C.G.Ayling

Month: January 2012

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    I don’t understand why so many confuse religion for truth.

    The substance of words is their meaning, the beauty of words is their soul, the truth of words grants them life.

    life is only worth living for others. you are an other. I am the same. one of us, is both the same.

    The snow, of pristine white, it cannot match my heart’s delight.

    My youngest thinks when I say, “I’ll only answer one more question.” I really mean, “and also any question that arises from the answer.”

    Not only do the best questions have no answer, but they lead to further questions, which also have no answers.

    Don’t shackle your mind to the speed of speech.

    Behavior I don’t understand fascinates me, it is so much more interesting if you consider it without judging it.

    If we never look to the sky, we’ll never see the stars.

    Life is less about enjoyment, than it is about enlightenment.

  • Tweets for Posterity 407.

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    What a sorry place this world would be, if everyone was the same as me…

    The only truth we can know is our own, and if we are intelligent even our truths are subject to change.

    Yes, your heart knows the truth your mind denies.

    Your heart and soul know the truth, while your mind feeds you on little lies in vain attempt to justify the things it thinks you want.

    Reviewers should be revered, not reviled. http://bit.ly/CGApRsR #review

    Kind words are like seeds we harvest, store, and let take root within our heart.

    How can the rain understand the river, the sun, the sand, the tear, the cheek down which it flows, the wind, the wall upon which it blows.

    “Why do Independent Authors Need Honest Reviews?” http://bit.ly/CGApIAN

    Truth is essential, not superfluous, so why do we insist on wrapping it in unnecessary words.

    What we cannot accept we must change, if we cannot believe we must discard, when we cannot speak true we must stay silent.

  • Tweets for Posterity 406.

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    Manners matter, regardless of where.

    Is threatening someone the act of a decent person, and if that fails, calling them dishonest? @BCoulterAuthor Apologize, then stop talking.

    Reply to your friends before wasting energy on your enemies. {Twitter is no exception to the rule, “Don’t feed the trolls.”}

    People forget words far sooner than they forget feelings.

    Perhaps the only thing for which lip-service is a great service, is love.

    Secret smiles we share with the ones who care our heart’s touch brings our cheeks to blush is this not love’s true flush…

    The special thing this night I’d do, that would be to dream, of you.

    Falling in love is less about falling than it is about rising up, why would you ever want to sink back down into indifference?

    I don’t live for myself, I live for the ones I love.

    If we never take risks, should we ever expect rewards?

  • Tweets for Posterity 405.

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    Soul mates here and soul mates there, it would seem they’re everywhere, yet this is so far from true, for soul mates are very, very rare.

    What we have, what we don’t, what we will, and what we won’t.

    Lies aren’t sweetened with honey, they’re sweetened with saccharin, perhaps that accounts for the bitter aftertaste lies leave.

    The truth is never harsh, though the deeds it uncovers often are.

    Corporations are interested in profit, not truth. When people become the same… that is true cause for shame.

    Our most essential communications don’t use words, but our eyes and our heart. Few speak that language.

    Words so neatly aligned, in orderly, flowing line, yet hidden in plain sight unseen, the thoughts we plant between.

    In every moment there is room, to think of everyone we love.

    Change for its own sake serves no one.

    An interesting thing about people that wish to threaten others is that they so often don’t like to be threatened themselves.

  • Tweets for Posterity 404.

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    I would rather be miserable, than indifferent.

    Our hearts know right from wrong, they need no instruction in this art.

    “I try to be be good, mommie, but sometimes I just can’t.” – Eden. Our 4yr old granddaughter.

    And that is precisely the reason I love little kids, they haven’t yet learn to lie, or to think there is ever reason why.

    If the means is evil, no end can ever justify it.

    In a battle between Nature and government, Nature will win. And in a battle between man and the Environment, both will lose.

    For rhymes to flow they need rhythm, and for words to have worth they need meaning.

    Our future path with possibility we pave, and our past… with failed dreams of concrete have we cast.

    If tears are a soul’s expression of sad, perhaps smiles are a soul’s expression of glad.

    Meaning from the poet’s heart, upon the paper is cast, there perceived by the reader’s eye, and by their heart, is understood.

  • Tweets for Posterity 403.

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    So many people with so much interest in what they have to say.

    The words written on our heart, these words will never depart, yet the words etched on our soul, they are the words that make us whole.

    Though we are all unique, in our dreams we are the one.

    The measure of a soul is its capacity, its capacity to give, not its capacity to contain.

    Why are the most sensitive souls saturated with sadness?

    Ignorance is only blissful for the ignorant.

    The most fortunate men, are those who appreciate their women.

    Happiness is it’s own high.

    Women are not possessions, they are treasures.

    When Love comes into our life it enriches us, yet when it leaves we are only made poorer if we forget we had it.

  • Tweets for Posterity 402.

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    A common premise of poorly crafted fantasy is “doing the wrong thing for the right reason.”

    In the day I toil, and in the day I serve, and in the night I ride the wings of dreams, for in those dreams I’m free.

    When judging beauty the last place we should look, is in the mirror of another’s eye.

    A mirror might echo the skin, yet it does not show what lies within. http://bit.ly/CGAsMoS

    “sometimes you just outgrow people” … not as often as you outgrow yourself.

    The only people who can teach you about friendship, are friends.

    The road ahead is paved with questions, the road behind with answers.

    Maybe those who can’t speak without cursing are cursed?

    Thinking, scheming, tired, dreaming, wanting, bleeding, passion, feeling, missing, loving, healing, never fleeing.

    Where have all the heroes gone, gone from our world every one, we can’t make heroes anew, for there’s little left they’re allowed to do.

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    Life: too full of chances never taken of words never spoken of little risks we never took of those we never gave, a second look.

    Expecting special treatment -versus- Needing special treatment. #that

    Teach someone else about you, and you’ll learn things you never knew you knew.

    The best questions are those for which there are no answers.

    It isn’t what you know, or even who you know, it’s who you know that cares enough to not say no.

    While everyone has Knowledge, very few ever attain Wisdom.

    Profit doesn’t motivate people to be moral, it entices them to greed.

    Angels and Devils, both they have their demons too…

    Love is not measured in quantity, but in quality.

    As there are no con’s to good, there are no pro’s to bad.

  • Tweets for Posterity 400.

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    Done: why does this suddenly not seem like a good word…

    If beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, then is it too much to ask to be held?

    Done: what it lacks in length, it makes up in finality.

    Writers are watchers: there are those who do, and those who observe the doings of others, or of themselves, and then write about them.

    To me, all women are beautiful. Some are also physically attractive.

    Love demands the perception of beauty, what it doesn’t demand is that others perceive it too.

    Is a measure of love how much we miss.

    Charity isn’t about giving money to the poor, it’s about investing in the most important thing in the world. Life.

    Passion without sex can fulfill, but sex without passion, that just drains.

    A chance missed is a chance lost.

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    without sad, no joy, without pain, no pleasure, without misery, no ecstasy, without learning, no knowledge without a confessor no confession

    without difficulty, no reward without effort, no gain without failure, no growth without life, no love without love no point

    Time is so strange, enormous time taken to build trust, and none at all to destroy it.

    True beauty lies far deeper than the skin, indeed it dwells unseen, within.

    Love lets us perceive beauty where other eyes see ugly.

    Money doesn’t make the world go round, it makes the world go wrong.

    Is our most fundamental need, to feel needed, our deepest desire, to be desired, and our fondest hope, to be loved.

    Where does beauty lie? Not always in the eye, far easier to answer to ask, where does beauty start, why… deep, within the heart.

    When talk is done, the relationships they represented, are also done.

    Sincerity: No, you can’t automate it.