Its a mystery what tommorrrow holds. Everyone lives in one big mystery, no one knows what the future holds and even when one tries to predict it still remains a mystery.Its wonderful how mystery has no connection to good or bad as it remains as simple as something that you wont know at present.A mystery acan only happen when you do not know what is going to happen.So live your life so that mystery will be linked to all teh positive occurances!!!!!!
Ah Sweet mystery ofklife. Indeed what animates us. What is it exactly that leaves the body on death or enters the body on birth. It is that which is divine, energy, identical to god. conciousness. something to solve. Interesting that the word that orginal had to do with religious rites came to mean a problem to solve.
mysterious things are often the most enticing. The unknown mysteries of life are what drive us to discover. Once a thing is known, it is hardly worth searching for. Mysterious people leave much room for the imagination to describe.
Fields covered with mist and an empty street with flickering orange lights. A street light that casts no shadow and a cat that makes it way through moist streets.
Everything is a mystery until we forget this fact. We must understand and so we fabricate our lives, when we should accept the wonderful mystery of the world.
Peace!
sometimes my roommate talks and talks about shit I dont care about. She comes up with the most inane, useless things to say. Why she thinks I cares is a mystery to me. Goodness.
Mystery is a topic which is misused by various people to create movies or write books. Very few authors and directors can justify their work related to “Mystery”. Most of the times mystery is related to Murder and Crime which I feel is incorrect.
The word mystery looks like its meaning. There’s a certain nonsensical shape to it, an out-of-control that reminds me of my desire to know all the answers. I don’t like the feeling of not-knowing; mysteries are exciting but uncomfortable and best reserved for Enid Blyton tales.
a certain sound
a look
a smell
a touch, that makes you want to go on
and discover something else.
it can be a kiss of a stranger
a voice of a singer
who dared to sing her feelings out in the open.
it can be a certain smile that can drive you insane.
he is a mystery,
i want to discover him.
i want to know him, overcome him
that makes me go into a maze where everything
seems to be an act
everything is not normal.
I remember reading about Mystery in “The Game” by Neil Strauss. I can never look at the word again without seeing his slim, canadian face in my mind. It’s kind of sad, realizing that words have changed for you forever.
we are living in a world full of mystery.
one day you can be living happily, the next day something came and crash you deep into the deepest failures. what comes next you won’t know.
but you have the chance to influence it by what you do today, right now, at this very second. and my time is up. thank you.
The mysteries of the universe can be ascertained simply be looking in to your pocket, what’s there? nothing very interesting no doubt, well there you go, that’s the mystery solved.
So onto the next, why can you never seem to come up with something spontaneous and interesting when put under pressure?
What a mystery. Who whats it means? Who can find out? who will reveal it ? who will solve it.
I was asked to write about it! but what shall i write about it for it is a mystery not know anyone but itself.
So here i am trying to write about mystery and struggling to make sense.
its always a mystery of how people react to each other. i am sometimes amaze that if the words came from a friend i would react differently, than when i hear it from a complete stranger. it’s really the messenger not the message.
it was a mystery why the body of that statuesque woman was found on the steps of the museum, completely drained of blood. Similarly, no-one knew why the old folks of Happy Smiles Retirement home started to get that flush of life back into their cheeks. But the cook knew.
Something hidden, spooky and potentially-unnerving. Frequently associated with murder or crime. I’m not syre I like mysteries, unless they’re specifically of the supernatural variety.
OMG – I’m running out of time!! Is that mysterious? No – I guess not!
Life is a mystery. Mysteries happen every day and you definitely can’t explain any of them. You just have to go on and live your life and hope that it comes out better. People are mysteries too. You can never truly read a person because there are so many emotional layers that make up a human being. Mysteries are also a type of story, hahah. Okay I’m listening to P!ATD and it’s kind of distracting. Otherwise, this would be pretty deep. :P
it is something unsolved, pristine in the vague shrouds of grey and darkness that obscure it. can never be eliminated completely, nothing unsure in this world and surely everything must have some undiscovered, mysterious element to it. part of what makes things beautiful, part of what helps foster desire and attraction. essential to being happy in some areas of life.
It is a mystery to me how college students think. After four years of expanding their minds and being given the opportunity to grow and change, upon graduation, all they think to do is complain. Oh no! I must face the real world! Oh dear! Don’t they know? This is when the fun starts.
Life is one huge mystery. But that’s what makes it worth waking up in the morning. The doubt, not knowing what will happen: whether you will die or a bird will shit on you or you might even fall in love.
There’s intense rain and thuinder about on the cold dark night. There’s someone on the loose a step ahead of the rest of us. We’ve found the footprint but they don’t go anywhere!!!
I once knew a girl with the name Mystery. No i didn’t. But if i did i bet she would be a hooker. Or pole dancer. She probably wouldn’t have received enough love as a child.
Life is a mystery… so many things left unexplained. even if you know the meaning… is it the truth? has anyone ever figured it all out? Sometimes I wonder if in death we will find the true meaning of this mystery. Will the end justify the means? Will it all be worth while in the long run? will I ever figure it out?
The detective scanned over the files again, at a lost for words. he was certain that this DNA test would prove his theory correct. He could not believe that he was wrong, that he had been chasing the wrong man the entire time.
This one time i read a book about a pair of twins that travelled to Egypt to discover the secret of the mummys and the spinx. Who allows their teenage twins to travel to Egypt to solve mysteries about mummies anyway?
crazy fun! they are rambling on about nothing important when BAM! something mysterious happens and then you have to remember everything that they said before that was supposedly unimportant to try to figure out who killed the host! Sometimes it just seems impossible! That is why I like mystery shows because if I can’t figure them out I just wait until the end.
I love mystery, it intrigues me the way something that is written without details causes the mind to wander and form its own conclusions. An author i have never met is causing me to think about the end of a story that they have written, that i have no clue about. It is stimulating for them mind.
No one really likes mystery. I enjoy just sitting there in my room, watching a suspenseful movie, and if I’m not totally happy with the film, or the suspense is bothersome and not entertaining enough, I wont wait it out just for mystery’s sake, I will go to wikipedia and find out what the fuck!
Quiet and still. Dark with wind. I simply don’t know and I don’t think I will anytime soon. The unknown looms before me begging me to answer my questions about the here and now. I just don’t know and I wish I did. I yearn and long to know. I WANT TO KNOW!!
A very fine day with black rolling clouds on the side of the mountains, twisting and turning… What comes from that gloom – will it be an angel carrying the lovely news or the beast of Hell with the sword raised high against all the sinners of the Earth?
Its a mystery what tommorrrow holds. Everyone lives in one big mystery, no one knows what the future holds and even when one tries to predict it still remains a mystery.Its wonderful how mystery has no connection to good or bad as it remains as simple as something that you wont know at present.A mystery acan only happen when you do not know what is going to happen.So live your life so that mystery will be linked to all teh positive occurances!!!!!!
Ah Sweet mystery ofklife. Indeed what animates us. What is it exactly that leaves the body on death or enters the body on birth. It is that which is divine, energy, identical to god. conciousness. something to solve. Interesting that the word that orginal had to do with religious rites came to mean a problem to solve.
mysterious things are often the most enticing. The unknown mysteries of life are what drive us to discover. Once a thing is known, it is hardly worth searching for. Mysterious people leave much room for the imagination to describe.
Fields covered with mist and an empty street with flickering orange lights. A street light that casts no shadow and a cat that makes it way through moist streets.
life is full of mystery. heck i’m a mystery coz i barely know myself. just like why cows go mooo or why you burp and so on
Everything is a mystery until we forget this fact. We must understand and so we fabricate our lives, when we should accept the wonderful mystery of the world.
Peace!
sometimes my roommate talks and talks about shit I dont care about. She comes up with the most inane, useless things to say. Why she thinks I cares is a mystery to me. Goodness.
Mystery is a topic which is misused by various people to create movies or write books. Very few authors and directors can justify their work related to “Mystery”. Most of the times mystery is related to Murder and Crime which I feel is incorrect.
The word mystery looks like its meaning. There’s a certain nonsensical shape to it, an out-of-control that reminds me of my desire to know all the answers. I don’t like the feeling of not-knowing; mysteries are exciting but uncomfortable and best reserved for Enid Blyton tales.
It’s a mystery how I can think of nothing to say.
Scooby Doo and his Mystery, Inc. gang solved mysteries all day long, but I’ve never solve a single one, in case you were wondering.
I do love mystery novels, though.
Something that has never been fully understood.
a certain sound
a look
a smell
a touch, that makes you want to go on
and discover something else.
it can be a kiss of a stranger
a voice of a singer
who dared to sing her feelings out in the open.
it can be a certain smile that can drive you insane.
he is a mystery,
i want to discover him.
i want to know him, overcome him
that makes me go into a maze where everything
seems to be an act
everything is not normal.
I remember reading about Mystery in “The Game” by Neil Strauss. I can never look at the word again without seeing his slim, canadian face in my mind. It’s kind of sad, realizing that words have changed for you forever.
Mystery; forever my double word.
we are living in a world full of mystery.
one day you can be living happily, the next day something came and crash you deep into the deepest failures. what comes next you won’t know.
but you have the chance to influence it by what you do today, right now, at this very second. and my time is up. thank you.
love, obsession, greed, hate, lost, found, experience,
Life is a mystery alright. are we here to learn something? to just have fun? to fix something we screwed up last time?
The mysteries of the universe can be ascertained simply be looking in to your pocket, what’s there? nothing very interesting no doubt, well there you go, that’s the mystery solved.
So onto the next, why can you never seem to come up with something spontaneous and interesting when put under pressure?
What a mystery. Who whats it means? Who can find out? who will reveal it ? who will solve it.
I was asked to write about it! but what shall i write about it for it is a mystery not know anyone but itself.
So here i am trying to write about mystery and struggling to make sense.
its always a mystery of how people react to each other. i am sometimes amaze that if the words came from a friend i would react differently, than when i hear it from a complete stranger. it’s really the messenger not the message.
it was a mystery why the body of that statuesque woman was found on the steps of the museum, completely drained of blood. Similarly, no-one knew why the old folks of Happy Smiles Retirement home started to get that flush of life back into their cheeks. But the cook knew.
flowers fade,
i can’t see his face.
there’s a well in his eyes,
depths unplumbed in his irises.
god i want him.
i need fingers and thighs
and things unrealistic to me.
for me
god i need something.
help, something.
help.
fade away, sure.
fade.
fall into something and don’t stop until you can taste tomororowlsllsdklllllllllll
Something hidden, spooky and potentially-unnerving. Frequently associated with murder or crime. I’m not syre I like mysteries, unless they’re specifically of the supernatural variety.
OMG – I’m running out of time!! Is that mysterious? No – I guess not!
Life is a mystery. Mysteries happen every day and you definitely can’t explain any of them. You just have to go on and live your life and hope that it comes out better. People are mysteries too. You can never truly read a person because there are so many emotional layers that make up a human being. Mysteries are also a type of story, hahah. Okay I’m listening to P!ATD and it’s kind of distracting. Otherwise, this would be pretty deep. :P
it is something unsolved, pristine in the vague shrouds of grey and darkness that obscure it. can never be eliminated completely, nothing unsure in this world and surely everything must have some undiscovered, mysterious element to it. part of what makes things beautiful, part of what helps foster desire and attraction. essential to being happy in some areas of life.
It is a mystery to me how college students think. After four years of expanding their minds and being given the opportunity to grow and change, upon graduation, all they think to do is complain. Oh no! I must face the real world! Oh dear! Don’t they know? This is when the fun starts.
Life is one huge mystery. But that’s what makes it worth waking up in the morning. The doubt, not knowing what will happen: whether you will die or a bird will shit on you or you might even fall in love.
There’s intense rain and thuinder about on the cold dark night. There’s someone on the loose a step ahead of the rest of us. We’ve found the footprint but they don’t go anywhere!!!
One word says a lot. One word denotes a state: Life. Death. Love. Hate. One word says so much.
I once knew a girl with the name Mystery. No i didn’t. But if i did i bet she would be a hooker. Or pole dancer. She probably wouldn’t have received enough love as a child.
Life is a mystery… so many things left unexplained. even if you know the meaning… is it the truth? has anyone ever figured it all out? Sometimes I wonder if in death we will find the true meaning of this mystery. Will the end justify the means? Will it all be worth while in the long run? will I ever figure it out?
The detective scanned over the files again, at a lost for words. he was certain that this DNA test would prove his theory correct. He could not believe that he was wrong, that he had been chasing the wrong man the entire time.
This one time i read a book about a pair of twins that travelled to Egypt to discover the secret of the mummys and the spinx. Who allows their teenage twins to travel to Egypt to solve mysteries about mummies anyway?
crazy fun! they are rambling on about nothing important when BAM! something mysterious happens and then you have to remember everything that they said before that was supposedly unimportant to try to figure out who killed the host! Sometimes it just seems impossible! That is why I like mystery shows because if I can’t figure them out I just wait until the end.
Eating mushrooms provides much mystery for the day.
I love mystery, it intrigues me the way something that is written without details causes the mind to wander and form its own conclusions. An author i have never met is causing me to think about the end of a story that they have written, that i have no clue about. It is stimulating for them mind.
No one really likes mystery. I enjoy just sitting there in my room, watching a suspenseful movie, and if I’m not totally happy with the film, or the suspense is bothersome and not entertaining enough, I wont wait it out just for mystery’s sake, I will go to wikipedia and find out what the fuck!
clue, nancy drew candlesticks scooby doo pipe weed?? french maids. death
Quiet and still. Dark with wind. I simply don’t know and I don’t think I will anytime soon. The unknown looms before me begging me to answer my questions about the here and now. I just don’t know and I wish I did. I yearn and long to know. I WANT TO KNOW!!
A very fine day with black rolling clouds on the side of the mountains, twisting and turning… What comes from that gloom – will it be an angel carrying the lovely news or the beast of Hell with the sword raised high against all the sinners of the Earth?