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Emotional Word PictureAn emotional word picture is a communication tool used to help convey to your spouse how you are feeling. It is a way of clarifying your thoughts and feelings so your spouse can experience them. Question: What is a word similar to requiem or lament? I don't really want a synonym, just a word that carries similar emotional weight.
(For those of you who picture words with colours, the type of word I'm looking for is a blue-grey colour)
And I don't really want a word that means death or destruction (those are more dark grey or black words).
Question: Picture Help? I need pictures for an emotional video 'm making. If anyone could show me a link to the following pictures that would be great!
1. An emotional Mother and Child Seperation
2. A picture defining the word "Love"
3. A few pictures of something long (like a road or path)
4. A few pictures of Something Deep (like a crater or hole)
5. Some other emotional pics if you can!
Thanx!
Question: How do I describe this character's emotional and physical journey in Fahrenheit 451? This is my summer reading assignment. After reading, complete a poster that depicts the main character's internal (emotional) and external (physical) journey. The poster should be mainly composed of pictures, but can have some words as well (just don't write an essay describing both journeys).
Oh, I'm sorry it would be Guy Montag.
Question: Love? Big Deal. Anyone wanna go over this short writing piece with me? Don't worry, it's not like it sounds.? Love is a spring breeze.
Love is looking in somebody’s eyes and knowing you would die to protect them.
Love is a mother’s warmth.
Big deal. A thousand people have made poetry just like that. And it gets more redundant every time it’s read. I’m not saying that it’s not true. Love is all of those things. But who are we to say who love is? Humans (or dolphins for that matter, but for the intents and purposes of this rant, humans) cannot truly inscribe their feelings onto a piece of paper. Goodness knows it’s been tried. Writers, painters, poets, sculptors, even architects. All of these people are trying to transfer feeling into the physical realm.
It can’t be done. There aren’t words, pictures, of structures that can explain the intensity of one’s passion for something. I don’t know about languages like that African one with the clicking noises, but I do know that in all of the English and Spanish dictionaries alike, there is not a single word that I can ever put on a piece of paper to describe how I’m feeling. We have basic emotional words like happy, sad, and angry. We even have more complex ones, such as nervous, excited, and quixotic. And then there is love.
Honestly, you have love. What is love? There are several different kinds of love. Love for family, love for friends, love for your favorite food. And sometimes we try to discern the different kinds of love from the others. But the basis remains that love is a deep caring for something. And I think that that should be enough. Is it worth it to try to understand what is probably the best part and entire point of human (and dolphin, but we’ve been over this) existence?
No, it’s not worth it. My advice to you, reader, is to stop reading this piece after you have concluded this paragraph, and not think about love. Just do it. Love eating your popcorn, no matter how unhealthy it is. Love all of your friends and just how lucky you are to have each and every one. Love whoever you’re in a relationship with, and if you’re single, then love the fact that you won’t be forever. And finally, most importantly, love your family, because when it comes right down to it, they’ve been there since day one.
Question: HEATH LEDGER FANS :DD? okay, so in my art class we have to draw an emotional picture. and choose a word that has to do with it. i chose heath, and i want it to say 'missed' i would reeeally appreciate it if you guys would find a picture you really like of him that makes you think 'wow i really miss this guy!' i want all opinions! thanks so much! RIP heath.
oh! and i don't want a picture of a movie he's in, just plain ol' heath, please :) X
Question: HEATH LEDGER fans :)? okay, so in my art class we have to draw an emotional picture. and choose a word that has to do with it. i chose heath, and i want it to say 'missed' i would reeeally appreciate it if you guys would find a picture you really like of him that makes you think 'wow i really miss this guy!' i want all opinions! thanks so much! RIP heath.
oh! and i don't want a picture of a movie he's in, just plain ol' heath, please :) X
Question: What can I do to show more emotional strength in my relationships and my life? What things can I do to improve my emotional strength so I don't seem like I can't take care of myself or a family?
I have had 2 serious relationships end after telling my girlfriend I have depression. The most recent one is a very strong, very sweet, and religious (me too) woman but she got really freaked out when I broke down while telling her and I blamed my parents for not succeeding more in life and all sorts of strange things.
She told me she is most afraid that she won't be all I need her to be. She has some self-doubt and feels like she won't know how to support me when I have an episode.
What can I do to improve my emotional strength and show it? I think we may get back together when I have depression better handled (she's not as bad as it comes across here, it's hard to get the whole picture in a short question - just take my word for it). But the problem now is how do I make sure I have it better handled and minimize the probability of having episodes in the future?
Question: If a 7yr old has endured emotional abuse and intrusive examinations should they live with the perpetrator? My eldest daughter has lived with a DHS Carer since she was 3 following my then inability to overcome my grief of her father passing 1month prior to her birth.Her fathers family and i were allowed access visits seperately.Since April 2002 i have improved beyond words and now have 2 other children who are in my full time care.In April 2003 my daughter was placed on a Permanent Care Order meaning she cannot live with us until she is of age to decide it for herself.In 2004 DHS returned the matter to court with evidence of abuse from Carer whist my daughter was in thier care.Carer took my daughter to see hypnotherapists, councellors and requested intrusive medical examinations to be performed on my daughter in order to prevent access ocuring.DHS requested my daughter be returned to my care.Unfortunately due to the length of time she spent with the Carer,it was ordered she remain with them.Whats wrong with this picture,that you can abuse someone whos lived with you for years and thats ok?
Question: serious emotional problem? i spent the last 3 years being the school punching bag and every on e would put me down.
after 3 years i got sick of it and switched to anall girls school to rebuild my self esteem.
every 1 there was really nicce, and supportive.
after a few mounths, i sorta became friends with this one girl, she and i ended up at the same conxert the warm up band sucked so we talked during them.
she and i got a picture with the hottest rockstar ever, on her camera.
she was going 2 email it 2 me but she couldnt in the end.
i am really in love with the guy in the photo we have our own little thing were we sign our emails mrs... (man we like)
1 of her new friends had a sleepover @ her house... the friend likes the guy. but not really she only says she does to get closer to the other girl.
she and her were reading my email the friend of the girl i was @ the concert with wrote:
"u slut miles is mine and if i ever catch u saying ur kola holmwood im gonna kick ur white ass to hell ur a skanky hoe and u cant sleep with him becuz i have his baby in my stomach. sooooo the next time u say holmwood even just that one word u better watch ur ass u know i love u but i will STAB U IN THE TIT AND MAKE U BLEED TO DEATH then and only then u can scream for help with blood squrtitng out ur tit"
so i have a strong reaction to that i wrote back: go fuck urselve love always kola holmwood.
she wrote me back sayin y u mad @ me?
then 30 secs later she said "fuck u ure not my friend"
now im having an emotional breaakdown
soory about all the she,her etc... i cant use there names
Question: Why do I tend to use the right side of my brain more? I absolutely hate myself for being more incline to use the right side of my brain more. Theoretically I'm supposed to be more "creative", emotional, random, "the big picture", and more intuitive.
In other words, I will suck at math, I'm a sensitive wuss who cries too much, I day-dream too much, I don't pay attention to details, and evidentally I like to be absent-minded alot?
You left brained people who are good at math have all the luck... T_T
Question: Had an emotional affair, got accused of a whole lot more. How do I move on?(Long)? Here is my thing
(additional info. If it makes a difference I was 20 he was 46).
I became pretty friends with a co-worker and overtime the family as well. The guy was a major flirt(well, I guess more of a sexual perv but not in a creepy and disrespectful kind of way). He's one of those people that will crack a sex joke or a few during almost any conversation. We flirted a lot when we worked together. This didn't bother me because I was under the impression that this was all just "empty flirting/fun"(if that makes sense) and he was like that with everyone. The family knew how we interacted and seemed fine with it. In fact, they would sometimes participate in the teasing(not always sexual).
The guy quits one day but we decide to keep in touch. Again his family knew about this. A month later he tells me that he has sexual feelings for me. I told him I was not interested in him in that way and that I viewed him more as an adult/mentor like figure but I still wanted to remain friends(I felt a connection with him and didn't want to break off our friendship just for that. Plus, I was was sure that his infatuation with me would eventually die away). He was fine with this. I decided not to tell his wife about his admittance because I thought this could be worked out without an issue.
Everything seemed fine for a while. Then he started sending me sexual txts . At first they freaked me out(his jokes didn't come off as jokes via txt) but he assured me that he was not trying to make me feel uncomfortable and was just flirting like we used to at work. I trusted him and after sometime accepted them as he told me. We knew that I wasn't going to get with him in anyway, he respected that, and the level of the flirting was no different than how it was at work;everyone was OK with it there. Over the next few months however, I slowly started to open up to him on a personal/sexual level(like my past, beliefs, interests, etc.) under the notion that he had opened up about himself and we were friends, so maybe I should return the favor. He didn't want me to tell anyone that we were talking(I mean his family knew; just not the depth of conversations)because he felt they wouldn't understand and label him a pedophile or something similar. Call it naive but I trusted him and wanted him to feel safe and comfortable talking to me about his life. I didn't want to betray him so I didn't say anything to anyone. He also put my concern about secrecy to rest by telling me his relationship with his wife was great and there was nothing I could do to break it. We continued talking for a whole season and the family still seemed strong and gave me the same usual friendly crap whenever I saw or was with them, so I thought things were fine.
One day, a relative who considers me an enemy for a totally unrelated issue and is not on good terms with the guy notices a message that he sent me("Naked?" as a joke), called the wife and told her we were having a full blown affair based on that msg and other made up/or exaggerated evidence. The wife for some reason believed him(if she did have speculations, she never confronted me about anything and her husband never relayed anything over). She didn't want to hear either of us out on the matter. Now she with the rest of the family(with the exception of the husband)considers me their mortal enemy for a lack of a better word for sleeping with her husband. The thing is we never touched in an intimate way, had phone sex, sent pictures or exposed ourselves. Just had deep conversations(an emotional affair) My question is, how should I put this behind me and move on knowing that I will never get the chance to explain anything to her or have any sort of forgiveness because even though it's been almost a year it's still fucks with my head.
The nature of his txt msgs. was very similar to the jokes he made at work. They were sexual but not graphic.
They're still together. I'm glad that this didn't lead to divorce because it was my biggest fear.
Question: Sad News:WWE The Coach has died? Visitation for the Former WWF maganer John Tolos will be on June 3rd at the Crawford Mortuary located on 8717 Tampa Avenue in Northridge, California. Visitstion hours are between 5pm to 8pm. Call if you need direction: 282-349-9701.
The memorial service will be held on June 4th at St. Nicolas Greek Orthodox Church at 10 AM. Located at 9501 Balboa Blvd, Northridge, CA 91325
Also if anyone would like to send John’s son Chris a sympathy card, here is his address:
Chris Tolos - 23012 Bigler Street, Woodland Hills, CA. 91364-2705
JR remembers John Tolos: Our condolences to the family and friends of former wrestling great John Tolos who passed away at the age of 78 a day or so ago and who is considered one of the best hands on the mic ever and especially in his hey day. Tolos is famous for his run in Southern California and his 70’s rivalry with WWE HOF’er Classy Freddie Blassie. Neither man was ever considered to be a fabulous in ring performer but all they did was sell tickets because what they did they did well and both could verbalize and paint vivid word pictures that enhanced the all important emotional investment from the paying customers and
Question: i need help im having emotional problems!! (anything works)? well my cat died 5 years ago im having alot of trouble getting over it cuz he died when i was 85 im now 90 wat will be the best cure i tried fish sticks and choclate but nothing seemed to help!!!!!!!!! :'-( andi cry everyday and everynight when i look at my lovely picture of muffin buffin!!!!!! i even thought about suicide :'( just so i could be with muffin buffin and i have had my muffin buffiin for 15 years she died by getting hit by a bus when i was picking my grandaughter up from school and i took her on a walk but her leash broke and she ran in front of the bus should i shoot myself or just get fatt i tried going to a acdc concert to get over it but the songs they sing just reminded me of muffin buffin just every word i need help fast!!
Question: Does this seem emotional enough to you? I know theres a lot here. You don't have to read it all if you don't want to, but please answer? And its not the whole chapter, but if anyone does want to read the whole thing, just say. x
I recently posted the first chapter of my story 'BitterSweet' on here, asking for opinions. Thanks to everyone who answered, it meant rather a lot to me : )
Now this is the second chapter. But I'm worried that it isnt emotional enough? I was really trying to get Kitty's pain across, but I'm not sure if it worked.
For those who didnt see the first chapter, Kitty has just woken up in hospital after being caught in a house fire, in which her twin(aka her soul)died. But at the start of this chapter, Kitty doesnt know that Gabby died. What do you think? Emotional enough?
TWO believing
“Alright, Kitty, it’s all alright. Can you hear me, sweetie?” I heard mum’s gentle voice, before any of the other noises. I knew where I was almost immediately. I was safe, in a hospital, I was sure. I smiled. They were safe, too. It was all alright, just as mum had said. I’ll admit, back at the house, even when the fire was only small, I didn’t think we would get out alive. It had felt like the whole word was weighing down on my shoulders. Now, however, I felt light again.
“Kitty, can you hear me? Do you know where you are?” it was dad’s voice this time. “Jean, get a nurse.”
I heard mum hurrying off. I didn’t need a nurse. This was supposed to be a happy moment. I didn’t want a nurse. I opened my eyes. Dad smiled faintly, but he said nothing. I wondered why he wasn’t happier that I was awake. I thanked the earth, I thanked the stars, I thanked everything I could think of that dad looked very nearly unhurt. All that I could see with my half closed eyes was a small scar on his right cheek. I hoped mum would have gotten away as lightly. I pictured it again. The smoke, the flames, the heat. I saw, in my mind, the house that I had lived in and loved the whole of my life, totally inhaled by the fire. Nothing left of it, except a burnt and empty structure. The image was forcing down the happiness and relief, so I quickly blocked it, thinking instead of awaking to Gabby, mum and dad.
“What time is it?” I asked. My voice was strange.
“About nine, Saturday evening. You were asleep for almost a whole day.”
I found it all strangely overwhelming. Waking up, having slept for a day, your life having changed so much, all while you were unaware. Then being in a strange place, with harsh aches, throbbing away, and not knowing how bad the burns are, whether they have been dealt with, while you were unconscious, or whatever. I didn’t know. I couldn’t explain it. I just did not know how my life was, not at that moment.
Mum and dad stayed at my side as the nurse asked me questions. I wanted them to be over, so that I could talk to my parents, but most of all, I wanted to talk to Gabby. I wondered where she was, why she wasn’t there with our parents.
“How does your head feel?” The nurse asked. She was dressed in brightly coloured overalls. My head was fine, it was the overalls that were making me dizzy.
“Um, fine, I think.” I learnt the hard way, never to hesitate when answering a nurse or a doctor or anyone of the sort.
“Right, okay, let’s get some tests done, and I’ll put you on some painkillers.” I didn’t appreciate the sharp, impatient tone.
I wasn’t going to argue with the part about painkillers. I have to say, it did still feel as if my whole body, inside and out, were on fire. But I didn’t want any tests. Heaven only knew what I would have to have done.
“I don’t want any tests.” I argued, in the politest way possible, while still strongly enough to truly get heard.
“Oh, come on now, Sweetie,” mum comforted. “I don’t think anyone wants tests. It’ll be alright, wont it?”
“But-”
“Right, I will try to get a doctor to come and see you as soon as possible.” The nurse interrupted. She turned to leave, and I have no shame in admitting that I was immensely glad. Sadly, though, she didn’t get very far before mum spoke quickly, anxiously, nervous.
“Um, are you sure you have to leave? You don’t want to ask any more questions? No tests here?” Thanks a bunch, mum.
“Mrs Notara, if I were you, I think I would speak to my daughter. And sooner rather than later.”
The nurse left. I wondered why mum and dad looked so uncomfortable. Mum started to say something, but I was more worried about what had gone on.
“What happened?” I wanted to know.
“Well, they don’t know why the fire started yet. It managed to burn through the whole house. There’s nothing left.” Dad looked at his feet. The tension was so strong; I was surprised we couldn’t see waves of it, floating around the room.
If nothing was left, that meant my whole child hood; my whole life had been burnt.
“Nothing?” I would have appreciated anything, even just a tissue, from our old home.
“I’m so sorry Kitty. I-” Mum stared to so
Oops, it didnt have the main part in it :\
Here it is. Sorry.
“I’m so sorry Kitty. I-” Mum stared to sob. I wanted to cry too, but the main thing was that we were still here, together, and, although I would miss everything we had lost, I knew that was the most important thing.
Dad stepped closer to the bed I was led on. “Kitty, we really need to tell you something.” He glanced at mum, mum nodded sombrely. “Now, this isn’t going to be easy. . . I’m afraid to say, you won’t be able to see Gabby. The smoke was too much for her lungs. . . She couldn’t breathe properly. . .” Dad trailed off. I spotted an escaped tear fall out of his eye.
I knew what he meant, I just wished I didn’t.
But I knew.
I wished I was just dreaming.
But I was fully awake.
I wished I didn’t believe it.
But I did. Deep down I believed it all, but I chose, at that point, not to.
I had lost more of my life than I had realised.
“At least she’ll be happy.
And again :\
“At least she’ll be happy.” Mum sobbed.
I couldn’t find myself anymore. I was lost.
“She’s gone to a better place now.”
“You don’t know that.” I was sobbing loudly. “WHERES THE PROOF?” I screamed. "SHE'S NOT DEAD!"
They didn’t argue. Either they didn’t have the heart to, or they had nothing to retaliate with.
Moisture filled my eyes and blurred my vision. "S-she wouldn’t leave me," I whispered.
There was no proof.
Did we need proof?
Gabriella could not be dead. . . right?
I felt numb. I wouldn’t allow any pain, because it would be wasted. I hadn’t lost her. I didn’t hear what was going on around me. I just heard the low buzzing of my head, trying not to believe. Tears stained my face, but they felt old, as if they had been shed for hundred of years. Yet, I knew they were fresh. Just like the panic. What if she hadn’t made it?
No, I had to believe she had made it, had to know she would walk through the hospital doors any minute now, holding out her arms for a hug. We would hug, cry in relief perhaps, and life would continue. That image was so much preferable to what I was really seeing. But it couldn’t happen any other way, and not this way. It just couldn’t.
“Darling, I’m s-sorry, s-she just couldn’t m-make it.” Dad stammered in a whisper, fighting back tears.
This time the words began sounding final. I couldn’t believe it, but somehow, it was beginning to be true. I couldn’t explain it, even to myself, but the words were beginning to seem real to me. I fought them, because I didn’t want them, but they wouldn’t leave. I lost, they won.
I was unaware of doing so, but I found my face turned, buried in the pillows, whimpering, screaming, trying my best to burry the pain, to burry the truth along with it.
Question: Is there a word for guys who are more effeminate than masculine without falling under LGBT? Because I'm not sure if I myself am that way or not. I think I'm more effeminate than most guys. For instance:
*I'm very sensitive about what others say (not necessarily openly emotional, but sensitive for sure) and I want to understand the causes/effects of the emotional reactions of other people.
*I don't necessarily obsess over my appearance, but a) I don't think I'm all that good-looking and b) I do tend to take time to make sure I look presentable for school. I'd be even more self-conscious than usual if my hair were messy/greasy or I smelled bad (but I'm sure that's normal).
*I have a thing for women's fashion: for example, I tend to look through fashion catalogues (especially fall) and focus primarily on the dresses and shoes, which I think are cute. I go to sites and combine pictures of clothes/hairstyles that together I think would look really lovely on a girl.
*I think other people my age are very immature, especially the loud and obnoxious guys, but just in general. I know I'm not perfect or preternaturally mature or anything, but I at least don't clamour for attention and am not desperate for a relationship (i.e. sex).
*I've had a habit of privately dressing up in Medieval, or Renaissance-era clothes - with nicely cleaned hair, a sort of tunic with a belt, tights (well, actually pantyhose because that's all we have here), and leather shoes, just for fun.
And I wonder if there's a word for guys like me.
Question: Do Blacks have the highest musical, emotional & kinesthetic IQ's in the world? Intelligences
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Linguistic intelligence ("word smart"):
Logical-mathematical intelligence ("number/reasoning smart")
Spatial intelligence ("picture smart")
Bodily-Kinesthetic intelligence ("body smart")
Musical intelligence ("music smart")
Interpersonal intelligence ("people smart")
Intrapersonal intelligence ("self smart")
Naturalist intelligence ("nature smart")
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As evidenced by the facts that:
-They have created more genres of music--jazz, rock & roll, soul, disco, techno, reggae, R&B, Hip Hop, Funk--than any other group in the last 500 years
-That the fastest humans, best ball players, and best dancers--MJ, etc are Black
-That they have survived repeated attempts to genocide them--Apartheid, Slavery, Jim Crow, etc
-That they are the least prone to mental diseases like depression, as confirmed by anthropological studies
-That they are the most immitated culture in the world
Question: Has anyone else noticed the subliminal association msn and fox are using in the ticker? ? I am neither a republican nor a democrat.
I've noticed on both of the major news networks that are covering the US presidential bid a disturbing use of subliminal advertising.
You may have thought that the news ticker streaming across the bottom of the screen had nothing do with the story being reported, but look closer. whenever a commentator from the station is the focus of the main picture, the words streaming across the bottom have limited emotional impact, but when the main picture switches to a candidate that station supports, words that evoke positive emotions (e.g. 'god, hero, president, love, family) become prevalent on the ticker. By contrast, when the main picture focuses on the candidate that is competing with the station's candidate, the ticker begins streaming words that evoke negative emotions (Satan, terrorist, KKK, dictator). Of course, both these elements are woven into current news stories.
In psychological terms, this is referred to as positive and negative reinforcement, which has been demonstrated to be the best method for altering behavior. And it has worked on me. Now when I turn on those channels I don't hear a single word that anyone is saying because I am stunned in incredulity at the audacity of the station at every instance that becomes apparent. Try turning on either of these stations, and just watch for five minutes. You’ll be as stunned as I was.
What ever happened to trying to sway the voters by discussing the issues?
Question: I'm having an emotional breakdown? I'm 15 years old and I suffer from depression and extreme untreated OCD. Its been so bad lately and in australia we are on the summer holidays for christmas. My family (aunties and uncles) flew down from the other side of the country today. I have barely spoken a word to them. All I want to do is be alone. Lately I have been watching criminal minds. I love that tv series, I feel like I can relate to some of those issues because I am crazy too. I cut myself frequently and contemplate on suicide sometimes, but I could never do it. Criminal minds is such a good show it took me away from my reality and made me be in the picture. I think the characters are awesome, I feel like I can relate to them too. I know its not real and all, but I am having a breakdown. I spent the whole afternoon watching it and I broke down in tears. Now I'm all depressed about how reality isn't exciting. How the people suck. How there are so many bad people in the world. How I will never get a boyfriend, because the boys are so immature about everything. I like older guys because they are more mature, but thats never going to happen. i feel so sick. what can i do
Question: Why do baptists deny the gifts of the Holy Spirit? I just saw a program called Word Pictures....they think the gifts of the Holy Spirit is just emotional experience.....and dreams and visions from God are false...true there is always the false around...but why do they insist there are no true examples of Gods' power and gifts for today? They felt everything powerful was non-biblical and false.
Question: Fill In The Blanks (English II)? Word Bank: stanza, imagery, purpose, alliteration, assonance, theme, metaphor, rhyme, conflict, tone allusion, plot, & climax.
1. The central message of a story, poem, novel or play is _______.
2. The time and place is _______.
3. A reference to a well-known character, place, or situation from history or from a work of literature,music, or art is _______.
4. The attitude the writer takes toward the story's subject is the _____.
5. The repetition of sounds, most often consonant sounds, at the beginning of words. It gives emphhasis to words = _______.
6. An author intent in writing literary work is _______.
7. The struggle between opposing forces in a story or play is _______.
8. The word pictures that writers create to help evoke an emotional response = _______.
9. The sequence of events in a narrative is _______.
10. A group of lines forming a unit in a poem is _______.
11. The repetition of the same stressed vowel sounds and any succeeding sounds in two or more words _______.
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