September 7th, 2011 | 274 Entries

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274 Entries for “existence”

  1. It’s real
    It’s alive
    It’s around me
    It’s is meaningful to my life

    By Test on 09.07.2011

  2. I feel like this is where I’ve been trying to get to my entire life. I had no real existence before now. It was all just life lessons for me to reach the pinnacle of my being and the rest of my days
    …with you.

    By B. Green URL on 09.07.2011

  3. Standing at the edge of the ocean, alone, looking outward taking in the breeze of the ocean. My existence reaches my sould and just by looking at the blue sea I feel so alive.

    By Mayra URL on 09.07.2011

  4. In the beginning there were ideas, barely whispers of thought. Then you said, “this is so boring!” and shook the board, restarting everything and bringing whole new worlds into existence.

    By emmystrange URL on 09.07.2011

  5. The existence of you is a miracle to me. You walked into my life at a time when I was dazed and confused. Your kindness and generosity continue to amaze me. The way you pop big words into your conversation every once in a while is so endearing. I am so blessed to be your wife. Loving you is a privilege. I still get dazed and confused, but not so often!

    By Carol Bailey Floyd URL on 09.07.2011

  6. Existence is relative to me, as there are many personalities, some days you exist as a good girl, then as a bad girl, then you might die and cease to exist at all. Enjoy life darling.

    By Shiriusa URL on 09.07.2011

  7. It was the only thing that mattered now.. Existence. Survival. I couldn’t be rescued if I was here to be rescued. I reined in my fear and settled down to the task at hand. Existing.

    By jasmith URL on 09.07.2011

  8. I suddenly knew my entire existence was going to be at risk the second I hit the trigger. I knew the cost of the price I was going to pay if I killed this murderer. But I knew that Marshal’s time was up. It was his turn to pay for the murder of my family. And I was the one to deliver the sweet revenge.

    By misnia URL on 09.07.2011

  9. the air, food , interation, reality, and countlesss more attriubtes are all a party of existence. The state of being alive. Being in one place where you are part of other things around you. Existence is fatally vital to human life, if one does not exist then they are vacant minded, inviibsle , nothing. Any living, breathing, interacting organism is included in some type of existence in a certain habitiat. For a mamal to merely cut off existence, either socially, health wise, spirtually, or any other cruciall manner; a huge gap will be missing in the most elegant, valuable importance….life

    By Milad URL on 09.07.2011

  10. Zarathustra sat cross-legged on a lotus blossom as it drifted through space. Soon, he was near the orbit of Earth.

    “Man thinks erroneously that there is no gravity in space,” he spake.

    He opened his hand to reveal another small lotus in his palm.

    “The reality is that floating only brings you closer to the source of attraction.”

    By Karsh URL on 09.07.2011

  11. The nature of my existence has never puzzled me. I am here by my parent’s volition, and that doesn’t confound me. I’ve always felt that life is pointless, but its never bothered me. That’s my weighty philosophic thought for the day.

    By dan URL on 09.07.2011

  12. To live or to exist? On this plane of existence, things are complicated. Not so easy to live. To exist just automatic, elastic, ever-stretching. The level plane of existence – we all exist. We eat, sleep, breathe, die. Focus on the motions, not the moments or the meanings.

    By siobhan347 URL on 09.07.2011

  13. He sat in the coil. Mortally wounded, his flesh fell out upon the earth, creating existence. His cells became persons who wandered and walked in their consciousness derived from his own membranous thoughts. They were one with him in his mortal wounds, his mortal peril, his broken, dying, immortality. They were his life force and they stole it away.

    By s.e.cates URL on 09.07.2011

  14. The insect woke and stretched its legs. It sat upon a twig to warm before it began it daily search for food.

    By H URL on 09.07.2011

  15. I don’t think I ever questioned why I existed. I always questioned if I existed.

    I always was that freak in high school.

    By Margy URL on 09.07.2011

  16. It was the first time he had brought a being into existence, and now it looked like it would be the last. He pounded on the door furiously, willing them to let her out. But he knew it was hopeless. Soon Major was there, with a hand on his shoulder.

    By MoeMasterMighty URL on 09.07.2011

  17. She existed between moments, breathing in the held breaths to try and capture attention. The glint of the eye, the flick of a wrist. She watched the things that make us human and longed to become as one. it is without permission that humanity begins unshakable and determined. Though that is a fabrication of human ego. She waited between moments with all the other corpses, the children, the infants, those who sat on eager edges for life to let them in.

    By s.e.cates URL on 09.07.2011

  18. What is existence? Just to be alive or should it give a sense of purpose and a joy from day to day? To be is not just to be. Or at least it should not be!

    By H URL on 09.07.2011

  19. what could my existence be
    why could i be here if i am to be forgoten about and decieved
    why am i hear if only to breathe and eat
    i don’t get it
    if i have no purpose
    then why am i here
    i’m unsure of my existence
    so i guess i don’t deserve to exist

    By celeste cervantes URL on 09.07.2011

  20. Existence.What a funny thing it is. Just milling around space, hoping that at some point we figure out where we’re supposed to be. We put ourselves in places only to find out that we don’t quite fit. So we push. And push. And push. And then we quit. Because after a while we learn that trying is pointless.

    By china URL on 09.07.2011

  21. humans exist for over million years but dinasors died million years befor and don’t exist any more.

    By ali on 09.07.2011

  22. Existence. Ex is tence. My ex is tense. He’s staring me down as I pass him in the hallways, watching me smile as I hug another boy. I feel his brooding thoughts burning into my head. But its not my fault. It never was.

    By MoeMasterMighty URL on 09.07.2011

  23. тяжко

    By miora on 09.07.2011

  24. live, breathe and take it all in. Don’t waste time worrying, trying, hoping, just be.

    By Arru on 09.07.2011

  25. State of being. State of grace. State of breath in God’s face.

    By Joel Corda on 09.07.2011

  26. existence is a tricky thing. it is not simply determined by being alive, but actually living. for one to truly exist the actions portrayed in life must be purposeful. to exist, one must have purpose, to have purpose, one must know God.

    By tatum on 09.07.2011

  27. she looks up at me with sad little half moon whites of her eyes, sighs and goes back to chewing on the sock that I have so stupidly left on the floor. As if to say If you don’t walk me. Then this is what makes my existence bearable. Sock-a-cyde and guilt. “walk me and we wouldn’t be having this conversation”

    By deb ramthun URL on 09.07.2011

  28. what is existence. yes we exist but does time exist? is it acutally there or is it just a passing. i know i’m here now but i can’t hold on the the existence i was in just a second ago. it’s gone. what have i done with it. Do something with your existence. find a purpose run with it. (find GOD)

    By liz on 09.07.2011

  29. It’s a mere existence – being here without you – Why am I so blue – is it true the sky is still quite blue?? And on my insistence – I say come back here to day – that is

    By Valerahaha URL on 09.07.2011

  30. i feel i should say something to prove my existence. something grand, bold, and inspired. but all i can come up with is a narrative of my feelings.

    By blush on 09.07.2011

  31. He’s always been. I AM. He said. Before, during and after, He is I AM. His existence isn’t the question. The question is, Do you believe Him?

    By HLB URL on 09.07.2011

  32. The bane of my existence, is definitely having to work for a living. I would love to write, read books, run around and shop, but we need money for leisure, and for that we must work. Work means no time for any of these pursuits. Sigh!

    By M Daly URL on 09.07.2011

  33. am i really here. if a tree falls in the forest and no one’s there to see it can you still hear the birds screaming in pain. where is the wind coming from. where is it going to to. no one really knows its beginning or its end for it just goes around and around and around.

    By havingsaidthat URL on 09.07.2011

  34. I spat water in their path, smirking as some kind of giddy rage filled my chest.
    It was fun, almost pleasurable to see them scramble, see them in their wonderful chaos.
    I liked this. This was good.

    Harming these ants and their

    By Karsen Meredith URL on 09.07.2011

  35. What is the meaning of this particular existence. Here, with so many others, but all you know is you. If you know you, then why do you seek to know others? Because of the sheer impossibility? Because of the curiosity, the desire, the longing for understanding? Is comradeship the meaning of existence?

    By Tkot on 09.07.2011

  36. my existence does not matter to myself, but i realize that it matters to many others — family, friends, etc. etc. etc. .. existence can also be seen as a state of mind, the Buddhist believe that the truest of existences can only be acheive through enlightenment.. knowledge gained by many different means .. i exist to help others, well at least thats what i believe.
    if i only live for myself then there is not purpose — selfishness is the ugliest thing known to man (one of them)

    By sir on 09.07.2011

  37. it means life and how we got here .
    it also means life and the exsistance of humans, animals and plants.

    By Maryam on 09.07.2011

  38. “How did that make you feel,” she asked. “Here. It made me feel here,” she replied. A few simple words can mean more to someone than you would ever think. After everything she went through, the pain, the abuse, she will be the strongest person I will never know. How can I feel so sad when there are stories such as hers? It’s my self-centeredness. I act like no one else is around me. I don’t think of others enough. But perhaps I don’t feel others think of me, leaving me to think about myself. I do not exist to them. I have a circle of friends around me but rarely do they go out of their way. They have each other and I am just a cold stone that sits in their pathway. I long to be a pebble to throw into the ocean so the salt water can slowly dig crevasses into my surface; slowly disintegrating me.

    By Kari URL on 09.07.2011

  39. He glances over at her and smiles.

    “What?’ She asks laughingly, while taking a bite of chocolate cake.

    “I’m happy,” he says while fingering the rim of his coffee cup

    She touches his hand. “Me too.”

    “No, really. This existence, it’s here and gone in a blink of an eye, but to really live… to really appreciate what you have… that’s special.”

    By Patrick URL on 09.07.2011

  40. Is this all there is? Get up. Eat. Rest. Eat. Rest. Go to bed. Not exactly a thrilling existence. I thought there would be more. A lot more. What happened? When did my life turn into a mere being? A mere existing? A mere taking up space?

    By CorinaJoyC URL on 09.07.2011