The purple sage was growing everywhere she looked. Fields of it were before her eyes, and she thought for a moment that she was floating upon its waves in the wind.
little elf likes sage.
little elf eats sage.
little elf doesnt know what sage is.
little elf is in your closet.
little elf eats your children…with sage on top.
little elf is in your mind.
little elf likes to rhyme.
sage is a color the rich people paint their walls to match their pillows and couches that happen to be beige that no one can sit on.
perhaps they only paint one wall
perhaps the other wall is filled with ceiling high windows, or a fireplace
not real wood
gas of course
Sage, like the spice? Yes, it has to be a spice, I’m certain I bought a bottle of sage just after Christmas when I tried making stuffing for dinner (without the turkey). Apparently you don’t need a lot of sage in a recipe as it’s quite strong.
i have no idea what the word sage means so im giong to go with the name….
sage is a nice girl, always quietly rhyming to herself though… gets kinda odd but i enjoy it.
i met her at school one breezy afternoon when there was nothing to do but dance.
sage. oh wize wizard, yes? I don’t prefer to think of sages as wise as much as rebellious, to refuse the popular view of what is real and adopt a second. the rest is just theatrics and trying to sway the world that they have it wrong.
Sage is a spice, and it reminds me of that phrase, “Sugar, spice, and everything nice” from the Powerpuff Girls. But I think sage also has a lot of meaning with regard to intelligence. I think Albus Dumbledore is very sagely, although he’s not necessarily a stereotypical academic sage. He did, however, do a lot of research on the uses of dragon’s blood, which is very scientific in nature, and very sagely.
sage green and paint cans knocking over. ghosts in the closet (we used to call them skeletons but then the aunt loved bones too much. for the sake of her soul we switched over to ghosts) and hiding in the attic. they would dress up in my grandmother’s clothes and I always wanted to dress up in them. I named the smallest one Pedro, even though he told me he was 15 and English and couldn’t quite remember how he died.
is a word that refers to someone old, never young. When was the alast time you heard of a young sage, Alain de Botton, he is a philosopher and so doesn’t qualify. All hwe says is “but is it really”, we ll yes it is.
The plant brings rain, perhaps? So they say. They say the blooms mean rain, which is counter intiuvtive, I always thought rain made blooms. It is pretty though, a hopeful plant and a calming name, inviting thoughts of calm green and wisdom. Growth by knowledge, growth by rain.
the colour of rachel’s mom’s house. everything was sage or beige. it matched everything else. the furniture was a set she bought at the village green mall, probably from a friend who recommended it as a reliable store for beige things. rachel’s parents not only passed on daring furniture, but on cable and anything else fun. sage, says boring, to me.
I don’t know anything about sage. Is it a way to mask flavor? A way to enhance it? Seasonings are strange things. Food should be enough without it, but it isn’t. We are not satisfied. It’s like make-up. The most beautiful people don’t need any.
sage brings the good scent of life into my body. my eyes water in disbeleife when the scent fills the air. what life used to be as a child . care free and and just free with no problems and no broken hearts over your lover except when u lost your blanket. sage is what makes me tear and cry for what i once had noe it is gone no matter what i do to try to mae my sage happy.
The house is creaking in the midst of all.
This crazy sentiment of words there; will they begin to fall??
No one through the journey of scary animals begin to call.
Protect the house and carry everything you need over to the wall.
already spoken to the sage with his stereotypical long, long hair and he says that i must do while not doing, be while not being,
burst
and contradict the burst because that is how wisdom works
things ripping and flying and laughing and speaking in nondescript accents and all the while he, the sage, or not the sage, or whoever or whatever the nothingness he contradicts may be (or not be)
so that it is impossible to say a word
and we stay silent.
Sage is a a herb often use to for food stuffing in chickens arses. commonly used in a sentNCE and on the plate with onions. i personally am a fan as far as de herbs go! Thumbs up sage!
Burning sage is one of the rituals I’ve adopted for clearing and preparing a new space for living, and so the smell of sage is a welcoming aroma: reminding me of new adventures, transitions, the excitement of entering and settling into a new space, the zen “begginer’s mind” consciousness of starting something new, open to possibilities, relying on intuition, without the hardened sense of knowingness that comes with time…
this plant. that crawls up on the rocky mountain leaving behind it’s ambiguous smell,
is most endearing. does it have a story? where is it from? how long has it been climbing on this mountain? and how admirable is it’s power to proclame wisdom.
Sage? A colour. A spice. It smells terrible when you burn it. My tribe uses it in many ceremonies and I hate it. I don’t really see the point of Sage. Sage is a colour you paint your walls not burn in an office building.
sage wise words of advice, an old buddhist monk. Wisdom beyond years, prophets, omens, symbols, wrinkles, staff of guidance, a word or three or one hundred. Ignorance is bliss.
sage is what you put into soup and some recipes especially those with chicken or turkey. i am making a chicken soup right now. sage is also what i use to burn and make the room smell nice. i am not sure if it really cleanses the energy but i love how it feels and how it makes me feel when it’s smoking in the marble tray.
The color of his robe could have been, if looked over by a person possessed with a somewhat more than rudimentary understanding of vocabulary, been described as sage. Unfortunately, the man’s own knowledge of language, especially its chromatic aspects, was of a disappointing nature.
green. savory. stuff the turkey with it. wise and old, very old. maybe Asian though could be causasian with long white beard. sits cross legged and never says anything stupid.
Sage, to me, is a color. A light green, pale and peaceful. It’s a color you’d paint a child’s room, maybe a breakfast nook. A breakfast nook – what a quaint notion. If only we could all enjoy our breakfasts in such an ideal space. Right? Isn’t that what sage is? I could be wrong, maybe it’s a bit darker than I’m imagining. I’ll admit it, it’s possible that a lot of things are that way.
There was a woman in my life once who burned sage. She was a native American living in the city, dating a white man. She gave others gifts on her birthday in true native fashion. She was a pagan. She taught me the most important lesson of my life.
It’s been a few years now, and the sage plant is still growing. No love or care is shown to it, yet it manages to hang in there; in the neglected corner of the garden where once it thrived all that time ago.
blackbird singing in the dead of night, sitting among the sage and the savory and the crimson. if you go, let me go, too. if you go, let me go with you.
You thought because I studied philosophers that I wanted to be a sage, when in reality I only wanted to feed my hungry mind.
The purple sage was growing everywhere she looked. Fields of it were before her eyes, and she thought for a moment that she was floating upon its waves in the wind.
little elf likes sage.
little elf eats sage.
little elf doesnt know what sage is.
little elf is in your closet.
little elf eats your children…with sage on top.
little elf is in your mind.
little elf likes to rhyme.
sage smells like jesus and fergie
ha sike i dont know what it smells like (::
sage is a color the rich people paint their walls to match their pillows and couches that happen to be beige that no one can sit on.
perhaps they only paint one wall
perhaps the other wall is filled with ceiling high windows, or a fireplace
not real wood
gas of course
Sage, like the spice? Yes, it has to be a spice, I’m certain I bought a bottle of sage just after Christmas when I tried making stuffing for dinner (without the turkey). Apparently you don’t need a lot of sage in a recipe as it’s quite strong.
when people burn sage it makes my nose burn. I wish i liked it but i dont, maybe ill decorate my house with it, maybe not…
i have no idea what the word sage means so im giong to go with the name….
sage is a nice girl, always quietly rhyming to herself though… gets kinda odd but i enjoy it.
i met her at school one breezy afternoon when there was nothing to do but dance.
sage. oh wize wizard, yes? I don’t prefer to think of sages as wise as much as rebellious, to refuse the popular view of what is real and adopt a second. the rest is just theatrics and trying to sway the world that they have it wrong.
Sage is a spice, and it reminds me of that phrase, “Sugar, spice, and everything nice” from the Powerpuff Girls. But I think sage also has a lot of meaning with regard to intelligence. I think Albus Dumbledore is very sagely, although he’s not necessarily a stereotypical academic sage. He did, however, do a lot of research on the uses of dragon’s blood, which is very scientific in nature, and very sagely.
sage green and paint cans knocking over. ghosts in the closet (we used to call them skeletons but then the aunt loved bones too much. for the sake of her soul we switched over to ghosts) and hiding in the attic. they would dress up in my grandmother’s clothes and I always wanted to dress up in them. I named the smallest one Pedro, even though he told me he was 15 and English and couldn’t quite remember how he died.
is a word that refers to someone old, never young. When was the alast time you heard of a young sage, Alain de Botton, he is a philosopher and so doesn’t qualify. All hwe says is “but is it really”, we ll yes it is.
The plant brings rain, perhaps? So they say. They say the blooms mean rain, which is counter intiuvtive, I always thought rain made blooms. It is pretty though, a hopeful plant and a calming name, inviting thoughts of calm green and wisdom. Growth by knowledge, growth by rain.
green garden wisdom
its gleaming leaves
frame silly gnomes as
secrets hide beneath
the colour of rachel’s mom’s house. everything was sage or beige. it matched everything else. the furniture was a set she bought at the village green mall, probably from a friend who recommended it as a reliable store for beige things. rachel’s parents not only passed on daring furniture, but on cable and anything else fun. sage, says boring, to me.
I don’t know anything about sage. Is it a way to mask flavor? A way to enhance it? Seasonings are strange things. Food should be enough without it, but it isn’t. We are not satisfied. It’s like make-up. The most beautiful people don’t need any.
sage brings the good scent of life into my body. my eyes water in disbeleife when the scent fills the air. what life used to be as a child . care free and and just free with no problems and no broken hearts over your lover except when u lost your blanket. sage is what makes me tear and cry for what i once had noe it is gone no matter what i do to try to mae my sage happy.
The house is creaking in the midst of all.
This crazy sentiment of words there; will they begin to fall??
No one through the journey of scary animals begin to call.
Protect the house and carry everything you need over to the wall.
already spoken to the sage with his stereotypical long, long hair and he says that i must do while not doing, be while not being,
burst
and contradict the burst because that is how wisdom works
things ripping and flying and laughing and speaking in nondescript accents and all the while he, the sage, or not the sage, or whoever or whatever the nothingness he contradicts may be (or not be)
so that it is impossible to say a word
and we stay silent.
Sage is a a herb often use to for food stuffing in chickens arses. commonly used in a sentNCE and on the plate with onions. i personally am a fan as far as de herbs go! Thumbs up sage!
Burning sage is one of the rituals I’ve adopted for clearing and preparing a new space for living, and so the smell of sage is a welcoming aroma: reminding me of new adventures, transitions, the excitement of entering and settling into a new space, the zen “begginer’s mind” consciousness of starting something new, open to possibilities, relying on intuition, without the hardened sense of knowingness that comes with time…
The sages from the Zelda games always seem to creep me out in some way. I don’t know if it is the same for anyone else but yeah.
SAGE GOES IN ALL FIELDS
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this plant. that crawls up on the rocky mountain leaving behind it’s ambiguous smell,
is most endearing. does it have a story? where is it from? how long has it been climbing on this mountain? and how admirable is it’s power to proclame wisdom.
sage in the desert blows with the wind as tumbleweed
sage for the making of turkey dressing
the smell and aroma are very comforting
Sage? A colour. A spice. It smells terrible when you burn it. My tribe uses it in many ceremonies and I hate it. I don’t really see the point of Sage. Sage is a colour you paint your walls not burn in an office building.
sage wise words of advice, an old buddhist monk. Wisdom beyond years, prophets, omens, symbols, wrinkles, staff of guidance, a word or three or one hundred. Ignorance is bliss.
sage is what you put into soup and some recipes especially those with chicken or turkey. i am making a chicken soup right now. sage is also what i use to burn and make the room smell nice. i am not sure if it really cleanses the energy but i love how it feels and how it makes me feel when it’s smoking in the marble tray.
The color of his robe could have been, if looked over by a person possessed with a somewhat more than rudimentary understanding of vocabulary, been described as sage. Unfortunately, the man’s own knowledge of language, especially its chromatic aspects, was of a disappointing nature.
green. savory. stuff the turkey with it. wise and old, very old. maybe Asian though could be causasian with long white beard. sits cross legged and never says anything stupid.
Sage, to me, is a color. A light green, pale and peaceful. It’s a color you’d paint a child’s room, maybe a breakfast nook. A breakfast nook – what a quaint notion. If only we could all enjoy our breakfasts in such an ideal space. Right? Isn’t that what sage is? I could be wrong, maybe it’s a bit darker than I’m imagining. I’ll admit it, it’s possible that a lot of things are that way.
There was a woman in my life once who burned sage. She was a native American living in the city, dating a white man. She gave others gifts on her birthday in true native fashion. She was a pagan. She taught me the most important lesson of my life.
Sage green
Calm like flowers
or doves that float
above the clouds
of darkness and dispair
that hide your heart
There’s strength in sage
if you can find it
and hold on tight
you won’t be left behind
unless you choose a fate
of alonliness
Sage, a herb of wisdom and clarity – used for cleaning an atmosphere of bad vibration and ill intent. The domestos of the spirit world
It’s been a few years now, and the sage plant is still growing. No love or care is shown to it, yet it manages to hang in there; in the neglected corner of the garden where once it thrived all that time ago.
blackbird singing in the dead of night, sitting among the sage and the savory and the crimson. if you go, let me go, too. if you go, let me go with you.
I go this word last time and I would very much enjoy having a different word. Please and thank you.
The wise sage knows nothing is permanent. The earth is merely a stepping stone to something greater.
An herb that is grown in my garden. It is used for flavor and to spice up any dish. It brings out the other flavors in any dish. Great ingredient.
i really cannot remember exactly what sage means. it was a kind of green i suppose but really, i am lost.
what is this word? why there were not any other word that could mean something to me?