I like stories. but I like the true kind.
today sucked
shut up
I’ll jam a pen in your aorta
like in girl interrupted
only I know that your aorta is in your chest
dreams, maybe something vitally important that says something about mankind’s hopes and aspirations, fears. Fantasy – mythyical beasts and men of great strength and beauty – superhuman powers.
theres this person under the bridge that woilll come out and ayttack you if you start singin YMCA becuase He absolutely hates that song. he will start by disembowleing you then starty at your toes. once hes finished with your toes he will then suck out your brain through your nose and make a slurpee.
myths are fictional stories. sometimes a myth takes hold in a society and founds their religious beliefs. myths to me are a misleading push from the truth to benefit the myth-giver, and this attitude has founded society since the begining.
Myth a a very cool word. It is like a legend. I took a mythology class once and it kinda sucked cuz the old woman teacher stood at the podium in front of a large audience and mumbled about odysey for like 2 hours every day for a week. oy vey.
all the beauty and indescribable things in the world can be created and altered in the beauty of a myth. true, they are untruths, but they are also wonderfully indicative of the time and place of their creation.
studying is not a myth. Unless you’re in my geology class, though. then it is most definitely a myth. I’m going to go ace my test and then we’ll see, won’t we? Studying is a myth.
odyssey. made up to explain things that people don’t understand: deadalus and icarus. fly too close to the sun and th wax on their escape-wings melts. dies. the bible.
Myth is fake, not true. a story, something that was created a long time ago. A rumor that has spread through the masses, generation to generation. A fairytale, a bedtime story, an adventure, a fictional story about a great person
you. the words you spoke. the way i tried to feel about you for half a year. the way your lips felt on mine. the sentiments you said you would feel forever. your idea of a relationship. the love we shared.
The book was dusty and torn in more than a few places, pages yellow, thin and greasy from years of handling. With a small smile he closed it, ink-stained hands running over the smooth leather cover carefully.
Untruth. Legend. The subject of my youth. The Greeks, with Perseus, Icarus who flew too close to the sun, Jason and the Argonauts. Watching it every Easter.
Dreams, visions, fantasy, taken away by science’s empirical data. The Lockness Monster isn’t real, the Lockness isn’t deep enough. The Norse gods aren’t really there, they were just a figment of human imagination. Damn science, you ruin the fun.
“your heart is a myth,” she said, her hand swimmingly lazily through the air in front of her heavily dilated eyes. “it’s not there. just because you feel it moving around doesn’t mean it exists.” her eyes swung over and connected with mine. they were surprisingly lucid. “just because you can feel it doesn’t make it real.”
myths to me are fantastical stories that embody the cultural and spiritual histories of certain peoples. Famous myths that come to mind include stories from Greek mythology, such as Hercules or Jason and the Argonauts.
something that is often attributed to the early stories of the Bible. yet if your really understand early OT/jewish thought, these are not myths but rather stories told in the language of the time and the culture of the people of the OT. Very interesting. numerology is well done too.
Jesus was a myth. As were his predecessors. The only absolute truth is that nothing is absolutely true. We all live, and our lives become our own little myths. But what becomes of our myths when we die?
a time passed, a love that covers the land the places adn people of our ancestors adn wraps them up in stories od super human strength, character adn passion. something that trancendes its own reality to drift into the imortality of our imaginations.
what? yeah. thats what. what it is, i mean, is that indeed. indeed. it is what it is and forever shall be. indeed, indeed, my friend, for sure. it is what it is and never will be anything else. fo real, dawg.
something that isn’t true it’s a story that is probably from the past that has been passed on for generations usually with made up characters and “mythical” creatures. It has to contain a quest and a goal and a hero in order to be extremely interesting when I think of myths I think of
a beautifully crafted story made by the gods, each little piece was knitted together carefully, tis a beautiful story and that makes your ears feel good.
I love myths because it really makes you think and be creative… i love mythology! its great i don care if its true are not..it will always get you thinking and inhance creativity.
What constitutes a myth? Is it our beliefs, our superstitions, or our total outlook on life? Considering that all life is constituted of our perceptions, could not our reality itself be a myth?
It’s a myth that we are what we eat – it’s a myth that women have intuitions – but it isn’t a myth that an apple a day keeps the doctor away. I love myths – I love to hear new myths and wonder about those myths. Sometimes myths are good and make you feel good – but sometimes they confuse you.
urban myths are told during campires under the stars. there once was a racoon who li in the forest and every night he would howl like a wolf. Nowadays every person who camps outside of the forest hears cries of the poor racoon who died of sorrow because he choked on marshmallows.
Myths often occur in society. They are not something to be afraid of however. A myth is typically a figment of someone’s imagination that is loosly based off of the truth. I really like some kinds of myths, especially greek myths.
I like stories. but I like the true kind.
today sucked
shut up
I’ll jam a pen in your aorta
like in girl interrupted
only I know that your aorta is in your chest
reality is a myth and we can choose to be the gods or the fools, but we are all manipulated towards someone else’s end.
dreams, maybe something vitally important that says something about mankind’s hopes and aspirations, fears. Fantasy – mythyical beasts and men of great strength and beauty – superhuman powers.
theres this person under the bridge that woilll come out and ayttack you if you start singin YMCA becuase He absolutely hates that song. he will start by disembowleing you then starty at your toes. once hes finished with your toes he will then suck out your brain through your nose and make a slurpee.
myths are fictional stories. sometimes a myth takes hold in a society and founds their religious beliefs. myths to me are a misleading push from the truth to benefit the myth-giver, and this attitude has founded society since the begining.
Myth a a very cool word. It is like a legend. I took a mythology class once and it kinda sucked cuz the old woman teacher stood at the podium in front of a large audience and mumbled about odysey for like 2 hours every day for a week. oy vey.
fialures of old people to get history down correctly and thereby fucking up their own story. way to be super old dudes. next time try a little harder.
all the beauty and indescribable things in the world can be created and altered in the beauty of a myth. true, they are untruths, but they are also wonderfully indicative of the time and place of their creation.
studying is not a myth. Unless you’re in my geology class, though. then it is most definitely a myth. I’m going to go ace my test and then we’ll see, won’t we? Studying is a myth.
odyssey. made up to explain things that people don’t understand: deadalus and icarus. fly too close to the sun and th wax on their escape-wings melts. dies. the bible.
Myth is fake, not true. a story, something that was created a long time ago. A rumor that has spread through the masses, generation to generation. A fairytale, a bedtime story, an adventure, a fictional story about a great person
you. the words you spoke. the way i tried to feel about you for half a year. the way your lips felt on mine. the sentiments you said you would feel forever. your idea of a relationship. the love we shared.
The book was dusty and torn in more than a few places, pages yellow, thin and greasy from years of handling. With a small smile he closed it, ink-stained hands running over the smooth leather cover carefully.
Myths and Fairy tales always take me to places I want to go. Castles and Misty forests.
Untruth. Legend. The subject of my youth. The Greeks, with Perseus, Icarus who flew too close to the sun, Jason and the Argonauts. Watching it every Easter.
Dreams, visions, fantasy, taken away by science’s empirical data. The Lockness Monster isn’t real, the Lockness isn’t deep enough. The Norse gods aren’t really there, they were just a figment of human imagination. Damn science, you ruin the fun.
“your heart is a myth,” she said, her hand swimmingly lazily through the air in front of her heavily dilated eyes. “it’s not there. just because you feel it moving around doesn’t mean it exists.” her eyes swung over and connected with mine. they were surprisingly lucid. “just because you can feel it doesn’t make it real.”
myth is nothing
only about perspective
differnt persepctive seeing gives rise to a myth
Reading myths was my favorite part of taking Latin in high school :).
Something held to popular belief but is not true.
myths to me are fantastical stories that embody the cultural and spiritual histories of certain peoples. Famous myths that come to mind include stories from Greek mythology, such as Hercules or Jason and the Argonauts.
something that is often attributed to the early stories of the Bible. yet if your really understand early OT/jewish thought, these are not myths but rather stories told in the language of the time and the culture of the people of the OT. Very interesting. numerology is well done too.
Jesus was a myth. As were his predecessors. The only absolute truth is that nothing is absolutely true. We all live, and our lives become our own little myths. But what becomes of our myths when we die?
a time passed, a love that covers the land the places adn people of our ancestors adn wraps them up in stories od super human strength, character adn passion. something that trancendes its own reality to drift into the imortality of our imaginations.
love
what? yeah. thats what. what it is, i mean, is that indeed. indeed. it is what it is and forever shall be. indeed, indeed, my friend, for sure. it is what it is and never will be anything else. fo real, dawg.
something that isn’t true it’s a story that is probably from the past that has been passed on for generations usually with made up characters and “mythical” creatures. It has to contain a quest and a goal and a hero in order to be extremely interesting when I think of myths I think of
a beautifully crafted story made by the gods, each little piece was knitted together carefully, tis a beautiful story and that makes your ears feel good.
a type of story invented by people in the past it is a bit like a fairytale and it is quite magical people used to believe they were true.
I love myths because it really makes you think and be creative… i love mythology! its great i don care if its true are not..it will always get you thinking and inhance creativity.
What constitutes a myth? Is it our beliefs, our superstitions, or our total outlook on life? Considering that all life is constituted of our perceptions, could not our reality itself be a myth?
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Whoever said that there are a million fish in the sea is lying. Sometimes there’s only one fish.
mystery..i don’t know…uuuh..mhm…
greeks
moth
unreliable fairy tales
fairy tales for adults
odd
odd word
unreal
why do people believe in myths?
It’s a myth that we are what we eat – it’s a myth that women have intuitions – but it isn’t a myth that an apple a day keeps the doctor away. I love myths – I love to hear new myths and wonder about those myths. Sometimes myths are good and make you feel good – but sometimes they confuse you.
urban myths are told during campires under the stars. there once was a racoon who li in the forest and every night he would howl like a wolf. Nowadays every person who camps outside of the forest hears cries of the poor racoon who died of sorrow because he choked on marshmallows.
mythbusters, achilleas, athens, athina
Myths often occur in society. They are not something to be afraid of however. A myth is typically a figment of someone’s imagination that is loosly based off of the truth. I really like some kinds of myths, especially greek myths.