I never remember to look here until I can’t find what I need. There you are, right where you always are. Ready to help. I’m sorry for ignoring you. You’re so helpful! And always correct.
the place where the heart lay rest to the mind… shuffle through the letters, read through the authors… each beat, each place. Lay there within the pages of the book. Open the index to the heart
the index is like a thingamajig where you find a word you want to know where in the book it is. i use the index cus im like really slow sometimes and dont always know what i need and where it is. this is a bit frusterating but weird… i mispelled a lot of words.
puppies are very pretty sometimes. Except not when they are hairless, that is yucky. I like Nora Jones music. I like staying in hotel rooms, except not when they are smelly and have pullout couches. I like pizza. I like candy a whole lot. Why am I writing this? What is it for? Is it for to see how many words I type a minute because that would be really cool because I have always wanted to see how many words I typed a minute.
The index of a book will tell you where to find information about specific topics within the text. The index differs from the table of content because it is more specific than the general headings usually found in the table of contents.
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a catalog of cards in which all the wonders of the library are to be found. Slowly going extinct, a relic of by gone days. Yet still valuable for those who refuse to rely on the computerized search engines which do not often think like a man.
index.organization.libraries. Libraries now make me picture Jeremy Hall annoyed behind an info desk trying very hard to remove the sarcasm from his voice.
FLOORS
there’s no index on floors, unless you’re in Home Depot. Then there might be, but they don’t specialize in flooring.
Maybe in the library they’ll have one. Some people are really interested in flooring, and floors, and they’ve got indexes of everything these days, especially on the internet.
I think I’ll look up floors on the internet.
The centermost point, the area wherein all of your answers lie. Questions asked divert you to the index and you find yourself hunting through myriads of words, compiled atop one another with little or no meaning, jumbled together, looking for the place where you, as the reader, might find the source of what bothers you. If there’s an answer to be found, you need an index.
The index of a bok reveals its contents. If eyes are the windows to the soul, an index is the window into the heart of a book. Quick search, like Google.
Index… I can only thing why isn’t there an index to life. I mean If I could just look things up my world would be a better place… I’m sure others’ world would be too. Take this for example… is the appropriate?? Look it up in the actions and bam… there’s your answer!
I traced the index of the book with my pointer finger… no “auloir”… come on! That word must exist somewhere in French! The night before, the mystery word appeared in my dream, and now I couldn’t find a single thing it meant. Perhaps I need to not study so hard the night before the test…
Index… what do you do? You help me find what I need in books and such. I wish I had an index to certain parts of my life… and find out when I’ll find true love. But maybe that wouldn’t be as fun.
Index sounds like sex. Insex. But anyway, I like looking up indexes in books. Because they are quite indextacular. Searching through an index is like looking through someones eyes and seeing their soul.
a tall building. lost souls. empty promises. broken dreams. dead history. in a company called index. tangled phone calls and spindly fingers, wrapped around like pythons. like dead spider legs. the x makes it sound cool.
Index seems rather monotonous on first thought. It doesn’t help that I’m sick and probably have swine flu and am just trying to entertain myself with random websites I find on StumbleUpon. Lalala.
My finger points in any direction I wish it to point to. I was told never to point at others because it was rude. But to point discretely if you wanted to show something to someone else. But what if it’s really important? What if I have to show something right away? Do I still be discrete? Or do I show exactly what I want in plain view? I don’t want to be discrete with my thoughts. I want to be focused and true. This is who I am and what I am attracted to. Whether it be “rude” or “nice”, it is my thought, my vision that is pulling me in that direction. So look, look and see and understand what it is I wish you to see.
she turned around and opened her contacts book. She flipped to the last page and skimmed her finger down the alphabetical list of names. Through the index, she found his first name, phone number, and email address, and she immediately told it to the police officer.
Don’t think just write? About an index? It’s a place I turn to for answers. Or at least an index is designed to point you in the right direction. I can’t imagine it’s a fun challenging thing to write…an index.
Take your index finger and your middle finger and point them straight up. Take the three remaining fingers and fold them down into your palm. If done correctly, this should result in the symbol meaning, “Peace.”
is the word index? she asked, hoping above all odds that the word was NOT index, because she had never liked the word. never liked indexes, rather. or the word itself. index. it sounded stupid. indexes were also quite unhelpful because they never featured anything that one was looking for, but the words before and after it. index would simply not do. she could not write anything.
I never remember to look here until I can’t find what I need. There you are, right where you always are. Ready to help. I’m sorry for ignoring you. You’re so helpful! And always correct.
inside her, she bucks her hips, the tile on the counter cutting into her ass, she is still wet from bathing, he pushes into her-
and then I wake up.
inside her, she bucks her hips, the tile on the counter cutting into her ass, she is still wet from bathing, he pushes into her-
and then I wake up.
the place where the heart lay rest to the mind… shuffle through the letters, read through the authors… each beat, each place. Lay there within the pages of the book. Open the index to the heart
the index is like a thingamajig where you find a word you want to know where in the book it is. i use the index cus im like really slow sometimes and dont always know what i need and where it is. this is a bit frusterating but weird… i mispelled a lot of words.
many things catagorized into a list. This is that list.
puppies are very pretty sometimes. Except not when they are hairless, that is yucky. I like Nora Jones music. I like staying in hotel rooms, except not when they are smelly and have pullout couches. I like pizza. I like candy a whole lot. Why am I writing this? What is it for? Is it for to see how many words I type a minute because that would be really cool because I have always wanted to see how many words I typed a minute.
Silent stumble through an array, searching aimlessly for golden grail, treasure of knowledge and life ceasing…Long long wait.
Boring….I like to organize but index is simply boring.
The index of a book will tell you where to find information about specific topics within the text. The index differs from the table of content because it is more specific than the general headings usually found in the table of contents.
All of my thoughts are kept in an orderly index… Arranged from most to least pressing… Yet somehow always beginning with you.
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a catalog of cards in which all the wonders of the library are to be found. Slowly going extinct, a relic of by gone days. Yet still valuable for those who refuse to rely on the computerized search engines which do not often think like a man.
index.organization.libraries. Libraries now make me picture Jeremy Hall annoyed behind an info desk trying very hard to remove the sarcasm from his voice.
Where is my daughter’s index? Can I just look up “Tantrum cures” somewhere? “Feeding questions” would also be helpful.
FLOORS
there’s no index on floors, unless you’re in Home Depot. Then there might be, but they don’t specialize in flooring.
Maybe in the library they’ll have one. Some people are really interested in flooring, and floors, and they’ve got indexes of everything these days, especially on the internet.
I think I’ll look up floors on the internet.
The centermost point, the area wherein all of your answers lie. Questions asked divert you to the index and you find yourself hunting through myriads of words, compiled atop one another with little or no meaning, jumbled together, looking for the place where you, as the reader, might find the source of what bothers you. If there’s an answer to be found, you need an index.
The index of a bok reveals its contents. If eyes are the windows to the soul, an index is the window into the heart of a book. Quick search, like Google.
dont point your index finger at me or i will stick my index finger up your butt hole.
helpful. sunset gardening book did away with theirs – what were they thinking? my finger pointing at the moom , pointing fingers at sunset
Index… I can only thing why isn’t there an index to life. I mean If I could just look things up my world would be a better place… I’m sure others’ world would be too. Take this for example… is the appropriate?? Look it up in the actions and bam… there’s your answer!
An index reminds me of a new book with fresh pages yet to be discovered. Reminds me of high school, homework and knowledge.
sort of
organized
when I wake up
the weight of 16 hours
can erode away structure
inside
I traced the index of the book with my pointer finger… no “auloir”… come on! That word must exist somewhere in French! The night before, the mystery word appeared in my dream, and now I couldn’t find a single thing it meant. Perhaps I need to not study so hard the night before the test…
Index… what do you do? You help me find what I need in books and such. I wish I had an index to certain parts of my life… and find out when I’ll find true love. But maybe that wouldn’t be as fun.
“Classmates”
Mark searched the index of the current internet page he was on, scrolling down the seemingly never ending list of names.
“C’mon, c’mon” He urged the computer to run faster, tapping his foot impatiently.
He was currently checking out the “Classmates” sight, hoping to find and connect with some of his old schoolmates. A Particular one, really.
“There!” He cried, leaping up off the chair in excitement. Taking down a phone number, he ran out of the library and to the nearest pay phone.
“Hi… Maureen? It’s Mark… Yeah, its nice to talk to you too…”
~fin~
Index sounds like sex. Insex. But anyway, I like looking up indexes in books. Because they are quite indextacular. Searching through an index is like looking through someones eyes and seeing their soul.
Index. A, for all the times you hurt me. B, for the blood seeping out of my wrists. C, for CRAWWLING IN MY SKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN
index is something you use to uh, indexate things? I dunno. I never liked the word. Lololol bubz
a tall building. lost souls. empty promises. broken dreams. dead history. in a company called index. tangled phone calls and spindly fingers, wrapped around like pythons. like dead spider legs. the x makes it sound cool.
Index seems rather monotonous on first thought. It doesn’t help that I’m sick and probably have swine flu and am just trying to entertain myself with random websites I find on StumbleUpon. Lalala.
My finger points in any direction I wish it to point to. I was told never to point at others because it was rude. But to point discretely if you wanted to show something to someone else. But what if it’s really important? What if I have to show something right away? Do I still be discrete? Or do I show exactly what I want in plain view? I don’t want to be discrete with my thoughts. I want to be focused and true. This is who I am and what I am attracted to. Whether it be “rude” or “nice”, it is my thought, my vision that is pulling me in that direction. So look, look and see and understand what it is I wish you to see.
Find a person to whom you can trust,
to whom you can speak
No wall in sight,
Just true friends:
Unite
she turned around and opened her contacts book. She flipped to the last page and skimmed her finger down the alphabetical list of names. Through the index, she found his first name, phone number, and email address, and she immediately told it to the police officer.
index reminds me of books like science books or geology books, ya know. i like the x in index it makes me happy like pie does.
Don’t think just write? About an index? It’s a place I turn to for answers. Or at least an index is designed to point you in the right direction. I can’t imagine it’s a fun challenging thing to write…an index.
card. finger. the beginning of a book.
Index and I have a love/hate relationship. So useful, but SO boring. Why did they call it the index finger?? That is all.
Take your index finger and your middle finger and point them straight up. Take the three remaining fingers and fold them down into your palm. If done correctly, this should result in the symbol meaning, “Peace.”
is the word index? she asked, hoping above all odds that the word was NOT index, because she had never liked the word. never liked indexes, rather. or the word itself. index. it sounded stupid. indexes were also quite unhelpful because they never featured anything that one was looking for, but the words before and after it. index would simply not do. she could not write anything.