We were out on the town one night when we noticed that there was a mystery to be solved. It all began back in the twentieth century when the fools who thought they had a mystery on their hands actually had something they really didn’t know they were going to do with. Out of the shallow dark they came, holding a mystery of their own, with their backs to the wall with nothing to do.
Mike
mystery, mysterious. Who embodies these things today? Anyone. We are all so out there with everything. Our sexuality, our problems. Nothing is mysterious anymore. There is no mystery in the world
Amy Nerdig
Mystery is one of those things that is intrinsic to human beings. They love mystery. Be it a trashy novel or the meaning of life, it’s what drives people to be people. Without mystery then the world would be a much different place. Imagine if everything was known? What would be the point of living? True, it would solve a lot of problems, but it would make life a lot more boring too.
Ben Broadribb
Mystery is suspenseful. Dark and unknown. Without it life would be bland, but with it often scary. Curiosities catalyst.
Smashed Catfish
Life is a mystery. Who knows what is going to happen next? You make plans and plans but something always comes along unexpected and messes up those plans. Not for me. I have gotten off track a few times from my goals, but whatever mysteries happen…I will achieve them.
Carrie
I never know what mystery lies around the corner. That is a mystery in itself, isn’t it? Mystery is so mysterious. What is it going to bring me next? When is it going to come? What will it be? How many mysteries will there be in my life? So many questions…it’s another mystery.
Eric
life is a mystery and all that happens in it is unpredictable maybe thats why everyone likes to read with out knowing the ending of a good thriller because life is never really what it seems to be!
nicholas h
Its like something that is unexplained. You just have to understand that it is put here for you to never understand it but rather to ponder it. You will have to see thee unexplained and examine the untamed before you ever figure out the mystery.
Annalyse
mystery is the soul of controversy. If there was no mystery there would be no controversy. It is the fuel in which all things mysterious are found to be curious.
Jeff Vanden Boomen
It’s like a fog, you’re in it and you can’t find the end, the end of the forest, the green patch where you can rest. Mistery is no sun. Mistery is no light. Do you love it? Maybe for the thrill, maybe one time, maybe you dream about it…but you can’t really love it. Because you don’t know what it is.
bilibel
its unknown. future is also a mystery. fate is a mystery. it is enigmatic. it enthralls us with possibilities and scares us with possible negatives.
Utsav Pandey
The pregnant woman with a hand on her stomach
The unhatched egg in a nest
The package on your doorstep when you arrive
Her lips painted a daring shade of red
Brittany
mystery? Hmmm….life is a mystery. We never know whats going to happen in the future. It’s impossible.
Charli
The biggest mystery for me is why and how people can be so blind to the events and transgressions around them. How is it that individuals can be so simple and apathetic merely content to drift along having the lives decided for them by corrupt and immoral leaders? It is a mystery because at the end of the day I am as complacent and useless. At what point are we taught not to take matters into our own hands? To be a master of your own destiny… something only few people ever truly discover. Why?
Paul Zito
unresolved
Idalisse Correa
a famous pua and also the term for something mysterious that is clouded with an aura of mysticism, could be anything from a person to an event or a book. I terms of PUAs and men and woman it is always good to be a bit of a mystery to the person you want to attract, so that they get the willingness to figure you out, so to speak!
SweetJah
Death, life, all that is living, dead and undead, why oh why is it so? I feel that knowledge is the only thing that may purge the shadows of mystery. I hope Necromancy holds the answers, if not I hope for vampirism to answer it all.
Bennaghul
that which is unknown. It is an alluring concept that manifests itself deeply in literature and life, provided that it is examined. One can utilize mystery to ones own advantage.
Jason
This word is a mystery to me? where did it come from? Is it based on mister? or miss-stir? I don’t get it. too bad. maybe “mister story” is right. macho guys write stories with hidden answers.
Rob
When I was a child, I loved short story mystery books. As I got older, they didn’t interest me anymore.
My husband’s daughter, whom is now 10, enjoys the same sort of mystery/horror short stories, but I am watching her grow out of it. I think during middle school age, social life really starts kicking in and crushes on boys, personal style and friends become more time consuming.
Anon
It’s dark in here. I’m not really sure where I am. There’s just blackness and fear. Blackness and fear and nothingness. Am I really here? Have I disappeared? Uncertainty. I don’t like it.
Marcee
the onsight of nothingness. a free from fiscal visual of what the world could be. the subject of faith. government, human relations. that itches in the back of my rain. the cause of what.
hysteria
histeria
historical
monkey
Mystery, how do you explain it. Its just something full of wonder. Everyone wants to figure out what it means, but we never will. Like space, how do we know what we know? Its a mystery. Seriously, how?, why?, where?, when? it doesnt make sense. Thats mystery, thats questions, thats wonder.
Emma
wow what a mystery it is writing about this word on a website that i just happened to stumble upon. quite literally and figuratively. i’m not sure what exactly i should be writing about as the window of my ex-gf’s convo blinks at me from the bottom of the screen. maybe i should write about some sort of mystery novel. maybe the novvelty of the mystery of life
jeff
its one word, a normal, average word, in which it is one word!
Kerry
intrigue romance noir crime murder foreign explorer mist fog
Jetta
My grandmother reads mystery books. I don’t know why because they’re all the same. I admire her though. She’s a sharp woman and she inspires me to get things done. I think she’s great. My mom just fell a little too far from the tree.
allison
There was a lot of jelly on the floor and a considerable amount of blood in the sink. A dog with three legs sat in the corner, staring at me. I had just entered my mother’s home for the first time in 20 years, and things were not going well.
ferdy lantz
It’s everything I don’t know but am dying to find out. It’s the wink of an eye, the color of every sunset, the depth of oceans. It’s tomorrow and forever, everything and nothing.
Carla Baron
life is a great mystery filled with nothing but smiles and cries theres is nothing to lend us to the satisfactions of knowing what there is on the “other ” side but it is in ths search for the satisfactions that we can really find what we are truly looking for. Maybe never to be attained this mystery is what get me up wake up every day and the pursuit of lifes’ true love that keeps my heart pummping and my soul searching.
DJ
The dark corner of my cubicle seemed to be breathing. It was a wasteland of old memo’s, most unread, and fast food carton’s. There should have been nothing alive in the refuse, but it was breathing, up and down like a pregnant women in August.
Bobby
everythings a mystery, mystery is the purest form of knowledge in the universe because it is truth that can be percieved with our meat heads. dont be in the know, be in the mystery
Sequoyah
Mystery is not my favorite genre, but sometimes I enjoy a good Angela Lansbury special on pbs. Especially if it involves Egypt and the Nile. Can’t remember what that one was called… Death on the Nile maybe?
absmers
Mystery was my favorite dog. He couldn’t breathe some days but Mystery was always good about that.
Dapple sheen and a fine coat of fur he was. My favorite dog.
Mario L.
Mystery was my favorite dog. He couldn’t breathe some days but Mystery was always good about that.
Dapple sheen and a fine coat of fur he was. My favorite dog.
Mario L.
the mystery in her eyes just dazed me around the whole night, during that day i just wandered through the mysterious and dark forest that surrounds my numb mind…
axel
those small soft paper-back novels I would read and decide my fate and go down the stairs, meet the monster, die and then go down the hall instead. now they are fifty cents a dozen and a yard sale I am stopping at and buying them or thinking about it because they remind me of my youth. they smell like hot sun and there are little white bugs crawling in them.
Jada
He sat with a book in his tense, thin hands. He had taken it from the dusty shelf above the fireplace, near the even dustier curtains. He hated those curtains.
He cracked the spine and placed the book up to his nose, inhaling the musty scent. It smelled like mystery.
Victory
I like the way the stars shine at me, like they hide something. Because really, what do we know about stars? They are just balls of gas or something, but no one’s ever been to one. The universe’s greatest mystery is itself, I suppose.
Caitlin Newcomb
a love affiar with the dramatic. Finding what cannot be found and loving every second of it. Wanting to know if all around you is truly as it seems or if everything is one big joke.
We were out on the town one night when we noticed that there was a mystery to be solved. It all began back in the twentieth century when the fools who thought they had a mystery on their hands actually had something they really didn’t know they were going to do with. Out of the shallow dark they came, holding a mystery of their own, with their backs to the wall with nothing to do.
mystery, mysterious. Who embodies these things today? Anyone. We are all so out there with everything. Our sexuality, our problems. Nothing is mysterious anymore. There is no mystery in the world
Mystery is one of those things that is intrinsic to human beings. They love mystery. Be it a trashy novel or the meaning of life, it’s what drives people to be people. Without mystery then the world would be a much different place. Imagine if everything was known? What would be the point of living? True, it would solve a lot of problems, but it would make life a lot more boring too.
Mystery is suspenseful. Dark and unknown. Without it life would be bland, but with it often scary. Curiosities catalyst.
Life is a mystery. Who knows what is going to happen next? You make plans and plans but something always comes along unexpected and messes up those plans. Not for me. I have gotten off track a few times from my goals, but whatever mysteries happen…I will achieve them.
I never know what mystery lies around the corner. That is a mystery in itself, isn’t it? Mystery is so mysterious. What is it going to bring me next? When is it going to come? What will it be? How many mysteries will there be in my life? So many questions…it’s another mystery.
life is a mystery and all that happens in it is unpredictable maybe thats why everyone likes to read with out knowing the ending of a good thriller because life is never really what it seems to be!
Its like something that is unexplained. You just have to understand that it is put here for you to never understand it but rather to ponder it. You will have to see thee unexplained and examine the untamed before you ever figure out the mystery.
mystery is the soul of controversy. If there was no mystery there would be no controversy. It is the fuel in which all things mysterious are found to be curious.
It’s like a fog, you’re in it and you can’t find the end, the end of the forest, the green patch where you can rest. Mistery is no sun. Mistery is no light. Do you love it? Maybe for the thrill, maybe one time, maybe you dream about it…but you can’t really love it. Because you don’t know what it is.
its unknown. future is also a mystery. fate is a mystery. it is enigmatic. it enthralls us with possibilities and scares us with possible negatives.
The pregnant woman with a hand on her stomach
The unhatched egg in a nest
The package on your doorstep when you arrive
Her lips painted a daring shade of red
mystery? Hmmm….life is a mystery. We never know whats going to happen in the future. It’s impossible.
The biggest mystery for me is why and how people can be so blind to the events and transgressions around them. How is it that individuals can be so simple and apathetic merely content to drift along having the lives decided for them by corrupt and immoral leaders? It is a mystery because at the end of the day I am as complacent and useless. At what point are we taught not to take matters into our own hands? To be a master of your own destiny… something only few people ever truly discover. Why?
unresolved
a famous pua and also the term for something mysterious that is clouded with an aura of mysticism, could be anything from a person to an event or a book. I terms of PUAs and men and woman it is always good to be a bit of a mystery to the person you want to attract, so that they get the willingness to figure you out, so to speak!
Death, life, all that is living, dead and undead, why oh why is it so? I feel that knowledge is the only thing that may purge the shadows of mystery. I hope Necromancy holds the answers, if not I hope for vampirism to answer it all.
that which is unknown. It is an alluring concept that manifests itself deeply in literature and life, provided that it is examined. One can utilize mystery to ones own advantage.
This word is a mystery to me? where did it come from? Is it based on mister? or miss-stir? I don’t get it. too bad. maybe “mister story” is right. macho guys write stories with hidden answers.
When I was a child, I loved short story mystery books. As I got older, they didn’t interest me anymore.
My husband’s daughter, whom is now 10, enjoys the same sort of mystery/horror short stories, but I am watching her grow out of it. I think during middle school age, social life really starts kicking in and crushes on boys, personal style and friends become more time consuming.
It’s dark in here. I’m not really sure where I am. There’s just blackness and fear. Blackness and fear and nothingness. Am I really here? Have I disappeared? Uncertainty. I don’t like it.
the onsight of nothingness. a free from fiscal visual of what the world could be. the subject of faith. government, human relations. that itches in the back of my rain. the cause of what.
hysteria
histeria
historical
Mystery, how do you explain it. Its just something full of wonder. Everyone wants to figure out what it means, but we never will. Like space, how do we know what we know? Its a mystery. Seriously, how?, why?, where?, when? it doesnt make sense. Thats mystery, thats questions, thats wonder.
wow what a mystery it is writing about this word on a website that i just happened to stumble upon. quite literally and figuratively. i’m not sure what exactly i should be writing about as the window of my ex-gf’s convo blinks at me from the bottom of the screen. maybe i should write about some sort of mystery novel. maybe the novvelty of the mystery of life
its one word, a normal, average word, in which it is one word!
intrigue romance noir crime murder foreign explorer mist fog
My grandmother reads mystery books. I don’t know why because they’re all the same. I admire her though. She’s a sharp woman and she inspires me to get things done. I think she’s great. My mom just fell a little too far from the tree.
There was a lot of jelly on the floor and a considerable amount of blood in the sink. A dog with three legs sat in the corner, staring at me. I had just entered my mother’s home for the first time in 20 years, and things were not going well.
It’s everything I don’t know but am dying to find out. It’s the wink of an eye, the color of every sunset, the depth of oceans. It’s tomorrow and forever, everything and nothing.
life is a great mystery filled with nothing but smiles and cries theres is nothing to lend us to the satisfactions of knowing what there is on the “other ” side but it is in ths search for the satisfactions that we can really find what we are truly looking for. Maybe never to be attained this mystery is what get me up wake up every day and the pursuit of lifes’ true love that keeps my heart pummping and my soul searching.
The dark corner of my cubicle seemed to be breathing. It was a wasteland of old memo’s, most unread, and fast food carton’s. There should have been nothing alive in the refuse, but it was breathing, up and down like a pregnant women in August.
everythings a mystery, mystery is the purest form of knowledge in the universe because it is truth that can be percieved with our meat heads. dont be in the know, be in the mystery
Mystery is not my favorite genre, but sometimes I enjoy a good Angela Lansbury special on pbs. Especially if it involves Egypt and the Nile. Can’t remember what that one was called… Death on the Nile maybe?
Mystery was my favorite dog. He couldn’t breathe some days but Mystery was always good about that.
Dapple sheen and a fine coat of fur he was. My favorite dog.
Mystery was my favorite dog. He couldn’t breathe some days but Mystery was always good about that.
Dapple sheen and a fine coat of fur he was. My favorite dog.
the mystery in her eyes just dazed me around the whole night, during that day i just wandered through the mysterious and dark forest that surrounds my numb mind…
those small soft paper-back novels I would read and decide my fate and go down the stairs, meet the monster, die and then go down the hall instead. now they are fifty cents a dozen and a yard sale I am stopping at and buying them or thinking about it because they remind me of my youth. they smell like hot sun and there are little white bugs crawling in them.
He sat with a book in his tense, thin hands. He had taken it from the dusty shelf above the fireplace, near the even dustier curtains. He hated those curtains.
He cracked the spine and placed the book up to his nose, inhaling the musty scent. It smelled like mystery.
I like the way the stars shine at me, like they hide something. Because really, what do we know about stars? They are just balls of gas or something, but no one’s ever been to one. The universe’s greatest mystery is itself, I suppose.
a love affiar with the dramatic. Finding what cannot be found and loving every second of it. Wanting to know if all around you is truly as it seems or if everything is one big joke.