Arts & Humanities - 23 September 2007

up down. up down. My chest was thumping rather rapidly, and i was beggining to hyperventalate. up down. up down. from underneath the blanket, i could see tiny rays of light peeking through. Out side a world of fear and panic. Up down. up down. We were dogging trees right and left, right and left. and there were branches every where. up down up down. i finally muster up the courage to lift the blanket off my head, and though i want to cover my self up my hands move involuntarily. up down. up down. i feel something on my face. and as i divert my eyes praying that it is a leaf, my heart sinks and i let out a scream i'm pretty sure people heard in Maine as i realize what it is. up down. up down.

2007-09-23 08:47:31 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous in Books & Authors

What are some tips or ways to stop writer's blocks

2007-09-23 08:46:56 · 4 answers · asked by Ashley M 1 in Books & Authors

Options would be to either travel to the future or travel to the past.Only one thing is possible.

Personally, i would prefer to go into my past and re-live my good memories. Future is inevitable and is bound to happen but u cannot visit ur past again. What's ur opinion?

2007-09-23 08:45:49 · 6 answers · asked by Rip Van W 3 in Philosophy

That night I was just as restless as I had been earlier that day. I sighed and sat up, thinking that it was kind of hopeless that I could get any kind of sleep now. I glanced over to Jake and Kinsie, still sprawled out where they had been before when I started to drift off to sleep, and grinned. I shook my head, then got up as quietly as I could to put my shoes on. Might as well go get a breath of fresh air, I told myself, since I was still in my clothes. I slipped out the back door and made my way down to the pond and little waterfall that was to one side of the back yard.
I must have sat there for an hour or so before Jake came waltzing up behind me so quietly I didn’t even notice him until he spoke. “Hey. What’re you doing up?” he asked, his wry smile creeping across his face.
I jumped and gasped as he startled me, then I turned around and gave him a straight face.
He chuckled and took one step back. “I’m sorry, your Worshipfullness, I didn’t realize you turned your Jedi senses off at night,” he said with both his arms out to one side. A lock of his black hair fell into his face as he bowed slightly. His brown eyes twinkled in the moonlight as he looked out from underneath his eyelashes, making my heart flutter.

2007-09-23 08:42:00 · 26 answers · asked by converse_girl91 3 in Books & Authors

That night I was just as restless as I had been earlier that day. I sighed and sat up, thinking that it was kind of hopeless that I could get any kind of sleep now. I glanced over to Jake and Kinsie, still sprawled out where they had been before when I started to drift off to sleep, and grinned. I shook my head, then got up as quietly as I could to put my shoes on. Might as well go get a breath of fresh air, I told myself, since I was still in my clothes. I slipped out the back door and made my way down to the pond and little waterfall that was to one side of the back yard.
I must have sat there for an hour or so before Jake came waltzing up behind me so quietly I didn’t even notice him until he spoke. “Hey. What’re you doing up?” he asked, his wry smile creeping across his face.
I jumped and gasped as he startled me, then I turned around and gave him a straight face.
He chuckled and took one step back. “I’m sorry, your Worshipfullness, I didn’t realize you turned your Jedi senses off at night,” he said with both his arms out to one side. A lock of his black hair fell into his face as he bowed slightly. His brown eyes twinkled in the moonlight as he looked out from underneath his eyelashes, making my heart flutter.

2007-09-23 08:41:59 · 5 answers · asked by converse_girl91 3 in Books & Authors

2007-09-23 08:36:37 · 9 answers · asked by Jack K 2 in Philosophy

Does it depend on the topic? are some forums better than others?

2007-09-23 08:35:49 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

2007-09-23 08:32:30 · 1 answers · asked by Bill P 1 in History

2007-09-23 08:23:16 · 7 answers · asked by hockey fan 3 in History

Are the pyramids markers? Were the Egyptian Pharoah gods in charge of Eden? Is someone still alive trying to hide the facts?

2007-09-23 08:21:21 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

This is the monster under my bed;
He creeps out and wants to play.
He'll grab your ankles to pull you in;
Don't be frightened; he only wants you to stay
Because he likes you and he's lonely.
No one knows he's in there.
He makes his own fun,
No hide-and-seek or truth-or-dare.
He's had to create his own fun for far too long;
It's made a him such a shy boy.
You can help him oversome his skittishness.
Won't you give him a fun new toy?
He'll cease being so timid
Once you bring him out of his shell.
You may stay with him forever;
That's your secret; he won't tell.

2007-09-23 08:18:11 · 7 answers · asked by rebekkah hot as the sun 7 in Poetry

because god can see everything but once youre down there, does he just disregard you and never mention you again, like disowning a child? i dont really have an answer for that

2007-09-23 08:15:01 · 10 answers · asked by ceesteris 6 in Philosophy

2007-09-23 08:02:25 · 5 answers · asked by Vero 1 in Philosophy

2007-09-23 08:01:53 · 5 answers · asked by bmw530i 1 in Philosophy

2007-09-23 07:59:48 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous in History

Is there a good organization that needs art for free? I have over 100 acrylic artworks and I would like to donate them. Museums are very competitive but I need one that 'always' needs art.

2007-09-23 07:59:13 · 3 answers · asked by ChiliConCarne 2 in Painting

http://www.flickr.com/photos/carrierox4ever13/1429240452/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/carrierox4ever13/1429240324/
http://www.flickr.com/carrierox4ever13/
I am 14 Thanks!!

2007-09-23 07:51:18 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous in Photography

what was so unique about chaucers literary style?

2007-09-23 07:36:02 · 1 answers · asked by Anonymous in Books & Authors

This is inspired by Rae. ((((Rae))))

As per the terms of Rae's original question, you may include what you like and I won't be offended. Be sure not to forget how handsome and charming I am. ;)

2007-09-23 07:31:05 · 22 answers · asked by Jack B, goodbye, Yahoo! 6 in Poetry

2007-09-23 07:28:01 · 3 answers · asked by Ericka C 1 in History

2007-09-23 07:25:06 · 2 answers · asked by Zoe L 1 in History

What do you think of these pictures??
http://www.flickr.com/photos/carrierox4ever13/1429240452/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/carrierox4ever13/1429240324/
Thanks, Please be nice!!

2007-09-23 07:24:35 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous in Photography

2007-09-23 07:23:35 · 31 answers · asked by the LIGHT 2 in Philosophy

In my opinion....

Money

With money comes happiness.

2007-09-23 07:07:32 · 9 answers · asked by Tim Buck 5 in Philosophy

What percentage of the human population, based on the activities of our species, indicate that they would prefer to be dead?

2007-09-23 07:07:05 · 6 answers · asked by guru 7 in Philosophy

http://www.flickr.com/photos/carrierox4ever13/1429240452/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/carrierox4ever13/1429240324/ Thanks, Please be nice!!

2007-09-23 07:00:04 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous in Photography

2007-09-23 06:56:21 · 18 answers · asked by Anonymous in Books & Authors

2007-09-23 06:54:12 · 2 answers · asked by Ericka C 1 in History

Follow this link, it links back to another discussion where I answer to all your questions.

http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20070922213931AAOcUpm&r=w


* I prove the absurdity to believe in God.

2007-09-23 06:48:31 · 15 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

I'm sure is is flawed, but I felt like writing!

~Prayer~

This is but a humble prayer--
Nothing more, I do not lie--
For one I miss far deeper than
The summer clouds or bright spring sky.

Simple, yes, for this is all that
I have ever had to give--
But take my prayer and hear it, please
For one who's lost his will to live.

He knows no longer when or if
The sun rises morning or night;
And forgets himself in daily tasks,
Or never sees the palest light

He says, if he is feeling well
"This is your summer, but it is my fall,
I cannot feel your sunny rays,
O! how can you feel my pain, at all?"

But when he is more failing, there are no words,
And all I hear is weeping yet; or worse,
The silence, cold and dreadful
That lies around his seeming hurse.

Hear me, Father, I love him so--
Help him in a bitter wind--
Or call Him to you, if it must be,
But take him from this state of mind.

I love him yet.....he hides from me...he sees my hand and turns away.

2007-09-23 06:42:26 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous in Poetry