The galaxy is very large. It is full of aliens and has lots of stars. If I were the galaxy I would be very large. ABut im not the galaxy. I am a very small galaxy. And Did tyou know that in the galaxy you weighless then on earth. ITs crazy. ANDDDD I have no planets cause I am not the galaxy. Yes. The end.
Hitchikers guide to the galaxy, a book I’ve never read because I’m not really into sci fi, but yet it has a quality of whimsical pondering which I feel very attatched to of late, indeed, my blog often has that tone. I think it’s because of my course, I’ve been searching for the answers to just about everything since I started.
by http://the-rubber-necker.blogspot.com/ on 04.02.2011
The galaxy is a huge place where there’s a lot of planets and it’s beautiful but only if you can get to it. Such a beautiful place and few have experienced it. There is a galazy in my head a galaxy in my backyard. There is a galaxy in my bed. I lay there like an undiscovered planet waiting for a brave astronaut to lay his skin upon mine. His penis is his flag pole.
There once was a boy who knew nothing about the stars, moon, or planets. In fact he really didn’t much about people either. For this little boy lived alone.
The galaxy is large and full of planets and stars. We MIGHT be the only intelligent life in our galaxy… but how intelligent are we, REALLY? We are about to destroy the only planet we know of that can support our need for water and oxygen, before we have found a way to live without them or another place that has them.
the doctor travels in the galaxy all the time. I wish that the doctor would come take me away. In the middle of the night just like Amy Pond. They never even knew she left, because the tardis doesn’t just travel through space but it also travels in time. I would love to see the world like that. If only it were possible. I swear that before I die I am going to do something like the doctor does.
the universe. Infinite space. Makes me feel really small and insignificant. It makes my problems seem small and unecessary. Its probably the reason I can’t stay mad. It makes believing in a god difficult. It makes me realize how everything is relative. The world is so small. My life is so small. It only matters in comparison.
The most beautiful thing you may ever see. A vast sea of pure grandeur, right before our eyes yet so far away. Looking up into the night sky shows us just how insignificant our lives are in this universe. A sky of twinkling stars like the flickering candles of the world, shining forever and ever.
the galaxy of stars has such a beautiful and awesome appearance
we live in the milky way galaxy
many more galaxies make up this universe, not just the one we live in
I think that there is a piece of each of us making up with galaxy that we’re living in. A piece of me and of you and of our ancestors that is defining who we are. It is the pieces of us, as individuals, not the physical things. It is the footsteps we leave behind that make everything the way everything is.
The universe is so big. It amazes me everytime I think about it. The last time I truly gave it a lot of thought was on New Years eve. Jaden and I were on the trampoline behind my house covered from head to toe in as many blankets as we could find.
Galactic, we’re lost
seas of swimming stars
cream, milk, but no honey
no, Hunny,
as comfortable as this is, there’s no rhythm
and no thought
and no love.
No galaxy.
starss in the universe high above, so ambiguous. just in the sky we see we can be there. we can’t even discover. this place we call space and yet we do not even know the limits of this place.
The galaxy is so huge and endless. We are a tiny speck in the middle of it and yet we think ourselves to be so important. Stars, planets, solar systems, super novae, aliens, spaceships–we all traverse this endless galaxy, looking for something more, looking for meaning. The final frontier.
in this galaxy, in this atmosphere- we have one choice. Once decision. We can be happy, or we can be sad. Its our choice. Any given situation can be looked upon positively. You just have to look for it.
It is forever, it is quiet. Dark, dank, black, to some it may even be beautiful. It all started with a galaxy far, far away. Cold, bitter, gigantic. It is at once horrify and exciting.
“Funny name, isn’t it?”
His hands were shoved in his pockets to keep out the cold. She shrugged and pulled her coat closer.
“My mom likes things about the stars,” she said, and saw his derisive smile.
Once upon a time in a galaxy far far away, a young girl was attempting to keep herself from falling in love with a handsome soldier from her nearby town. He claimed he had no feelings for her but his actions always suggested otherwise. One day he realized what a mistake he was making and finally went to speak with the girl.
The galaxy is an interesting place. When I think Galaxy, I don’t think about the world. I think about everything else; around the world. Which is next to impossible to imagine. It’s really interesting to know that there are millions of possibilities that I cannot even fathom.
ahh, it makes me think of the stars and summer nights. Laying out on the grass in the backyard looking up at the dark night sky, waiting for a shoot star to make a wish on,
It huge. & big. There’s stars and dust. It’s peaceful. Nothing but the galaxy beholds such darkness. It’s there. & we are here. In the galaxy. . .I don’t know what to explain about it.
is a huge expanse of life and beauty. It’s both far away and close enough to touch, with your mind, soul and spirit. The farther we explore the bigger it gets, and the smaller we become. But I think sometimes we forget about the galaxy that goes smaller and deeper then the eye can see.
galaxy glue blue yellow red and green. Buy it before it goes away or the icebergs melt. The polar bears are counting on you… for galaxy glue…Is my time up yet.
the galaxy is so big we think. i think so too. but then i wonder what big means. i suppose i seem big to a lady bird. and it makes me wonder how anything can be the smallest thing in the world and how anything can be the biggest. i think things must get vague and the biggest and smallest must turn into something else and have a zone which isn’t quite sure whether it’s a thing or not.
How long will we be trapped in this galaxy? Technology can only go so far until tomorrow comes- how long will it cage us into this place? And when we escape, how will it feel to know that beyond, there is only more of this? Only more darkness at night, and light during day? Only more of the stars staring at us as we commit unspeakable acts? How long will it take to realize that what we have now, is what we will have always, no matter what galaxy we propel ourselves into?
The galaxy is very large. It is full of aliens and has lots of stars. If I were the galaxy I would be very large. ABut im not the galaxy. I am a very small galaxy. And Did tyou know that in the galaxy you weighless then on earth. ITs crazy. ANDDDD I have no planets cause I am not the galaxy. Yes. The end.
Hitchikers guide to the galaxy, a book I’ve never read because I’m not really into sci fi, but yet it has a quality of whimsical pondering which I feel very attatched to of late, indeed, my blog often has that tone. I think it’s because of my course, I’ve been searching for the answers to just about everything since I started.
The galaxy is a huge place where there’s a lot of planets and it’s beautiful but only if you can get to it. Such a beautiful place and few have experienced it. There is a galazy in my head a galaxy in my backyard. There is a galaxy in my bed. I lay there like an undiscovered planet waiting for a brave astronaut to lay his skin upon mine. His penis is his flag pole.
There once was a boy who knew nothing about the stars, moon, or planets. In fact he really didn’t much about people either. For this little boy lived alone.
The galaxy is large and full of planets and stars. We MIGHT be the only intelligent life in our galaxy… but how intelligent are we, REALLY? We are about to destroy the only planet we know of that can support our need for water and oxygen, before we have found a way to live without them or another place that has them.
full of stars. and other things. planets and such.
the doctor travels in the galaxy all the time. I wish that the doctor would come take me away. In the middle of the night just like Amy Pond. They never even knew she left, because the tardis doesn’t just travel through space but it also travels in time. I would love to see the world like that. If only it were possible. I swear that before I die I am going to do something like the doctor does.
I see long tracks , lots of stars.
It’s dark but so many colours, and it’s so colorful. And everything is clear.
So happy to have found the new galaxy of one word!
the universe. Infinite space. Makes me feel really small and insignificant. It makes my problems seem small and unecessary. Its probably the reason I can’t stay mad. It makes believing in a god difficult. It makes me realize how everything is relative. The world is so small. My life is so small. It only matters in comparison.
The most beautiful thing you may ever see. A vast sea of pure grandeur, right before our eyes yet so far away. Looking up into the night sky shows us just how insignificant our lives are in this universe. A sky of twinkling stars like the flickering candles of the world, shining forever and ever.
outer galaxies
home of the Angels
home of our guardians
home of our best friends
home of our best learned lessons
the galaxy of stars has such a beautiful and awesome appearance
we live in the milky way galaxy
many more galaxies make up this universe, not just the one we live in
I think that there is a piece of each of us making up with galaxy that we’re living in. A piece of me and of you and of our ancestors that is defining who we are. It is the pieces of us, as individuals, not the physical things. It is the footsteps we leave behind that make everything the way everything is.
Go to the stars
Away from this place
Leave our troubles here
Avoid it all by traveling
Xanadu our destination
You and me alone at last.
The universe is so big. It amazes me everytime I think about it. The last time I truly gave it a lot of thought was on New Years eve. Jaden and I were on the trampoline behind my house covered from head to toe in as many blankets as we could find.
Galazxy ran through the forest. She’d been lucky before, but not this time; this time, she knew she wasn’t going to get away. She was done for.
Galactic, we’re lost
seas of swimming stars
cream, milk, but no honey
no, Hunny,
as comfortable as this is, there’s no rhythm
and no thought
and no love.
No galaxy.
starss in the universe high above, so ambiguous. just in the sky we see we can be there. we can’t even discover. this place we call space and yet we do not even know the limits of this place.
galaxy was made of candies… but god just didn’t like it because he felt hungry all the time… so he made it boring and put all that boring stuff in it
The galaxy is so huge and endless. We are a tiny speck in the middle of it and yet we think ourselves to be so important. Stars, planets, solar systems, super novae, aliens, spaceships–we all traverse this endless galaxy, looking for something more, looking for meaning. The final frontier.
a galaxy is one of the most photogenic things in existence. They make the best pictures when they are of good quality. I love them so much.
space
in this galaxy, in this atmosphere- we have one choice. Once decision. We can be happy, or we can be sad. Its our choice. Any given situation can be looked upon positively. You just have to look for it.
It is forever, it is quiet. Dark, dank, black, to some it may even be beautiful. It all started with a galaxy far, far away. Cold, bitter, gigantic. It is at once horrify and exciting.
Eternal darkness with spots of light. Is there life out there somewhere? I do think so.
“Funny name, isn’t it?”
His hands were shoved in his pockets to keep out the cold. She shrugged and pulled her coat closer.
“My mom likes things about the stars,” she said, and saw his derisive smile.
Once upon a time in a galaxy far far away, a young girl was attempting to keep herself from falling in love with a handsome soldier from her nearby town. He claimed he had no feelings for her but his actions always suggested otherwise. One day he realized what a mistake he was making and finally went to speak with the girl.
galaxy is a vast area in universe where thwere are lots of plantes and dust. our sola
The galaxy is an interesting place. When I think Galaxy, I don’t think about the world. I think about everything else; around the world. Which is next to impossible to imagine. It’s really interesting to know that there are millions of possibilities that I cannot even fathom.
So huge. Big. Vast. Untouched. Mysterious. Longlasting. Intriguing. Desirable. Questionable. Reliable? Explainable? Real? Measurable?
ahh, it makes me think of the stars and summer nights. Laying out on the grass in the backyard looking up at the dark night sky, waiting for a shoot star to make a wish on,
Galaxy is a collection of stars. We humans are part of Galaxy called as milky way. Our galaxy is very huge. It has infinite stars and planets.
gallaxy is were huge . a galaxy contains many planets earth is in milky way galaxy
there r many galaxies all over.
It huge. & big. There’s stars and dust. It’s peaceful. Nothing but the galaxy beholds such darkness. It’s there. & we are here. In the galaxy. . .I don’t know what to explain about it.
is a huge expanse of life and beauty. It’s both far away and close enough to touch, with your mind, soul and spirit. The farther we explore the bigger it gets, and the smaller we become. But I think sometimes we forget about the galaxy that goes smaller and deeper then the eye can see.
galaxy glue blue yellow red and green. Buy it before it goes away or the icebergs melt. The polar bears are counting on you… for galaxy glue…Is my time up yet.
the galaxy is so big we think. i think so too. but then i wonder what big means. i suppose i seem big to a lady bird. and it makes me wonder how anything can be the smallest thing in the world and how anything can be the biggest. i think things must get vague and the biggest and smallest must turn into something else and have a zone which isn’t quite sure whether it’s a thing or not.
Big. Empty. Pretty. Bright. Mysterious. Amazing. Unreasonable. Shocking. unreachable. Why do you ask me this? Weird. Scary. Awesome. Different. Unique. Benevolent.
How long will we be trapped in this galaxy? Technology can only go so far until tomorrow comes- how long will it cage us into this place? And when we escape, how will it feel to know that beyond, there is only more of this? Only more darkness at night, and light during day? Only more of the stars staring at us as we commit unspeakable acts? How long will it take to realize that what we have now, is what we will have always, no matter what galaxy we propel ourselves into?