the man changes his environment. he makes use of natural potions and drugs to turn everyone into birds. he gathers up the birds and ties them all to a piece of handmade
A wise woman my mother was. She’d never describe herself as having the wisdom of a sage, but she did. She described it as common sense. That is was, but through my life I learned that her advice was sage! She taught me to believe in myself. Trust myself. Know that I was a good person. I knew I was because she was good. And she was my role model.
when i was younger I would play Legend of Zelda and that was the first time I heard the word sage. Prior to then I always thought it was only a color. In my opinion I would be very happy to be known as a sage. being known as a sage would be a high honor.
If I want to work with my finances, I might use Sage, but it’s a costly application. I suppose one could liken it to consulting a sage when you need a wise decision
green. the color of nature. the color of envy. the color of greed. sage reminds me of an old woman for some reason. someone wise. someone who isn’t envious. someone who’s experienced enough to get past greed.
A wise woman my mother was. She’d never describe herself as having the wisdom of a sage, but she did. She described it as common sense. That is was, but through my life I learned that her advice was sage! She taught me to believe in myself. Trust myself. Know that I was a good person. I knew I was because she was good. And she was my role model.
Knowledge is power and power is knowledge. Sages know this, and so gain power as they learn. Learn about the world, people, themselves. Power comes from within, it is harnessed by those without. Grow, learn, gain. Become sagely.
Sage is a man, an old man. One who is wise and has seen many a day. Lonely days, yes, but days that have been filled to the brink with knowledge. How else would one become such a sage? No one else sees this man, and he can’t share his knowledge with them. He cries at night, the sad nights, in his old house, alone.
sage was a very cute and pretty little man, very knowlodgeable – or so he thought. In reality, he was just another poor nowhere man who didn’t even like the Beatles.
We could use more of these in the west. Unfortunately, here, wisdom must be bought, and no one pays well enough for learning. We’ll learn our lesson eventually. I await the collapse.
He reached the pinnacle of the mountain, and there he was — the Sage, who looked to be about two hundred years old and was sitting in lotus position watching the clouds. “I’ve been expecting you,” he said, “but I didn’t expect you would take this long.”
sage is something that they gave the baby Jesus and I suppose it must a a spice that was rare or maybe it kept their dingo from going bad. What was is they ate back then, anyways? Probably seasoned a lot of their bread and fish with dirt. I wonder if it made it taste better.
I’m not fully clear on the full definition of a sage.
At least i think a definition might be what this site is looking for?
However, a sage is something along the lines of a hermit. One who seeks some kind of spiritual enlightenment to better themselves.
He looked upon the night sky and wished to lay among the stars. They stretched out in every direction for some unfathomable distance, one with no end. He could never hope to fully grasp the enormity of the heavens. He had this same sort of feeling about the breadth of his own life, except that he knew that unlike the stars, it had an end. He could not see it, but could feel that it was there somewhere in the distance. He was no sage.
an old sage once told me that wisdom comes with time. do not expect to have all the answers now… at your age. you are still learning… still trying to find yourself. still unaware of your surroundings.
The sage chuckled softly to himself, his fingers curled tightly around his tome. He was… oddly cheerful, despite the heavy rains beating down on his back.
Finally, he had the chance to prove himself to the one that he loved. It brought him great joy and happiness.
i don’t know what sage it’s at all, im danish, not that good at english, so i have absolutely no idea. i wish i knew what it was so i could write about it, but i have no freakin’ idea. it could be nice to write about sage. for me it sound like .. another word for shit or something.. wow, know i feal like eating sushi.. mmmm..
was a dog that a friend of mine owed. It alwats had ear problems. At first i was pretty annoyed with this dog. Later on i become fond of her. She was a labradoodle. My friend has since broken up with his gf and she took the dog. Whore
I smell it. I call her. In this age, I do not reverse. Moving forward with blues and scents so old. We avoided the bumps in copying the swallow. Age. Age.
Smells good and looks pretty. Can be used as a spice in recipies. I was in Sage den in my cabin Chapparell in 6th grade camp, which I loved, and no one else did. I planted sage in elementary school at Tecalote Park, where my brother used to play baseball.
a wise man. an old wise man with life experience who walked the halls of an ivy league school and graduated magna cum laude. he lives, but is not alive.
i don’t really know what this means it just makes me think of i think a herb or spice i’m not really sure though sorry i can’t really be any help for this word it’s probably not a good thing that i have no idea what sage is. it really could be it i’m not sure though what this is!!!! hahah whatever..sage haha :) yayyy almost done
we’re listening to music. I’m yours/over the rainbow.
i’m avoiding writing about sage because i really have no idea what it is and have no intentions of really writing ABOUT it. just writing about what i don’t know about it.
my sister did this earlier.
not sure what else to write about.
i don’t understand the word and nor do i think that i ever need to really understand it.
sage is an herb. it smells good and i wish i had some now to smell. you can use it in cooking and it will bring flavor to all your delicious meals. pair it with chicken and rice. well happy cooking!!
the man changes his environment. he makes use of natural potions and drugs to turn everyone into birds. he gathers up the birds and ties them all to a piece of handmade
A wise woman my mother was. She’d never describe herself as having the wisdom of a sage, but she did. She described it as common sense. That is was, but through my life I learned that her advice was sage! She taught me to believe in myself. Trust myself. Know that I was a good person. I knew I was because she was good. And she was my role model.
when i was younger I would play Legend of Zelda and that was the first time I heard the word sage. Prior to then I always thought it was only a color. In my opinion I would be very happy to be known as a sage. being known as a sage would be a high honor.
Sage: the color of the earth
If I want to work with my finances, I might use Sage, but it’s a costly application. I suppose one could liken it to consulting a sage when you need a wise decision
green. the color of nature. the color of envy. the color of greed. sage reminds me of an old woman for some reason. someone wise. someone who isn’t envious. someone who’s experienced enough to get past greed.
I cooked a beautiful oven roast pork loin with sage and garlic. The guests were welcomed with the aromatic smell.
A wise woman my mother was. She’d never describe herself as having the wisdom of a sage, but she did. She described it as common sense. That is was, but through my life I learned that her advice was sage! She taught me to believe in myself. Trust myself. Know that I was a good person. I knew I was because she was good. And she was my role model.
Knowledge is power and power is knowledge. Sages know this, and so gain power as they learn. Learn about the world, people, themselves. Power comes from within, it is harnessed by those without. Grow, learn, gain. Become sagely.
as i drifted through the forest, the savory smell of sage lifted me off my feet and into the clouds
Sage is a man, an old man. One who is wise and has seen many a day. Lonely days, yes, but days that have been filled to the brink with knowledge. How else would one become such a sage? No one else sees this man, and he can’t share his knowledge with them. He cries at night, the sad nights, in his old house, alone.
sage was a very cute and pretty little man, very knowlodgeable – or so he thought. In reality, he was just another poor nowhere man who didn’t even like the Beatles.
We could use more of these in the west. Unfortunately, here, wisdom must be bought, and no one pays well enough for learning. We’ll learn our lesson eventually. I await the collapse.
He reached the pinnacle of the mountain, and there he was — the Sage, who looked to be about two hundred years old and was sitting in lotus position watching the clouds. “I’ve been expecting you,” he said, “but I didn’t expect you would take this long.”
sage is something that they gave the baby Jesus and I suppose it must a a spice that was rare or maybe it kept their dingo from going bad. What was is they ate back then, anyways? Probably seasoned a lot of their bread and fish with dirt. I wonder if it made it taste better.
I’m not fully clear on the full definition of a sage.
At least i think a definition might be what this site is looking for?
However, a sage is something along the lines of a hermit. One who seeks some kind of spiritual enlightenment to better themselves.
He looked upon the night sky and wished to lay among the stars. They stretched out in every direction for some unfathomable distance, one with no end. He could never hope to fully grasp the enormity of the heavens. He had this same sort of feeling about the breadth of his own life, except that he knew that unlike the stars, it had an end. He could not see it, but could feel that it was there somewhere in the distance. He was no sage.
an old sage once told me that wisdom comes with time. do not expect to have all the answers now… at your age. you are still learning… still trying to find yourself. still unaware of your surroundings.
The sage chuckled softly to himself, his fingers curled tightly around his tome. He was… oddly cheerful, despite the heavy rains beating down on his back.
Finally, he had the chance to prove himself to the one that he loved. It brought him great joy and happiness.
steele. espn.
parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Remember me, for one who lives there. She was a true love of mine
i don’t know what sage it’s at all, im danish, not that good at english, so i have absolutely no idea. i wish i knew what it was so i could write about it, but i have no freakin’ idea. it could be nice to write about sage. for me it sound like .. another word for shit or something.. wow, know i feal like eating sushi.. mmmm..
smells good I think….I don’t want to go to a party.
that’s my name don’t wear it out. I lose. Rhymes with RAGE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARG
asdae
i had WAY to much sage stuffing for lunch…what was I to do that was all that was in the cupboard>>??
green
smell
pretty
olive
blueish
herb
was a dog that a friend of mine owed. It alwats had ear problems. At first i was pretty annoyed with this dog. Later on i become fond of her. She was a labradoodle. My friend has since broken up with his gf and she took the dog. Whore
plant
somewhere in my spice rack lays this odd spice. i never use it though, it’s kinda sketchy.
flower i think? not sure. reminds me of christmas, of the holidays. red, auburn, dark. bloody color.
I smell it. I call her. In this age, I do not reverse. Moving forward with blues and scents so old. We avoided the bumps in copying the swallow. Age. Age.
sage is a color, a spice, and a smart smart person
Smells good and looks pretty. Can be used as a spice in recipies. I was in Sage den in my cabin Chapparell in 6th grade camp, which I loved, and no one else did. I planted sage in elementary school at Tecalote Park, where my brother used to play baseball.
a plant or a very wise person. tasty either way.
a wise man. an old wise man with life experience who walked the halls of an ivy league school and graduated magna cum laude. he lives, but is not alive.
i don’t really know what this means it just makes me think of i think a herb or spice i’m not really sure though sorry i can’t really be any help for this word it’s probably not a good thing that i have no idea what sage is. it really could be it i’m not sure though what this is!!!! hahah whatever..sage haha :) yayyy almost done
this is the color of something? haha i have no idea
we’re listening to music. I’m yours/over the rainbow.
i’m avoiding writing about sage because i really have no idea what it is and have no intentions of really writing ABOUT it. just writing about what i don’t know about it.
my sister did this earlier.
not sure what else to write about.
i don’t understand the word and nor do i think that i ever need to really understand it.
sage is an herb. it smells good and i wish i had some now to smell. you can use it in cooking and it will bring flavor to all your delicious meals. pair it with chicken and rice. well happy cooking!!
sage. shes a girl. shes preganent