C.G.Ayling

Month: January 2012

  • Tweets for Posterity 88.

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    Red rivulets trickled down, exposing deep fang wounds penetrating her love’s cheeks, and her own true heart. #malmaxa

    The pain in Faroene’s response was evident – the vain attempt to keep her tears hidden, saddening. #malmaxa

    Hope leaked from her, with each beat of her heart.

    Looking into Faroene’s paled face, Tian beheld anguish, unmasked.

    Fabricate apparently truthful responses to a myriad likely questions. #malmaxa

    She swayed somewhat more than usual as she glided out, her graceful movement most becoming to the eyes.

    Gaze down upon her knee ~ there, perceive the truth ~ that she, will always skinny, be. {prompted, by a picture of blue jeaned legs}

    Passion: Soul’s blood, Heart’s lament.

    We trick ourselves. I’m editing an emotive part of Malmaxa, and catch myself looking away, seeking relief, but finding echoes, instead.

    Having watched this exchange with thinly veiled interest, Rethga chose his words with considerably more care. #malmaxa

  • Tweets for Posterity 87.

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    Hope’s surge proved powerful.

    A hint of movement, barely discernible, and hope’s fluttering flame blazed to glory. #malmaxa

    A healthy glow, a hidden smile, a light caress – clues, loves embrace we shared.

    I just learnt that my wife’s grandparents were married ninety-five years ago, today. This, is a good day to reflect.

    Give no quarter, and expect none. Not in this war. #malmaxa #reality #sad

    They were, at last, alone.

    “My love alive. You live.”

    I am iron, to your pyrite.

    Puritans expect others to do as they shout should be done, yet not as they have done, or continue to whispering do.

    Morality: Puritans think they got it, and they’re too good to share it.

  • Tweets for Posterity 86.

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    Mere mention of the wraiths chilled all spines, froze all tongues. #malmaxa

    Anything… anything, to explain the inexplicable. #malmaxa

    Words of love withheld, soon to be forever unvoiced. #thought #malmaxa

    Dwell more on happy than sad, on what may be more than what was not. Be yourself, and true. #HappyNewYear

    Here are my wishes to all, for a Happy and Accomplished New Year.

    Starting 2013 doing two good things. 1) Recovering from the Flu, 2) working on my writing. Expect random, off the wall snippets as I edit.

    The only thing more pathetic than a desperate man, is one who doesn’t realize he is. #thought

    Reward, lies hidden in complex thoughts, or in plain sight in the simple. #thought

    The sun’s dying rays twinkled into twilight. #malmaxa

    Tradition, another word to watch… it joins my list of dishonorable words, wearing honors guise. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 85.

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    The most beautiful thing about the truth, is that you don’t need to fake it. #thought

    Though little should be embraced without thought, on that list truth ranks high.

    Mornings are good, for some ~ for others, evenings ~ for the last, dark night.

    To me, the fine details are more deserving of attention, that the coarse picture. #thought

    If we don’t care, then how can we matter? #thought

    Her force’s fate lay in the Gods’ hands now. In the Gods’ hands – and, in their preparations. #malmaxa

    Discourse: a path to conflict, or conversation. A path we choose, by our entry.

    Perhaps the greatest gift a parent can give their child, is freedom of thought – if not greatest, it is certainly the most difficult.

    Daniskira wore her hair long, flowing like a stream’s rippling waves, unfettered and free. #malmaxa

    Before dividing life into good and evil, or right and wrong, we need to determine the nature of evil, and its source. For that, look inward.

  • Tweets for Posterity 84.

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    The clasp, of your child’s hand ~ the caress, of your true love’s kiss ~ these, are the things of bliss. #thought

    Prejudice by any other name, would stink, the same. #thought

    Greatness path… apprehend, comprehend, emulate, aspire, attain, or slide to bottom and start, again. #thought

    look up, look down, look, around. #6words

    Those who swim in pools of negativity, like no water more than their own. #thought

    Some are so blinded by their rage they can’t comprehend truth, until it cracks open their lips. #thought #pity

    So many people, with so little to say, when did the world get this way? #thought

    Is morality inversely proportional to population density? #thought

    Having thoroughly dampened the spirits of all, I close my mouth, and away do crawl. #goodnight

    That the multitudes agree does not grant truth, merely consensus. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 83.

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    Watching them fall to the ground at her feet, she had imagined her heart bursting, in the fashion of each tear striking the earth. #malmaxa

    Precocious Eden would shake wisdom long held inviolate by the scribes in their secretive, whispering ways. #malmaxa

    Gun Control? Absolutely! Nutcases shouldn’t have guns. But don’t forget that guns are not killers – lunatics wielding them hold that title.

    Parents everywhere, deserve a treat, and here it is… a {JuliaGem}, of finest cut, and clarity. https://cgayling.com/malmaxa/2012/12/a-childs-poem-to-her-mother/ …

    Sadly, the will of the Gods is not influenced by the desires of those such as me. #thought #malmaxa

    True patriots refuse to be cowed into submission by their government. True government serves its citizens, not the interests of the mighty.

    Within every man’s heart, lies the soul of his love. Within every woman’s soul, lives her lover.

    Unwell last week, and again, again… got a circle of infection going. Would, that it was a circle of inflection…

    Trying to find a balance, struggling not to flood this stream with blue notice noise – my new followers, each of you I see, I do.

    Thanks to those who read my words, and respond in some way, though I don’t acknowledge each of you, I do see you, and note each name.

  • Tweets for Posterity 82.

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    @DalaiLama compassion’s reward, is compassion, it benefits giver and recipient equally, and without bias.

    Celebrity: a border between reality, and infamy, over which its victims cross, at the urging of fools.

    Consciousness’ stream, the river in which the wise swim, and the foolish drown. #thought

    An account 13 hours old, has just been kind enough to send me no words, just a link… I’ll consider it an opened gift, and pass.

    Ryntam flushed as her Chukrah collided with Yitara’s, her heart and mind suffusing with waking dreams of delight. #malmaxa

    Growth, comes from reflection. #thought

    The worst person to lie to, is ourself, yet we are the most gullible. #thought

    Bought my daughter a new notebook. It came with Windows 8 – it may well go back, because of Windows 8. Enough said.

    Windows 8, in a nutshell… Look here! Buy me! Click, here! Over here! You missed it! A mechanism for delivery of adverts, not function.

    The memory brought with it tears, of anguish recalled. #malmaxa

  • Tweets for Posterity 81.

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    Isn’t it sad, how so many adults are eager to strip their children of childhood? #thought

    When a child skips a grade, who gains the glory, child, or parent? #thought

    @testsubject47 we are limited by our flesh, not our minds. I’ve heard that many times, and call BS on it every time I do {not, on you}

    What is the urgency, is adulthood so glorious it warrants immediate entry? I think not. #thought

    My childhood, carefree moments of intense stupidity, and joy. My adulthood, of terrible pain & anguish, till my children brought Joy, again.

    When all is said and done, {since 12/21/12 has passed, it is} each of us is motivated by something unique. Let the different, be. #thought

    I love long hair, my wife is indulging me. Me, “Your hair is growing into its own.” Wife, “Its owner, is growing tired of it”.

    What makes us better people, our successes, or our failures? #thought

    Might metaphor, the magic within Malmaxa be? http://bit.ly/CGbMal1

    Goodnight, sleep deep, rise happy, eat well, share joy, love long, and with sloth let the cycle begin anew…

  • Tweets for Posterity 80.

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    What a nasty way to end the day. Perverts posting obscenity, and Twitter’s way to report it is EMAIL? Archaic, and extremely disappointing.

    To all those who see these words, breathe, reflect, fill your heart with love and your mind, with ease.

    Thoughts, we sift ~ ideas, from this windblown chaff, pull back ~ words, as seeds into this field, we sow. #thought

    None shall speak for the Gods. #sixwords #malmaxa

    Christmas melancholy arrives, for too many ~ in the season of joy, remember the less fortunate ~ for they, are legion. #thought

    via my wife, “Nine out of ten husbands admit their wives are always right. The tenth is missing, and presumed lost.” #humor

    My son’s wisdom, “The only person who needs another to speak for them, is a mute.” {the next generation reveals a wiser head than mine}

    What one chooses to share often reveals as much, as the words left unsaid. #thought

    Even the most profound people, say the most inane things – perhaps they should stop talking so we have a chance to be heard? #thought

    What we say does matter, for it is words that determine what is done. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 79.

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    If thought of eternal reward, is your motive for good, you’re deceiving yourself, as well you should. #thought

    Were I to knowingly know an evildoer, by choice would I would know them, no more. #thought

    Doing good, to gain, leaves you forever with the same, shallow objective… gain. #thought

    Truest good bears a chance of penalty, with no chance of acclaim and little, of gain. #thought #malmaxa

    Into the book, and away, I’ll be gone, today. #bye

    Your eyes, read words I never thought, see deeds I never did… would that their image, was true. #thought

    Envy: into this mirror should we gaze, for within it we shall see, what the envied think, of we.

    Oftentimes, our own words are the snacks that sustain us during our search for the food of others thoughts. #thought

    The brain has powers of perception far beyond our ability to from little squiggles into meaning.

    You folk see what I’m doing here, don’t you? I’m shaving slivers of consciousness from your tweets, planting them in my mind, and …