I wish I could get that patent. Ive been trying for years but the device wont work. The world doesn’t know what they are missing. I just wish I was better at math, maybe then it would work. If only I had of paid more attention to that crazy old math teacher and less to Natasha.
His sweaty palms where trembling as he fiddled with the papers in his hand. He stood outside the oak doors, catching his breath before he stepped into the room where strangers would decide on everything he had ever worked for. All his dreams would be crushed if they decided if they found any flaw in his creation. He opened the door and walked in.
I want to design something amazing. I want to be the inventor of everything good, to be loved by everybody. I want to explain to everybody about everything that I know. To teach. To learn. I want to be the patenter, the patentee, the patent itself. I want to be the one to show what I have learned. And to learn.
a patent can be put on a new invention
you can patent anything
you don’t have to be the inventor just the first to claim it
can give wrong people credit
Originality is ensured. There can be no repeats, to copies, but pure creativity. Never stolen, never borrowed. But the system is flawed. Nothing is original. Everything is previously existing. Nothing is new and nothing is innovation.
television, the light bulb, the telephone. all things that were once way back when were invented. i remember hearing stories about how you had to patent you ideas quickly because people would steal the idea as if it was their own. i find that sooo very rude.
I want a patent for your love
A sticker and a certificate that says it is mine
I want to know that it is only me you love this way
That what we have is special
Rare
I want a patent for your love
A way to show the world how lucky I am
I want to shout at the top of my lungs and proclaim it
That I am yours and you are mine
Forever
I want a patent for your love,
A guarantee that another will not know it as I do
I want to feel safe, but I know the nature of your love
Like a bird over open water
Free
Patent. Kinda sounds like patient. Mental patient? Who knows. Maybe someone was trying to write ‘patient’ and got it wrong and then everyone got their wires crossed. These things happen. Would be very awkward for the person who decided to create a new word out of a typo. Quite amusing really.
patent her booty make sure cluck those cheeks deep beneath her knees and make that shit spring everytime u pound, n shake. we behind the scenes, i gotta intervene and all behind the scenes we put it like it doesn’t seem to the spies. we swear it’s all lies, like a new kid with a crown.
Toys, lots of toys. Toys need to have a patent right? I mean if you create a toy and don’t make a patent, someone will steal your toy. Who wants to have their toy stolen? No one. That would make them a little odd if they did enjoy their toy being stolen. That would be a little masochistic.
“I patented my work just for this reason!” I was shouting now, my chair was flipped over backwards in the wake of my rage.
“Dont worry! We can get this fixed!” He was calm, cool, and I had never hated him more than right now.
to claim something as your own. different things can be patented: inventions, words, phrases, articles of clothing. there is a process to get something patented. once you have something patented it is yours. no one else can make something similar and say it is theirs because you patented it.
“What’s mine is yours. Except for my bra’s, cause they probably don’t fit you. And Ryan. He’s mine. You can’t have him. So….yeah. Everything else though, help yourself!”
I needed to get the patent. If I didn’t apply for a patent, my idea would be stolen. I couldn’t afford that. I needed to get that patent! Money was tight, and if I got my product patented, then I wouldn’t have a problem earning money. I could support my family – my mother, more specifically – and I could bring her happiness. I could bring many people happiness.
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Would it be possible to patent our thoughts? Is it possible to pull the thread painlessly from our minds in all their unsorted and rough, undiscovered nature and glory, trap them in glass bottles that glitter in the sun, and marvel, suspended in awe, as they rattle about desperate to break free. We could revel in the unfiltered joy that comes with being free of the nearly painful restlessness and drive that comes when a thought, or idea is driving you forward, in its desperate quest to be manifested.
Could we patent them then? Carry the varied glass creations, from vials to vases, that our thoughts are encased in to our local patent office and claim a deed and label forever marking them as the scions of our muddled minds, and keeping them forever tied to us with labels under our names. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could patent our thoughts like that?
The patent had cleared all government agencies. The trick now was to make all of the investors believe that the “magical” spot remover actually worked. My plan was divine. All the pieces of the puzzle were coming together nicely. If the investors knew that the real “magic” in the potion was bleach, they’d have my head!
patents remind me of school and my first amendment law class. it was alright i guess. i have no idea what i would ever want to get patented but it would be cool to say that i did one day.
Inventions. When an inventor wants the rights to the invention, to own it. Reminds me of the telegraph and forms of communication, but other randoms inventions as well. Different from copyrighting. If i remember correctly, copyright is given more often than patents.
I patented taking pride in being a loser. I capitalized on my low self-esteem and made it a game, an accomplishment. “I bet I can go longer than you before getting my driver’s license.” “I’m older than all of you and I’m STILL single.” But the sad part is, I’ll never really achieve anything thinking that way.
i think patent is a pretty lame word for the day. it looks like patient, patient, or even patience. any of those would be better, but no, it’s patent. like patent shoes. my patent shoes are boring and black, boring just like this word is boring.
patent sounds like patience, but it’s not. it also looks liek patient, but it’s not. it’s patent. like patent shoes. i have a couple of pairs with patent leather. my favorite are the most simple. black patent leather that i could wear any time i feel boring. or if my outfit is too busy and need something calm on my feet.
That thing that could have gotten my family rich if people weren’t so untrustworthy. “Patent.” Pat-ent. Arg. Even the people at the patent office can not be trusted. Now years later, everywhere I look I see it. It sits racking in the doe and none of it comes back to us. It goes to the thieves that stole the idea back in the 70’s. The liars. The patent employees.
She thought about it for most nights, watching it consume her life. It lie on the table there, sparking and doing odd things; in her sleep when she dreamed she heard the noises it made, but when she came back down during the early parts of the mrning, it always remained silent, always staring at her with that same, blank stare. She tapped the pencil to her chin, looking at the mass of papers on her desk. To patent that thing and to let it loose on the world or to bury it forever, letting it rot with only her nightmares as memories.
patent your self to your work by making sure its your own. patent your ideas. protect them. keep them safe. and make them your own… patent safe document sign legal important
This is my way,
And you can’t steal it,
Can’t take claim,
When I have never even revealed it to you,
That my heart’s desires are mine to admire,
And in your youth,
You never opened yours to anyone,
So why should I do the same?
When all your lies were mine to blame?
This is mine, truly.
something that one gets in order to protect an original idea. or it’s a patent lie. certifiably, completely, and totally patent. patent leather is a common type of shoes that children wear.
patent leather shoes with sparkly pink socks and new-demin-blue capris with the sequin fringe. “i wouldn’t tell you it looked good if it didn’t, sweetheart.” okay, mom.
Charles looked at what he had made. the wings could be bigger, he thought to himself. but he was still proud. they’d all said he couldn’t do it, yet he had. suddenly Chet and his gang rounded the red brick corner of the school. “hey hey hey charlie. looks like your finally finished your fly-ma-giggy.” he and his friends laughed. “should get that patented before someone steals your amazing idea.” more laughter. they were still laughing even as they turned to go. but then a sound filled the air. a whirring, spinning, magic sound. Chet turned around just in time to see Charles, sitting in the seat of his invention, already 20 feet off the ground. Chet’s mouth fell open as he watched Charles fly away in the contraption, and he never came back.
They will not patent the right people. They give credit to the people they think are going to be most famous. The people that will go on the history books without trouble . The ones that slide like butter inn their hands. The ones that won’t mind lying about everything. The government has it’s secrets and it does’nt matter how much you den y it anymore cause it’s true.
a patent is something that’s screwed a lot of inventors and artists out of money, omething one may sell to make money. it’s money, nothing creative about it except the fact that it is a product of capitalism and if we did live in a perfect society there would be no such thing. a sad dark thing.
finally a way to own what you have… your thoughts, ideas, just about anything! unfortunately, also used by not so intelligent individuals and famous people who even try to claim word they use on a constant basis? What have we become? The negative for me is how do you really go about patenting something? It seems like a lot of work… Not so easy to do? Why does my idea take so much to own? Frustrating at best! How do you really go about patenting something? I have many ideas… can i just patent all of them? Where do I go to begin? Who do I need to speak with? Does someone need to approve it? Difficult at best… then again, everything seems to be these days.
If i do patent something, do i have the ability to create it? now the question turns. Who do i market it to? who is willing to help me make my patent a real thing. when does it come to fruition and when can i start reaping the rewards from a great idea that is 100% mine? Patent.
I wish I could get that patent. Ive been trying for years but the device wont work. The world doesn’t know what they are missing. I just wish I was better at math, maybe then it would work. If only I had of paid more attention to that crazy old math teacher and less to Natasha.
copy right
original idea
lucrative
innovative
almost looked like patient
money maker
His sweaty palms where trembling as he fiddled with the papers in his hand. He stood outside the oak doors, catching his breath before he stepped into the room where strangers would decide on everything he had ever worked for. All his dreams would be crushed if they decided if they found any flaw in his creation. He opened the door and walked in.
I want to design something amazing. I want to be the inventor of everything good, to be loved by everybody. I want to explain to everybody about everything that I know. To teach. To learn. I want to be the patenter, the patentee, the patent itself. I want to be the one to show what I have learned. And to learn.
I want to patent disabled people and charge them for living.
a patent can be put on a new invention
you can patent anything
you don’t have to be the inventor just the first to claim it
can give wrong people credit
Originality is ensured. There can be no repeats, to copies, but pure creativity. Never stolen, never borrowed. But the system is flawed. Nothing is original. Everything is previously existing. Nothing is new and nothing is innovation.
television, the light bulb, the telephone. all things that were once way back when were invented. i remember hearing stories about how you had to patent you ideas quickly because people would steal the idea as if it was their own. i find that sooo very rude.
I want a patent for your love
A sticker and a certificate that says it is mine
I want to know that it is only me you love this way
That what we have is special
Rare
I want a patent for your love
A way to show the world how lucky I am
I want to shout at the top of my lungs and proclaim it
That I am yours and you are mine
Forever
I want a patent for your love,
A guarantee that another will not know it as I do
I want to feel safe, but I know the nature of your love
Like a bird over open water
Free
Patent. Kinda sounds like patient. Mental patient? Who knows. Maybe someone was trying to write ‘patient’ and got it wrong and then everyone got their wires crossed. These things happen. Would be very awkward for the person who decided to create a new word out of a typo. Quite amusing really.
patent her booty make sure cluck those cheeks deep beneath her knees and make that shit spring everytime u pound, n shake. we behind the scenes, i gotta intervene and all behind the scenes we put it like it doesn’t seem to the spies. we swear it’s all lies, like a new kid with a crown.
Toys, lots of toys. Toys need to have a patent right? I mean if you create a toy and don’t make a patent, someone will steal your toy. Who wants to have their toy stolen? No one. That would make them a little odd if they did enjoy their toy being stolen. That would be a little masochistic.
“I patented my work just for this reason!” I was shouting now, my chair was flipped over backwards in the wake of my rage.
“Dont worry! We can get this fixed!” He was calm, cool, and I had never hated him more than right now.
Ugly smugly,
all suits and leather and coffee that came from the grinder.
Headed for the files, where the world gathers ideas.
to claim something as your own. different things can be patented: inventions, words, phrases, articles of clothing. there is a process to get something patented. once you have something patented it is yours. no one else can make something similar and say it is theirs because you patented it.
“What’s mine is yours. Except for my bra’s, cause they probably don’t fit you. And Ryan. He’s mine. You can’t have him. So….yeah. Everything else though, help yourself!”
The patent.
I needed to get the patent. If I didn’t apply for a patent, my idea would be stolen. I couldn’t afford that. I needed to get that patent! Money was tight, and if I got my product patented, then I wouldn’t have a problem earning money. I could support my family – my mother, more specifically – and I could bring her happiness. I could bring many people happiness.
A form of intellectual property.
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if you patent an idea, then no one can use it. or a product
or whatever it is.. turns out I don’t know much about the word patent.
i want some waffles!
Would it be possible to patent our thoughts? Is it possible to pull the thread painlessly from our minds in all their unsorted and rough, undiscovered nature and glory, trap them in glass bottles that glitter in the sun, and marvel, suspended in awe, as they rattle about desperate to break free. We could revel in the unfiltered joy that comes with being free of the nearly painful restlessness and drive that comes when a thought, or idea is driving you forward, in its desperate quest to be manifested.
Could we patent them then? Carry the varied glass creations, from vials to vases, that our thoughts are encased in to our local patent office and claim a deed and label forever marking them as the scions of our muddled minds, and keeping them forever tied to us with labels under our names. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could patent our thoughts like that?
The patent had cleared all government agencies. The trick now was to make all of the investors believe that the “magical” spot remover actually worked. My plan was divine. All the pieces of the puzzle were coming together nicely. If the investors knew that the real “magic” in the potion was bleach, they’d have my head!
patents remind me of school and my first amendment law class. it was alright i guess. i have no idea what i would ever want to get patented but it would be cool to say that i did one day.
To patent something is to get copy rights to it and be able to not have other people steel your idea.
Inventions. When an inventor wants the rights to the invention, to own it. Reminds me of the telegraph and forms of communication, but other randoms inventions as well. Different from copyrighting. If i remember correctly, copyright is given more often than patents.
I patented taking pride in being a loser. I capitalized on my low self-esteem and made it a game, an accomplishment. “I bet I can go longer than you before getting my driver’s license.” “I’m older than all of you and I’m STILL single.” But the sad part is, I’ll never really achieve anything thinking that way.
its something you do to declarate you did that original work/idea
i think patent is a pretty lame word for the day. it looks like patient, patient, or even patience. any of those would be better, but no, it’s patent. like patent shoes. my patent shoes are boring and black, boring just like this word is boring.
patent sounds like patience, but it’s not. it also looks liek patient, but it’s not. it’s patent. like patent shoes. i have a couple of pairs with patent leather. my favorite are the most simple. black patent leather that i could wear any time i feel boring. or if my outfit is too busy and need something calm on my feet.
That thing that could have gotten my family rich if people weren’t so untrustworthy. “Patent.” Pat-ent. Arg. Even the people at the patent office can not be trusted. Now years later, everywhere I look I see it. It sits racking in the doe and none of it comes back to us. It goes to the thieves that stole the idea back in the 70’s. The liars. The patent employees.
She thought about it for most nights, watching it consume her life. It lie on the table there, sparking and doing odd things; in her sleep when she dreamed she heard the noises it made, but when she came back down during the early parts of the mrning, it always remained silent, always staring at her with that same, blank stare. She tapped the pencil to her chin, looking at the mass of papers on her desk. To patent that thing and to let it loose on the world or to bury it forever, letting it rot with only her nightmares as memories.
patent your self to your work by making sure its your own. patent your ideas. protect them. keep them safe. and make them your own… patent safe document sign legal important
This is my way,
And you can’t steal it,
Can’t take claim,
When I have never even revealed it to you,
That my heart’s desires are mine to admire,
And in your youth,
You never opened yours to anyone,
So why should I do the same?
When all your lies were mine to blame?
This is mine, truly.
something that one gets in order to protect an original idea. or it’s a patent lie. certifiably, completely, and totally patent. patent leather is a common type of shoes that children wear.
patent leather shoes with sparkly pink socks and new-demin-blue capris with the sequin fringe. “i wouldn’t tell you it looked good if it didn’t, sweetheart.” okay, mom.
Charles looked at what he had made. the wings could be bigger, he thought to himself. but he was still proud. they’d all said he couldn’t do it, yet he had. suddenly Chet and his gang rounded the red brick corner of the school. “hey hey hey charlie. looks like your finally finished your fly-ma-giggy.” he and his friends laughed. “should get that patented before someone steals your amazing idea.” more laughter. they were still laughing even as they turned to go. but then a sound filled the air. a whirring, spinning, magic sound. Chet turned around just in time to see Charles, sitting in the seat of his invention, already 20 feet off the ground. Chet’s mouth fell open as he watched Charles fly away in the contraption, and he never came back.
They will not patent the right people. They give credit to the people they think are going to be most famous. The people that will go on the history books without trouble . The ones that slide like butter inn their hands. The ones that won’t mind lying about everything. The government has it’s secrets and it does’nt matter how much you den y it anymore cause it’s true.
a patent is something that’s screwed a lot of inventors and artists out of money, omething one may sell to make money. it’s money, nothing creative about it except the fact that it is a product of capitalism and if we did live in a perfect society there would be no such thing. a sad dark thing.
finally a way to own what you have… your thoughts, ideas, just about anything! unfortunately, also used by not so intelligent individuals and famous people who even try to claim word they use on a constant basis? What have we become? The negative for me is how do you really go about patenting something? It seems like a lot of work… Not so easy to do? Why does my idea take so much to own? Frustrating at best! How do you really go about patenting something? I have many ideas… can i just patent all of them? Where do I go to begin? Who do I need to speak with? Does someone need to approve it? Difficult at best… then again, everything seems to be these days.
If i do patent something, do i have the ability to create it? now the question turns. Who do i market it to? who is willing to help me make my patent a real thing. when does it come to fruition and when can i start reaping the rewards from a great idea that is 100% mine? Patent.
loud outrageous inventive exciting ownership