Some only think of Greek gods, Celtic heroes, etc, but my dad always uses the phrase “Christian Mythology”, which pisses some people off to an astounding degree. Relax. Just because one dude doesn’t believe it doesn’t mean it should shake you’re whole foundation of your faith.
My eyes refused to adjust as I made my way through near darkness. The cave reeked of mildew, and a dripping sounds reverberated around me. I shook and gave a small yelp as I thought I felt bugs crawling all over me. I held onto the cold sides of the cavern, until I saw the gleam of a jewel in the path of my flashlight.
Everything is a myth. No one really knows when the truth began and when reality took place but int between those two times our conciousness arose. when someone can find a bible that tells the tale of the our origen between myth and reality i will be faithful.
It’s not a myth, a legend, or a fairytale. With me, standing there, looking up into those baby blues, I know, somewhere deep, that there is such a thing as love.
Of course, just like 90% of everything else you heard in high school, it was a myth, a rumour. There was absolutely no proof that Kamaru and I were dating, I didn’t even know where they would get that silliness.
My life is not a myth. no matter how little you see me every day, no matter how much you think i’m a whisp of existance. i’m not a myth. i’m as solid as your own flesh.
it’s time you started seeing me that way. and just to be clear: you’ve never been mythical to me.
every now and then some guy makes up a story and then tells it to some people and then all the sudden its a myth, and everyone wants to hear it, its so cool and awesome, well what if i make up a story? then will everybody talk about me then make up storys about my life and then form opinions about me? life of a writer is hard. apploud to Aesop.
When I hear the word myth, I think of the show Mythbusters. Adam Savage, Kari Byron, Jamie Hyneman, Grant Imahara, and the hotness that is Tory Belleci. They blow stuff up. They bust myths. Adam and Tory have a tendancy to get hurt busting the myths… That makes the word myth all the more entertaining for me, and that is what I think of when I hear the word myth.
The whole time it had been something made up. We thought it had actually saved that little island, but it turned out, it had been us the whole time. Too bad it hurt like hell. And he bragged incessantly over how well he had done, not getting hurt like me.
Mythical love. That’s what she had. He was there, her knight in (maybe not shining) armor, but he was there. He bought her flowers, kissed her cheek, held her hand while walking through streets filled with cafes. Her love was the kind of love they wrote stories and sappy love songs about, the kind people tried to capture in pictures, the kind that people craved; and she had it all.
those days were the better ones, when i stood with tall armor in the sunlight and killed before remorse existed, and all the trees and bellows sung to the righteousness of death
I’ve always been fascinated by myths. The Greek and Roman ones, and the Egyptian ones. I think it’s pretty cool how each different culture had its own gods but they are remarkably similar. Of course, that could be because older ones were adopted into the new cultures as expansion took over the world. You know the whole, “We’re better than you and more powerful and we think our gods are better than yours” thing. How strange.
According to my observations of you, all that is said to be true is actually a myth. You’re not who we thought you to be, who we hoped you to be. But in actuality, you’re much worse.
He spread his blanket upon the ground, the patterns immediately hidden by the crouched and reclining bodies of his audience. “This,” he began with a soft smile, “is a myth you have never heard. Not from the Greeks, or the Romans, but a tale of human struggle, as only the imaginations of many can create.”
Her mother’s life was a myth. Told in obscurity and half-truths, she couldn’t pick the lies out anymore. Perhaps it was better this way, she thought. Perhaps this was letting go.
legends. stuff people think are true. we have so many agreements that are formed from such as these. have you ever questioned the motives of the people who wrote the first of these many stories that try to compel people to believe in them?
you hit me like a myth
beautiful woman
you hit me like a story
told once upon a time
i felt you all over
imagined you prior to this moment
didn’t believe until i saw you
this myth is reality
here you are in the flesh
you hit me like a myth
here i stay in awe of you
seeing my dreams come true
Yo yo bring it back to rappin about myths
Sippin on the hen and smokin on that piff
Take a whiff, the blueberrys and purp
Waitin on a fine bitch to go slurrrrpp
Yurp, thats what I do fo sho
Sittin and chillin puffin on dro
No more myths in life you see
So I hit the 60 and end this finally
Dreams. Are they nothing but a myth? Or are they reality. Dreams for living. The American Dream. Is it no more? Have people risked their lives for nothing more than an idea. An unrealized reality, a myth? Or is that why we fight. So that one day, the myth is a reality?
Mythological wanderings through the ancient countryside. The secrets were hidden in stone. Inside the temple were the keys that would unlock the myth, make it real, and cast our wanderer beyond the reach of home.
It was said to be one of the greatest myths of all time. But Angela couldn’t even be bothered to open the book, such was her depression that fall morning.
I now know that Happiloy Ever After is a myth. It was one of those lessons I had to learn the hard way. Happily Ever Sometimes??? I can buy that, but ever after, doesn’t happen
THere are many thngs we can say about myths because they are not true. So a myth is whatever you want it to be. I hate it when people believe blindly the myths they have heard about all their lives…
I do not know much about myths, except that they are not true, I don’t think. I’m sure we used to be taught myths when we were young but I do not remember them. Sometimes I wish I could. They are different to fables I think, as I am sure they do not have a moral at the end. I think they are just stories changed by word of mouth or something like that…
We’re no strangers to love, as Rick Astley once said. I think it was stupid of me to even consider it. Love is a myth, isn’t it? It’s crap, bogus, etc.
It’s a story.. something that we all understand
But yet don’t, the librarian chimed in
But yet don’t, that’s right, the Old Man agreed, setting down his pipe
I don’t believe in myths, they are so complicated, and at the same time so mysterious, so I just decided not to believe in them. I’ll stick with the old school stuff like reality. That’s me!
what makes them not real? what makes them a myth? is it because we choose to believe its not real? vamps are myths, arent they? or maybe we just think they are. who really knows? a myth is said not to be real.
i never wanted to take this class at school because I’m pretty sure I’d get behind on my reading. And thats what always gets me..the reading assignments. No wonder I got a D in Ancient Epic. the same teacher does the myth class…no thank you.
Some only think of Greek gods, Celtic heroes, etc, but my dad always uses the phrase “Christian Mythology”, which pisses some people off to an astounding degree. Relax. Just because one dude doesn’t believe it doesn’t mean it should shake you’re whole foundation of your faith.
What is a myth?
A story told,
a story of old.
Shaky foundations
of sand and stone
and homes built of the same
on a windy day.
My eyes refused to adjust as I made my way through near darkness. The cave reeked of mildew, and a dripping sounds reverberated around me. I shook and gave a small yelp as I thought I felt bugs crawling all over me. I held onto the cold sides of the cavern, until I saw the gleam of a jewel in the path of my flashlight.
Everything is a myth. No one really knows when the truth began and when reality took place but int between those two times our conciousness arose. when someone can find a bible that tells the tale of the our origen between myth and reality i will be faithful.
It’s not a myth, a legend, or a fairytale. With me, standing there, looking up into those baby blues, I know, somewhere deep, that there is such a thing as love.
And that I will never, ever find it.
Of course, just like 90% of everything else you heard in high school, it was a myth, a rumour. There was absolutely no proof that Kamaru and I were dating, I didn’t even know where they would get that silliness.
CANT THINK DONT KNOW WHAT TO TYPE BIG FOOT IS A MYTH AND SO IS THE LOCH NESS MONSTER AS WELL AS THE CHUPACABRA IN MEXICO.
My life is not a myth. no matter how little you see me every day, no matter how much you think i’m a whisp of existance. i’m not a myth. i’m as solid as your own flesh.
it’s time you started seeing me that way. and just to be clear: you’ve never been mythical to me.
every now and then some guy makes up a story and then tells it to some people and then all the sudden its a myth, and everyone wants to hear it, its so cool and awesome, well what if i make up a story? then will everybody talk about me then make up storys about my life and then form opinions about me? life of a writer is hard. apploud to Aesop.
When I hear the word myth, I think of the show Mythbusters. Adam Savage, Kari Byron, Jamie Hyneman, Grant Imahara, and the hotness that is Tory Belleci. They blow stuff up. They bust myths. Adam and Tory have a tendancy to get hurt busting the myths… That makes the word myth all the more entertaining for me, and that is what I think of when I hear the word myth.
a story, a falsehood as opposed to truth, mythology is a collection of stories; there are more myths going around than facts about anything!
The myth of being alive.
Who knew we were breathing a feather’s mist?
We are all living in a humble abode of tranquility.
The whole time it had been something made up. We thought it had actually saved that little island, but it turned out, it had been us the whole time. Too bad it hurt like hell. And he bragged incessantly over how well he had done, not getting hurt like me.
Mythical love. That’s what she had. He was there, her knight in (maybe not shining) armor, but he was there. He bought her flowers, kissed her cheek, held her hand while walking through streets filled with cafes. Her love was the kind of love they wrote stories and sappy love songs about, the kind people tried to capture in pictures, the kind that people craved; and she had it all.
those days were the better ones, when i stood with tall armor in the sunlight and killed before remorse existed, and all the trees and bellows sung to the righteousness of death
I’ve always been fascinated by myths. The Greek and Roman ones, and the Egyptian ones. I think it’s pretty cool how each different culture had its own gods but they are remarkably similar. Of course, that could be because older ones were adopted into the new cultures as expansion took over the world. You know the whole, “We’re better than you and more powerful and we think our gods are better than yours” thing. How strange.
According to my observations of you, all that is said to be true is actually a myth. You’re not who we thought you to be, who we hoped you to be. But in actuality, you’re much worse.
There is a myth that life is real…it isn’t really…it is fiction.
He spread his blanket upon the ground, the patterns immediately hidden by the crouched and reclining bodies of his audience. “This,” he began with a soft smile, “is a myth you have never heard. Not from the Greeks, or the Romans, but a tale of human struggle, as only the imaginations of many can create.”
A myth. Is it truth, or is it a lie? Civilizations built upon mythy, and they all crumbled.
Her mother’s life was a myth. Told in obscurity and half-truths, she couldn’t pick the lies out anymore. Perhaps it was better this way, she thought. Perhaps this was letting go.
Myths are composed of legends people tell over time. Just like in Greek mythology, people told legends as stories for entertainment.
legends. stuff people think are true. we have so many agreements that are formed from such as these. have you ever questioned the motives of the people who wrote the first of these many stories that try to compel people to believe in them?
you hit me like a myth
beautiful woman
you hit me like a story
told once upon a time
i felt you all over
imagined you prior to this moment
didn’t believe until i saw you
this myth is reality
here you are in the flesh
you hit me like a myth
here i stay in awe of you
seeing my dreams come true
Yo yo bring it back to rappin about myths
Sippin on the hen and smokin on that piff
Take a whiff, the blueberrys and purp
Waitin on a fine bitch to go slurrrrpp
Yurp, thats what I do fo sho
Sittin and chillin puffin on dro
No more myths in life you see
So I hit the 60 and end this finally
Dreams. Are they nothing but a myth? Or are they reality. Dreams for living. The American Dream. Is it no more? Have people risked their lives for nothing more than an idea. An unrealized reality, a myth? Or is that why we fight. So that one day, the myth is a reality?
Mythological wanderings through the ancient countryside. The secrets were hidden in stone. Inside the temple were the keys that would unlock the myth, make it real, and cast our wanderer beyond the reach of home.
It was said to be one of the greatest myths of all time. But Angela couldn’t even be bothered to open the book, such was her depression that fall morning.
I now know that Happiloy Ever After is a myth. It was one of those lessons I had to learn the hard way. Happily Ever Sometimes??? I can buy that, but ever after, doesn’t happen
Fact becomes history, history becomes legend, legend becomes myth. Myth, becomes Chuck Norris
THere are many thngs we can say about myths because they are not true. So a myth is whatever you want it to be. I hate it when people believe blindly the myths they have heard about all their lives…
Her hands shook as she read the words that appeared on her screen. It was all a lie? He wasn’t anything anymore but then again, he never was.
I do not know much about myths, except that they are not true, I don’t think. I’m sure we used to be taught myths when we were young but I do not remember them. Sometimes I wish I could. They are different to fables I think, as I am sure they do not have a moral at the end. I think they are just stories changed by word of mouth or something like that…
We’re no strangers to love, as Rick Astley once said. I think it was stupid of me to even consider it. Love is a myth, isn’t it? It’s crap, bogus, etc.
It’s a story.. something that we all understand
But yet don’t, the librarian chimed in
But yet don’t, that’s right, the Old Man agreed, setting down his pipe
Yes, I am sad.
Uut, baby, it’s okay.
Just leave me here wondering,
and continue on your way.
Our story was a myth,
and you know what they say,
Only fools live wishing their lives away.
all religions…lol
I don’t believe in myths, they are so complicated, and at the same time so mysterious, so I just decided not to believe in them. I’ll stick with the old school stuff like reality. That’s me!
what makes them not real? what makes them a myth? is it because we choose to believe its not real? vamps are myths, arent they? or maybe we just think they are. who really knows? a myth is said not to be real.
i never wanted to take this class at school because I’m pretty sure I’d get behind on my reading. And thats what always gets me..the reading assignments. No wonder I got a D in Ancient Epic. the same teacher does the myth class…no thank you.