was waiting!
Fossils, they are underground, and they are a million years old. The mysteries they prevail are amazing and give us insight of the past. Were we evolved from monkeys? Fossils might lead us to this answer.
There are fossil fuels and they are running out. Are they made from dinosaur bones? Once we are extinct perhaps we’ll replenish the source. I think of an ammonite, tightly coiled in the cliff face.
You know what? I realize that most people will not leave a fossil of themselves? That is, anything to remember them by. After a few generations, we forget all but the most important people. We even forget most well-known actors. Only those that did the most for the world are really remembered.
I bet that weird scientist, Hojo, has looked into ways to bring fossils back to life. That definitely won’t be a good thing. He’ll probably convince the President to replace us SOLDIER with monsters. Uncool!
Fossils make me think of Ross from Friends and how he loved dinosaurs and fossils. Everyone made fun of him for it, but it was what made him happy, so he worked with fossils despite the comments and ridicule. We could all learn from that, do what makes you happy, not what impresses others.
they are all dead.
they are not coming back.
forget about it.
that is all
there is.
and then what happens.
anything?
anything at all?
no.
and then what happens?