I find it somewhat ironic that I chose to try this as a means of venting, or letting out what I’ve bottled inside. And the first word I’m presented with is the one word that sums up the entirety of my problem. There is no solution. Or at least, it’s not apparant to me. I just sit here fumbling for words, any words. I don’t care if they’re the right words, or wrong words. Just something. Anything would be better than coming up so completely empty handed.
they say that if you struggle then that must mean God loves you
i guess thats another way of saying that there is a solution for everything
no longer should we feel the need to weep in pools full of sorrow
but we should rejoice knowing that God never puts us in situations that we can not handle
why worry, after all He has a solution for everything
so many are looking for the solution that exist within…in the wrong places…there is no better reality show than the show that you star in…show up and show out!
There is no solution, there is a problem and I can’t find the end or the means to the end. I’m looking into the void, this gap in my chest with a chasm so far and so deep that it feels like I may have been swallowed up. Solution? The solution is hidden, hidden from my eyes by the problem that lies on my chest keeping me from….
The answer is something i will never know. I hold the problem with me wherever i go. I cant help but notice how badly this is making me suffer. Horribly having all these questions, problems. Yet never a solution.
The solution is not in Obama or Romney. The president is not the solution to the problems that our country is going through. The solution is education, and the correct type of education at that. We are creating a bunch of babies who rely on technology or something. GO OUTSIDE!
Eddy swirled the odd, brownish pink liquid around inside the beaker. When he looked around at everyone else’s project, their liquids were bright blue or vivid green or bubbly pink. What had he done wrong? Then he saw Frank watching him intently, a sneer on his thin lips.
“We can fix this, we can fix this, we can fix this thing,” you say over and over, like we’re not broken beyond repare, like that’s not broken glass on the floor, like that ringing in our ears isn’t the gap between us growing larger.
the solution to life isn’t to do what you think everyone else wants you to do. it is simply to be yourself no matter what and to trust in God. Show the world the beauty of you and share the blessings God has given you. There is no greater joy than this.
solution is solving a problem, finding a resolution. Trial and error, one often needs to make mistakes in order in finding a solution. Often times there can be many solutions; or many different paths to discovering one.
Here’s the solution! that’s what they say on television shows and in the movies. Someone comes running through the door, usually a minor character, “Here’s the solution!” “A-ha! I’ve got it! Here’s the solution!” They’re frantic for a second and everything’s a focused frenzied and then they break it down, how it works and what’s needed next. The problem’s always solved.
The problem was, she didn’t have a solution. All she had was problems and every time she tried to think of an answer to her problems all she was left with was questions and no answers.
Once there was a woman who had a problem. She went to the IGA to find a solution to her problem. She was cooking dinner for her family and friends tonight but she had no idea how to cook. She needed to prove her independence. She found a lean cuisine and copied the picture.
the goal is the solution. The end of the road. The fix for everything. My life is all about solutions because I tend to recognize problems more than things that aren’t broken. I think it’s partly due to my career. After all you need to see the flaws.
My solution while facing mental break downs or all sorts of depression – music. That is the only treatment that ever worked so far. Songs with heavy beats and catchy rhythm can brighten your day, within minutes! It’s magic, I tell ya.
What happens when the littlest time you have to do something becomes the the hardest thing you have to do? Is there acttually a way to find a solution to it? Guessing might not be he best option. Think, use every single knowledge you know about that one thing and figure something out because everyone can do it. Just find the answer to your question.
I think there is always one. Sometimes it’s difficult to see, but still there it is. There they are. Sometimes it’s not the right one. Many to choose from. One to go.
Solution, there are many kinds. There is math solutions, life solutions, other solutions. But they all mean the same thing, to fix, to solve a problem. But are you really solving the problem, or just adding another bandage to the scar.
what a good solution. i just want a solution to my bad day right now. i wish that could happen with the snap of my fingers. but no. unfortunately, it’s not that easy. but one thing i do know, the solution has to be found by yourself and no one can help you. i think i need a starbucks green tea latte to help me. im so tired
Did you ever notice how math problems have have set solutions? Which is weird. Because life isn’t like that at all. And obviously mathematics and life are very different superficially, but are they really that different when you think about it?
Yeah, they probably are…
the answer.uh oh what happened give me an answer i dont know what else to say my phone just hung uprunning out of time need help help help solution how do i fix this equals solution. help to a problem many problems chicken the curser moved my words out of place.
solutions are sometimes complicated. not the solution in general but how to get to it. I’m not just talking like math or science solutions i’m talking like real life stuff. how do you make up your mind? that’s something i’ve always been unsure of which is why i really don’t like myself sometimes.
If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the precipitate!
I’m very good at finding solutions to most problems. I don’t believe that there is a problem without a solution. You simply must search for the answer. What is the solution to the meaning of life? Even such a complex question has a solution… and the answer is apparently 42.
the solution was supposed to dissolve the moderate adhesive with which i’d gllued my first two fingers toether. it wasn’t supposed to do anything else. but then something happened and my finger, well, it changed. it was suddenly imbued with the power to turn anything i touched to solid gold.
Solution is the end. The thing that solves the problem. It makes everything better if the solution is reached. Thinking of the solution and doing it are two different things.
THE CONCEPT OF BEING INVOLVED. CAN YOU SOLVE IT OR ARE YOU THE REASON EVERYONE SEEMS TO HAVE ONE BUT WHY DO WE FEEL WE ALWAYS NEED ONE IT CAN BE YOUR BEGINNING OR END BUT WE ALL HAVE TO HAVE ONE FOR EVERY REASON IN OUR LIVES.
She was gesturing toward the two girls huddled on the couch, clinging to each other. I couldn’t help noticing the scared blue eyes of our teenage daughter, her head nestled against her once-assumed best friend’s bosom.
“I don’t see a problem.”
“Dan,” she spat, “be serious.”
I scowled at her. “What, and you’re not being a total joke?”
I need a solution. For what you may ask? For my itchy thighs. They itch and itch. My poor roommate has to listen to the sound of me itching my thighs every night before bed. Before the end of the term, I won’t have any thighs and my roommate won’t have any sanity left. The clear solution to my problem is either itch cream or a chain saw. I think I like the chain saw idea….
I need to find a solution to my life… everything seems so out of place. I feel so empty and naked as if everyone in this world knows all my deepest secrets and fears… this can’t happen I want my life to be personal, just i’ll know what i fear and feel.
there is a solution to my problem and it only exists in my head
but the solution to get inside is the problem that i have no solution for
I am the entity that carries the answer to all the problems that exists and if this sounds like im repeating
I’m shaking the vial with trembling hands, making sure that not a drop of liquid escapes onto my skin. But the black particles stubbornly remain at the top, separated, taunting me. Just when I think I have finally found a way to make it go into solution, everything falls apart again.
I find it somewhat ironic that I chose to try this as a means of venting, or letting out what I’ve bottled inside. And the first word I’m presented with is the one word that sums up the entirety of my problem. There is no solution. Or at least, it’s not apparant to me. I just sit here fumbling for words, any words. I don’t care if they’re the right words, or wrong words. Just something. Anything would be better than coming up so completely empty handed.
they say that if you struggle then that must mean God loves you
i guess thats another way of saying that there is a solution for everything
no longer should we feel the need to weep in pools full of sorrow
but we should rejoice knowing that God never puts us in situations that we can not handle
why worry, after all He has a solution for everything
so many are looking for the solution that exist within…in the wrong places…there is no better reality show than the show that you star in…show up and show out!
There is no solution, there is a problem and I can’t find the end or the means to the end. I’m looking into the void, this gap in my chest with a chasm so far and so deep that it feels like I may have been swallowed up. Solution? The solution is hidden, hidden from my eyes by the problem that lies on my chest keeping me from….
I was looking at a really hard puzzle and I was struggling to find the solution.
The answer is something i will never know. I hold the problem with me wherever i go. I cant help but notice how badly this is making me suffer. Horribly having all these questions, problems. Yet never a solution.
The solution is not in Obama or Romney. The president is not the solution to the problems that our country is going through. The solution is education, and the correct type of education at that. We are creating a bunch of babies who rely on technology or something. GO OUTSIDE!
Eddy swirled the odd, brownish pink liquid around inside the beaker. When he looked around at everyone else’s project, their liquids were bright blue or vivid green or bubbly pink. What had he done wrong? Then he saw Frank watching him intently, a sneer on his thin lips.
“We can fix this, we can fix this, we can fix this thing,” you say over and over, like we’re not broken beyond repare, like that’s not broken glass on the floor, like that ringing in our ears isn’t the gap between us growing larger.
the solution to life isn’t to do what you think everyone else wants you to do. it is simply to be yourself no matter what and to trust in God. Show the world the beauty of you and share the blessings God has given you. There is no greater joy than this.
solution is solving a problem, finding a resolution. Trial and error, one often needs to make mistakes in order in finding a solution. Often times there can be many solutions; or many different paths to discovering one.
going with it . flowing with it . just you , alone , that your savior just you no one else not me not them just you and you’ll see it.
Here’s the solution! that’s what they say on television shows and in the movies. Someone comes running through the door, usually a minor character, “Here’s the solution!” “A-ha! I’ve got it! Here’s the solution!” They’re frantic for a second and everything’s a focused frenzied and then they break it down, how it works and what’s needed next. The problem’s always solved.
The problem was, she didn’t have a solution. All she had was problems and every time she tried to think of an answer to her problems all she was left with was questions and no answers.
Once there was a woman who had a problem. She went to the IGA to find a solution to her problem. She was cooking dinner for her family and friends tonight but she had no idea how to cook. She needed to prove her independence. She found a lean cuisine and copied the picture.
What will the Buddha say if I tell him I found a solution, a downreaching beauty in Saṃsāra; a deep subcellar of Nirvana.
It’s one of stress and relief, of math and well…math. Oh, and chemistry. : )
2+5/8-4+8×5+7+777777×6-5×0= SOLUTION
the goal is the solution. The end of the road. The fix for everything. My life is all about solutions because I tend to recognize problems more than things that aren’t broken. I think it’s partly due to my career. After all you need to see the flaws.
My solution while facing mental break downs or all sorts of depression – music. That is the only treatment that ever worked so far. Songs with heavy beats and catchy rhythm can brighten your day, within minutes! It’s magic, I tell ya.
What happens when the littlest time you have to do something becomes the the hardest thing you have to do? Is there acttually a way to find a solution to it? Guessing might not be he best option. Think, use every single knowledge you know about that one thing and figure something out because everyone can do it. Just find the answer to your question.
I think there is always one. Sometimes it’s difficult to see, but still there it is. There they are. Sometimes it’s not the right one. Many to choose from. One to go.
Solution, there are many kinds. There is math solutions, life solutions, other solutions. But they all mean the same thing, to fix, to solve a problem. But are you really solving the problem, or just adding another bandage to the scar.
what a good solution. i just want a solution to my bad day right now. i wish that could happen with the snap of my fingers. but no. unfortunately, it’s not that easy. but one thing i do know, the solution has to be found by yourself and no one can help you. i think i need a starbucks green tea latte to help me. im so tired
Did you ever notice how math problems have have set solutions? Which is weird. Because life isn’t like that at all. And obviously mathematics and life are very different superficially, but are they really that different when you think about it?
Yeah, they probably are…
!The solution is quite simple,” he responded. “Simply change the problem!”
the answer.uh oh what happened give me an answer i dont know what else to say my phone just hung uprunning out of time need help help help solution how do i fix this equals solution. help to a problem many problems chicken the curser moved my words out of place.
solutions are sometimes complicated. not the solution in general but how to get to it. I’m not just talking like math or science solutions i’m talking like real life stuff. how do you make up your mind? that’s something i’ve always been unsure of which is why i really don’t like myself sometimes.
If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the precipitate!
I’m very good at finding solutions to most problems. I don’t believe that there is a problem without a solution. You simply must search for the answer. What is the solution to the meaning of life? Even such a complex question has a solution… and the answer is apparently 42.
the solution was supposed to dissolve the moderate adhesive with which i’d gllued my first two fingers toether. it wasn’t supposed to do anything else. but then something happened and my finger, well, it changed. it was suddenly imbued with the power to turn anything i touched to solid gold.
Solution is the end. The thing that solves the problem. It makes everything better if the solution is reached. Thinking of the solution and doing it are two different things.
problem
math
issue
communication
mixture
chemicals
diluted
salt
water
mixed
solve
politics
economics
solute
extra
oversaturated
over
more than
THE CONCEPT OF BEING INVOLVED. CAN YOU SOLVE IT OR ARE YOU THE REASON EVERYONE SEEMS TO HAVE ONE BUT WHY DO WE FEEL WE ALWAYS NEED ONE IT CAN BE YOUR BEGINNING OR END BUT WE ALL HAVE TO HAVE ONE FOR EVERY REASON IN OUR LIVES.
The ultimate solution. The ultimate death.
Problems don’t just solve themselves.
You leave me, left here unsolvable.
Without you there is no equation
“Find a solution to the problem.”
“What problem?”
“This one!”
She was gesturing toward the two girls huddled on the couch, clinging to each other. I couldn’t help noticing the scared blue eyes of our teenage daughter, her head nestled against her once-assumed best friend’s bosom.
“I don’t see a problem.”
“Dan,” she spat, “be serious.”
I scowled at her. “What, and you’re not being a total joke?”
I need a solution. For what you may ask? For my itchy thighs. They itch and itch. My poor roommate has to listen to the sound of me itching my thighs every night before bed. Before the end of the term, I won’t have any thighs and my roommate won’t have any sanity left. The clear solution to my problem is either itch cream or a chain saw. I think I like the chain saw idea….
I need to find a solution to my life… everything seems so out of place. I feel so empty and naked as if everyone in this world knows all my deepest secrets and fears… this can’t happen I want my life to be personal, just i’ll know what i fear and feel.
there is a solution to my problem and it only exists in my head
but the solution to get inside is the problem that i have no solution for
I am the entity that carries the answer to all the problems that exists and if this sounds like im repeating
I’m shaking the vial with trembling hands, making sure that not a drop of liquid escapes onto my skin. But the black particles stubbornly remain at the top, separated, taunting me. Just when I think I have finally found a way to make it go into solution, everything falls apart again.
There is no one solution, if any at all. For every answer you come up with, many more questions follow.