Towers are for dorks! he exclamed in a firey rage. why would a man of my stature even concider such an idea of living in a tower. you think i have no taste? you think i have the brain worms?
Buildings and bridges are made to bend in the wind… so goes teh song by ANi Difranco. Ilike this because it makes me think about flexibility needed in order for power to be effective. Rigidity leads to collapse when there is stress – and there is always stress.
Tower over me. Hold me in your arms. That’s what she said. That was what I always dreamed about. I’m about five feet. Tower over her. Hold her. Impossible. A dream. And only that.
A tower of fears that build p everyday.
They just get taller the more you run away. ‘
Never dealing with them doesn’t cause them to go away.
Your just creating a bigger problem for another day.
The man gazed up at the high-rising tower. Somewhere up there was his wife–and the man who had taken her. He grabbed the briefcase and quickly begin to ascend the stairs, being careful so as not to aggravate the gun resting in the back of his pants.
climbing.
always making my way up.
building it farther
higher off the ground.
but the wind,
the winds of time,
of change,
come to destroy the fragile structure.
but you,
the foundation,
hold it in place.
when she put on those boots, the ones with the three inch heels and the two inch platforms she became a human tower, not a dainty spindle, not a minarette, a tower–solid and built for war.
the tower of babel is in the middle of the garden of the city of the great king poppadopolos, where he likes to sit and read fairy tales like alice in wonderland and such nonsense.
Tower of Flower- the most impetuous hippie organization. from the hair to there Birkenstock heels. nothing can invoke the fears. but the Tower of Flower.
a black tower in the darkest of night with a moon hanging about it holds a small little girl with large pale eyes. She sits all alone in her silver dress wishing for the perpetual night to end. She sits on a stool made of ebony as her silvery white hair cascades down her back.
a tower is tall and can be important. It can carry people working to better there, or there families lives. It can also house people who dont care and just want to be. It can hold important facts and papers or just be something beautiful to look at. It can be a business or part of a fairy tale. Princess or lawyers can be inside towers, with stories very diferent or similar.
A tower is like a penis. Full and erect, towering over the peasant village folk. Which when it is angry it throws forth a deluge in which to drown out the unrighteous! And they’re tall and stuff with people watching from them… Watching your every move!
The tower in which I stand holds me captive, My love waits below I hold out my arms and dive. Never have a felt so free, free to be my self and to be loved. As I fall to his catch that one mistakes, He missed
The shoplifters stood beside a building and waited as the shadow towered above them. The dogs barking and the sound of sirens wailing made them dig themselves farther into the shadows.
The lies towered above me, and i was afraid that they were going to collapse… leaving me crushed underneath them. I built them, these horrifyingly tall towers. It’s my fault.
tower reminds me of the lady of shallot by lord alfred tennyson. I can identify with the lady and how she is incarcerated in the tower spinning a yarn and dreams.
Tower spells are essential to the modern wizard. They do exactly as their name implies – they create a magical defensive tower in strategic places and ward off attacks by opposing wizards.
american cultural values tower over me. they diminish the values I hold for myself and make me question my own thoughts. but at the end of the day, their gigantic frames reflect materialism and superficial qualities. they are as fake as my mom’s breasts.
Simtower was one of my favorite games of all time. I was so stoked when my 10 year old self managed to achieve the tower rating and place the chapel at the 100th floor…but then I realized I had very little to do afterwards
She sat in her cold, metal seat looking across the vast expanse of the city before her, staring down at the thousands of tiny grey people shuffling through the streets. She couldn’t help but feel that everything had become so clinical, so insensitive. Looking across the concrete floor to the desk at which he sat, scribbling whatever it was they were always scribbling on the numerous forms before putting them into one of the numerous files, she felt it burning up inside her. She was fed up of being one of those people, of being just a number. She wanted to see color again, she wanted her life back.
i think about the sears tower or trump tower i guess… what is this for? what ever OOH and the tower of london. WORD ASSOCIATION. what about jumping from the top of a tower… thats fun too. suicide.
She sat in her cold, metal seat looking across the vast expanse of the city before her, staring down at the thousands of tiny grey people shuffling through the streets. She couldn’t help but feel that everything had become so clinical, so insensitive. Looking across the concrete floor to the desk at which he sat, scribbling whatever it was they were always scribbling on the numerous forms before putting them into one of the numerous files, she felt it burning up inside her. She was fed up of being one of those people, of being just a number. She wanted to see color again, she wanted her life back.
the tower, from several miles away, looked emense nonetheless. its imposing height left one with a sense of wonder and awe. unfortunately, the theif’s body hanging from it drew away from its splendor.
The tower is, how do you say, a symbol, not an object. A tower does not defend us; we meerly knock it down. A tower does not comfort us; giant penis’ in the sky don’t do anything. No, its the sense of safety, the nostalgia for days of yore, that we hold so dearly our towers.
A tower is a building designed specifically for height. Towers first appeared in early history for defense, and are now also used for viewing and other recreational purposes.
How much longer until the top? Fat girls were not meant to come into contact with this many stairs. Elevators were invented for this very purpose, to keep plump people from dying halfway up a 20 story building.
She had known the tower was there her whole life. Never had she ventured close to it, it was too strange, too unknown.
But now as she peered out her window at the monstrous shadow the thing cast, she knew it was time to find out.
ever heard of rapunzel. yeah, that chick. the one with the long golden hair. You’ve all heard her story, locked up in a tower and her prince saves her yada yada… thats not real life. If it were real life she would be stuck there for ever and ever and eventually her long golden locks would fall from her head and she would die. Cos’ thats life, it sucks.
In my home town there is a tower, it’s magical. You can see the whole city from there, it’s like an ancient world from up there, looking through a loop,when everything seems so little, in the past. You can imagine the past lives of those people and places.
when we climb it’s not a matter of fear. just getting to the top to have a smoke and see the skyline. with each other. without each other we wouldn’t be climbing any damn towers.
Towers are for dorks! he exclamed in a firey rage. why would a man of my stature even concider such an idea of living in a tower. you think i have no taste? you think i have the brain worms?
tower
what a load of shit. i fucking hate towers, so high off the ground. have to climb loads of stairs and shit. i say fuck towers
Buildings and bridges are made to bend in the wind… so goes teh song by ANi Difranco. Ilike this because it makes me think about flexibility needed in order for power to be effective. Rigidity leads to collapse when there is stress – and there is always stress.
Tower over me. Hold me in your arms. That’s what she said. That was what I always dreamed about. I’m about five feet. Tower over her. Hold her. Impossible. A dream. And only that.
A tower of fears that build p everyday.
They just get taller the more you run away. ‘
Never dealing with them doesn’t cause them to go away.
Your just creating a bigger problem for another day.
The man gazed up at the high-rising tower. Somewhere up there was his wife–and the man who had taken her. He grabbed the briefcase and quickly begin to ascend the stairs, being careful so as not to aggravate the gun resting in the back of his pants.
climbing.
always making my way up.
building it farther
higher off the ground.
but the wind,
the winds of time,
of change,
come to destroy the fragile structure.
but you,
the foundation,
hold it in place.
when she put on those boots, the ones with the three inch heels and the two inch platforms she became a human tower, not a dainty spindle, not a minarette, a tower–solid and built for war.
Standing atop the tower
We all look down
Down on each other
Each of us,
Feeling supiror atop the tower.
Standing atop the tower,
We all look up higher,
Willing ourselves better
Better than the rest
Standing atop the tower.
the tower of babel is in the middle of the garden of the city of the great king poppadopolos, where he likes to sit and read fairy tales like alice in wonderland and such nonsense.
The tower was dark and quiet under the moonlight with only the sound of silence surrounding it.
Tower of Flower- the most impetuous hippie organization. from the hair to there Birkenstock heels. nothing can invoke the fears. but the Tower of Flower.
a black tower in the darkest of night with a moon hanging about it holds a small little girl with large pale eyes. She sits all alone in her silver dress wishing for the perpetual night to end. She sits on a stool made of ebony as her silvery white hair cascades down her back.
a tower is tall and can be important. It can carry people working to better there, or there families lives. It can also house people who dont care and just want to be. It can hold important facts and papers or just be something beautiful to look at. It can be a business or part of a fairy tale. Princess or lawyers can be inside towers, with stories very diferent or similar.
A tower is like a penis. Full and erect, towering over the peasant village folk. Which when it is angry it throws forth a deluge in which to drown out the unrighteous! And they’re tall and stuff with people watching from them… Watching your every move!
my name is renata, i’m so nervous ’cause the time is so fast, and I don’t know what I write, oh my god. So, its so funny and inteligent I love it.
The tower in which I stand holds me captive, My love waits below I hold out my arms and dive. Never have a felt so free, free to be my self and to be loved. As I fall to his catch that one mistakes, He missed
ive been to the empire sate tower b4 its so big my bro as been to sears towers too
The shoplifters stood beside a building and waited as the shadow towered above them. The dogs barking and the sound of sirens wailing made them dig themselves farther into the shadows.
tall. powerful. serene. majestical spire of conformed rock. told to stand in ways more perfected yet not necessarily picturesque.
The lies towered above me, and i was afraid that they were going to collapse… leaving me crushed underneath them. I built them, these horrifyingly tall towers. It’s my fault.
tower reminds me of the lady of shallot by lord alfred tennyson. I can identify with the lady and how she is incarcerated in the tower spinning a yarn and dreams.
Tower spells are essential to the modern wizard. They do exactly as their name implies – they create a magical defensive tower in strategic places and ward off attacks by opposing wizards.
american cultural values tower over me. they diminish the values I hold for myself and make me question my own thoughts. but at the end of the day, their gigantic frames reflect materialism and superficial qualities. they are as fake as my mom’s breasts.
The tower came down in a heap. Scared, mad, uncertain – that’s what I felt.
Simtower was one of my favorite games of all time. I was so stoked when my 10 year old self managed to achieve the tower rating and place the chapel at the 100th floor…but then I realized I had very little to do afterwards
She sat in her cold, metal seat looking across the vast expanse of the city before her, staring down at the thousands of tiny grey people shuffling through the streets. She couldn’t help but feel that everything had become so clinical, so insensitive. Looking across the concrete floor to the desk at which he sat, scribbling whatever it was they were always scribbling on the numerous forms before putting them into one of the numerous files, she felt it burning up inside her. She was fed up of being one of those people, of being just a number. She wanted to see color again, she wanted her life back.
i think about the sears tower or trump tower i guess… what is this for? what ever OOH and the tower of london. WORD ASSOCIATION. what about jumping from the top of a tower… thats fun too. suicide.
yep.
She sat in her cold, metal seat looking across the vast expanse of the city before her, staring down at the thousands of tiny grey people shuffling through the streets. She couldn’t help but feel that everything had become so clinical, so insensitive. Looking across the concrete floor to the desk at which he sat, scribbling whatever it was they were always scribbling on the numerous forms before putting them into one of the numerous files, she felt it burning up inside her. She was fed up of being one of those people, of being just a number. She wanted to see color again, she wanted her life back.
“The Great Tower of Ede,” he murmured. “You must… go… and…”
He winced, holding a hand to his side.
“No, I’m not leaving you!” She growled, her hands already glowing with healing mana.
“You have to go!” He hissed from the pain. “Shana, you’re the only one who can do this!”
“But–“
“GO.”
the tower, from several miles away, looked emense nonetheless. its imposing height left one with a sense of wonder and awe. unfortunately, the theif’s body hanging from it drew away from its splendor.
The tower is, how do you say, a symbol, not an object. A tower does not defend us; we meerly knock it down. A tower does not comfort us; giant penis’ in the sky don’t do anything. No, its the sense of safety, the nostalgia for days of yore, that we hold so dearly our towers.
A tower is a building designed specifically for height. Towers first appeared in early history for defense, and are now also used for viewing and other recreational purposes.
How much longer until the top? Fat girls were not meant to come into contact with this many stairs. Elevators were invented for this very purpose, to keep plump people from dying halfway up a 20 story building.
Clock towers are meant to announce time to all.
The tower to my heart is very steep, though if you want to climb it, all you have to do is try to know me.
She had known the tower was there her whole life. Never had she ventured close to it, it was too strange, too unknown.
But now as she peered out her window at the monstrous shadow the thing cast, she knew it was time to find out.
ever heard of rapunzel. yeah, that chick. the one with the long golden hair. You’ve all heard her story, locked up in a tower and her prince saves her yada yada… thats not real life. If it were real life she would be stuck there for ever and ever and eventually her long golden locks would fall from her head and she would die. Cos’ thats life, it sucks.
In my home town there is a tower, it’s magical. You can see the whole city from there, it’s like an ancient world from up there, looking through a loop,when everything seems so little, in the past. You can imagine the past lives of those people and places.
when we climb it’s not a matter of fear. just getting to the top to have a smoke and see the skyline. with each other. without each other we wouldn’t be climbing any damn towers.