words are just a way of expressing what u are thinking about events in your life. But i am sure there are quite many things which simply wording them will not explain the exact feelings, intentions, the writer has. As well said much of life can never be explained but only witnessed.
now is too quick. i dont have enough time to think about now. making a decision right now, in the moment, im too unsure about that. maybe ill regret it, maybe itll be the best decision of my life. but now now is gone. i wish now could be longer, but its not, so maybe i should learn how to take better risks so i can live in the now to its very best.
now is now. it is the current moment. it encompasses the infinitely small amount of stufdf not in the present, or the future. it is perfect. it is eternal, yet at the same time it is non-existant, for how can anything exist if it ois immediately a part of the past. It is impossible, and magical, and crazy.
and now, I am surrounded by noise which distracts me from the task at hand. how is it possible to concentrate when all around is blare and grunt and cries from the man who is white, so white. His hair is a straight as mine was in my youth but my lips were never this bloody.
Now is the time for change. We have been hearing THAT for a while now. Now I need to change. I don’t care about what’s going on in the world right now, I just care about what is going on inside of me right now. Now is the time to do something different. Now, not later, not before, but NOW. Now is the time, and there is no time like now.
now is the time for living, for believing and for not seeking to understand why’s, how’s and other limitations we place upon ourselves. now is the time for being, whoever it is that you are, or want to be. because without the now, the could be no past or future.
two hours from now, i’ll be attempting to sleep, attempting not to think about her and my inability to let go. i’ll be attempting to read, to get my thoughts onto something else, but will fail. but, for now, i’ll just sit.
now i am drinking hot chocolate and it has whipped cream in it. i put extra syrup for maximum chocolate, i now wish i had waited until a commercial cause i missed a lot of funny dane cook jokes. hot choclate is good cause it keeps me warm on these inter days
Now I’m fighting a gross, snotty, congested nose. I hate not being able to breathe. I’d rather have a sore throat, broken wrist, cancer, or whatever. Stupid snot.
the minute the moment the day and days the time or times not yet passed nor arrived obvious facts eluding the playing games the passers passing by
but most important life and existence
My god, now? I have to do this immediately. Don’t stop, the pen flows so they say. Goddamn this punctuation. Errors and a lack of flow impede the will to continue. How to conclude as the bar becomes red? Not much time now as the bar…fills…up.
Now. The present moment. Really, it’s the only one we have. Yesterday, last year, a minute ago — they’re gone, done with. Tomorrow or later today remain out of reach. Now is where we’re meant to live.
Now my boyfriend is reading aloud to his little brother. Now I just found out that school doesn’t start tomorrow, but rather NEXT week, but I already told my boss I can’t work past 4 on mondays and wednesdays. Now I get to sit back, finish my wine, and revel in the fact that I don’t have to work eight hours tomorrow, or go to school.
Don’t look. There’s nobody around. Listen for the sound I told you about: it’s half way between a sigh and a train on tracks, or maybe a laugh and a sob, a scream and the hollows between the ticking of the second hand. Here is comes. That’s it. It’s coming. Now.
I’m sure that now it will be over. Of course, I was sure of that yesterday, and the day before. Maybe I got it wrong. Maybe it never ends but just continues in a long, monotonous train from hell. I’ll never forget and the pain will never go away but I can still hope that maybe now it will all end.
Now that the darkness has faded away, I see a light. I see the shine of your soul in the shroud of my mind. Now I am begging you, begging my only source of vision to stay, for without you I am blind, and the world becomes one darkened blur. Now, all that is left. Now….
it’s all we have. there may be a million nows behind us, but none before so we have to live in that now-love! dance! sing! don’t wait because there may never be another moment like this one! now i know how to live, because i met you and now i love every moment i am with you…
now is the time when we are here and where not there or where not going to be there because now is here and nothing more than that
now is the time for everything but nothing is happening
things have changed and sometimes we break our lips apart to taste the stale syrup air and we wonder “has it been for the better?”
in the beginning your butterfly touch was soft on my sternum and imploring as it trailed across the canvas of a porcelain body but now its lethargic and i wonder if your fingertips are still propelled by need instead of want.
i have already done now, and NOW i want to move on to something else. what about moving this now and making it progress into a later. is later somting that happens in the future or the past…late means in the past…i think, but sometimes i think it’s the future.
now is winter piles of snow lost all hope unless individuals win. now is time to show and see and feel what it is to be just one alone and me
now doesnt exist too fleeting to see.
always a little collection different sized frames for different size pictures
now is the thing, the thing to live in.
Always live in the now. Plan for the later and reflect on the past, but never let them abolish the now, because it’s all you really have in the end. Yesterday you may have been a loner, poor in mind and spirit, but now you can be cherished by all.
“Come here! NOW!” he demanded, his voice loud and angry. she hesitated, afraid of what was to come. “I said now!” he screamed again, his face turning the terrible red color. she hated when he drank. he was always like this.
I would state the overused statement “Time passes for everyone” or something along those lines. However, Einstein did not believe in time. So how is now any different than future or past if time does not exist? For me, time dictates my very movements. Planning ahead for the future or figuring out what to do with my current minute.
right now i’m sitting
staring at the word now
wondering how i get there
and then stay there
then i take a breath
suddenly
i get it
now
truly, that’s all we ever get
I want to do something, now. Now is what we should really worry about, not later, or before. Now is what truly matters. When you think back to before, you wish you could change what you did then, now. Don’t waste precious time. Make now worth living.
then. past and present. there’s nothing about now that i don’t like. except that sometimes it’s not quite as perfect as it could be. that makes me miss the old things, even when i shouldn’t.
Now I don’t know what to say about this word. “Now.” Now is nothing. Waiting for later, waiting for in a few weeks, waiting for tomorrow, waiting for something to happen.
“Nothing happens and nothing happens and nothing happens then suddenly everything happens.”
But now, nothing is happening and I wish everything would.
I am almost thirty years old and it feels like my life is slowly slipping away and heading down that inevitable hill. Check that. Not slwoly. INstead I have this huge boulder on my shoulders that is not helping matters.
words are just a way of expressing what u are thinking about events in your life. But i am sure there are quite many things which simply wording them will not explain the exact feelings, intentions, the writer has. As well said much of life can never be explained but only witnessed.
now is too quick. i dont have enough time to think about now. making a decision right now, in the moment, im too unsure about that. maybe ill regret it, maybe itll be the best decision of my life. but now now is gone. i wish now could be longer, but its not, so maybe i should learn how to take better risks so i can live in the now to its very best.
now is now. it is the current moment. it encompasses the infinitely small amount of stufdf not in the present, or the future. it is perfect. it is eternal, yet at the same time it is non-existant, for how can anything exist if it ois immediately a part of the past. It is impossible, and magical, and crazy.
Now. The time is now.
Stridingg down the hallway, I encountered a queue of people, waiting in line for something. I’ll never know what
I went on.
and now, I am surrounded by noise which distracts me from the task at hand. how is it possible to concentrate when all around is blare and grunt and cries from the man who is white, so white. His hair is a straight as mine was in my youth but my lips were never this bloody.
I need to stimulate myself now. I’m just sitting here, violence on the tv screen. Not sure what I’m saying, I just think time’s running up and snow
Now is the time for change. We have been hearing THAT for a while now. Now I need to change. I don’t care about what’s going on in the world right now, I just care about what is going on inside of me right now. Now is the time to do something different. Now, not later, not before, but NOW. Now is the time, and there is no time like now.
Now by Heyne Kim
is like a stream;
never stops
goes across the time
is like stepping stones;
links to the future and the past
is like a kaleidoscope;
colorful and ever-changing
is like a minute needle;
moves repeatedly, but
brings the change to the future
is like a baby;
so precious
now is the time for living, for believing and for not seeking to understand why’s, how’s and other limitations we place upon ourselves. now is the time for being, whoever it is that you are, or want to be. because without the now, the could be no past or future.
two hours from now, i’ll be attempting to sleep, attempting not to think about her and my inability to let go. i’ll be attempting to read, to get my thoughts onto something else, but will fail. but, for now, i’ll just sit.
Now is a lie. It is never now, because in 5 seconds “now” is 5 seconds ago, how ever now IS now, but no longer now.
now i am drinking hot chocolate and it has whipped cream in it. i put extra syrup for maximum chocolate, i now wish i had waited until a commercial cause i missed a lot of funny dane cook jokes. hot choclate is good cause it keeps me warm on these inter days
Now I’m fighting a gross, snotty, congested nose. I hate not being able to breathe. I’d rather have a sore throat, broken wrist, cancer, or whatever. Stupid snot.
the minute the moment the day and days the time or times not yet passed nor arrived obvious facts eluding the playing games the passers passing by
but most important life and existence
now is fleeting.
My god, now? I have to do this immediately. Don’t stop, the pen flows so they say. Goddamn this punctuation. Errors and a lack of flow impede the will to continue. How to conclude as the bar becomes red? Not much time now as the bar…fills…up.
Now. The present moment. Really, it’s the only one we have. Yesterday, last year, a minute ago — they’re gone, done with. Tomorrow or later today remain out of reach. Now is where we’re meant to live.
Now my boyfriend is reading aloud to his little brother. Now I just found out that school doesn’t start tomorrow, but rather NEXT week, but I already told my boss I can’t work past 4 on mondays and wednesdays. Now I get to sit back, finish my wine, and revel in the fact that I don’t have to work eight hours tomorrow, or go to school.
Don’t look. There’s nobody around. Listen for the sound I told you about: it’s half way between a sigh and a train on tracks, or maybe a laugh and a sob, a scream and the hollows between the ticking of the second hand. Here is comes. That’s it. It’s coming. Now.
I’m sure that now it will be over. Of course, I was sure of that yesterday, and the day before. Maybe I got it wrong. Maybe it never ends but just continues in a long, monotonous train from hell. I’ll never forget and the pain will never go away but I can still hope that maybe now it will all end.
Now that the darkness has faded away, I see a light. I see the shine of your soul in the shroud of my mind. Now I am begging you, begging my only source of vision to stay, for without you I am blind, and the world becomes one darkened blur. Now, all that is left. Now….
it’s all we have. there may be a million nows behind us, but none before so we have to live in that now-love! dance! sing! don’t wait because there may never be another moment like this one! now i know how to live, because i met you and now i love every moment i am with you…
its impossible,
seeing what ive seen,
to doubt the presence of god;
not in the face of autumn.
and then I see things that aren’t really there
now is the time when we are here and where not there or where not going to be there because now is here and nothing more than that
now is the time for everything but nothing is happening
right now, right, fucking, now, bitch
bend over right now
let me put it in your anus right now
lets fuck asses
NOW
things have changed and sometimes we break our lips apart to taste the stale syrup air and we wonder “has it been for the better?”
in the beginning your butterfly touch was soft on my sternum and imploring as it trailed across the canvas of a porcelain body but now its lethargic and i wonder if your fingertips are still propelled by need instead of want.
i have already done now, and NOW i want to move on to something else. what about moving this now and making it progress into a later. is later somting that happens in the future or the past…late means in the past…i think, but sometimes i think it’s the future.
now is winter piles of snow lost all hope unless individuals win. now is time to show and see and feel what it is to be just one alone and me
now doesnt exist too fleeting to see.
always a little collection different sized frames for different size pictures
now is the thing, the thing to live in.
Always live in the now. Plan for the later and reflect on the past, but never let them abolish the now, because it’s all you really have in the end. Yesterday you may have been a loner, poor in mind and spirit, but now you can be cherished by all.
“Come here! NOW!” he demanded, his voice loud and angry. she hesitated, afraid of what was to come. “I said now!” he screamed again, his face turning the terrible red color. she hated when he drank. he was always like this.
that is what it is all about. now. there isn’t any second guessing, no looking to the past or thinking about the future. just focus on the now.
I would state the overused statement “Time passes for everyone” or something along those lines. However, Einstein did not believe in time. So how is now any different than future or past if time does not exist? For me, time dictates my very movements. Planning ahead for the future or figuring out what to do with my current minute.
right now i’m sitting
staring at the word now
wondering how i get there
and then stay there
then i take a breath
suddenly
i get it
now
truly, that’s all we ever get
now is the present. Don’t waste it. Time passes too fast. Act swiftly, before your chances leave.
right now i am writting. Now is the time for change. Now is the time to do what I want and be happy
I want to do something, now. Now is what we should really worry about, not later, or before. Now is what truly matters. When you think back to before, you wish you could change what you did then, now. Don’t waste precious time. Make now worth living.
then. past and present. there’s nothing about now that i don’t like. except that sometimes it’s not quite as perfect as it could be. that makes me miss the old things, even when i shouldn’t.
Now I don’t know what to say about this word. “Now.” Now is nothing. Waiting for later, waiting for in a few weeks, waiting for tomorrow, waiting for something to happen.
“Nothing happens and nothing happens and nothing happens then suddenly everything happens.”
But now, nothing is happening and I wish everything would.
I am almost thirty years old and it feels like my life is slowly slipping away and heading down that inevitable hill. Check that. Not slwoly. INstead I have this huge boulder on my shoulders that is not helping matters.
Now what do I do to stop it?