C.G.Ayling

Month: January 2012

  • Tweets for Posterity 78.

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    Embrace change now, for if you miss it today, it’ll be different tomorrow. #thought

    Perception: Understanding, of the people. Desire, of the mighty. Plaything, of the Gods.

    Perception: What the people think they see ~ What the mighty want to manipulate ~ What the Gods use as toys. {same thoughts different words}

    Chemistry: A suspension, of disbelief.

    Justification: last resort of the unsure.

    Doing another bit of Twitter housekeeping. Self Discovery’s Kiss of Death scale… No interaction-10, Just Links-9, Advertising-5.

    We all have a message, but if that all we have we’re really not here to share, we’re only here to take – Enough takers in RL, no thanks.

    The moment we crush our child’s dream, we strip innocence from both them, and us. #thought

    As moths to candles come ~ so act our words, for some. #thought

    Tit, for Tat? Oh no! I won’t do That. Wait!, don’t go! Tat, for Tit, might make me stay. We’re all susceptible to bribery, oh yes, even me.

  • Tweets for Posterity 77.

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    Cast melancholy aside, will it’s void to fill, with memories of momentary joy. #thought

    Each moment of content we capture and recall, two moments do become, and more. #thought

    @UrsusAbstrusus an amber tint you bring, to my skin, agin… {poetic license, for a blush. Reveal to me, how to do the same, to you :)}

    The most valued, are those who hold themselves in least esteem. #thought

    Doubt yourself, if you must, but never doubt that you inspire. #thought

    Don’t give up on your dreams, that wouldn’t be fair, after all, they don’t give up, on you. #malmaxa

    bottom dwellers, by deed ~ pond scum, by trade ~ society’s leeches, by nature. {of whom, do I speak}

    fantasy, for me, grounded in possibility, must be. #malmaxa

    fantasy, for me, grounded in physics, and possibility, must be. {for Binky, in the Annexe of Eternity}

    When words gain ready acceptance, their author remains too far from the line we dare not cross. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 76.

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    Grief: more than anyone’s fair share, has each of us had.

    Grief: an incurable affliction, once it holds you, it never lets you go, though its grasp weakens, with time.

    To be denied, by kindness.

    And you are handsome… and we are both liars. Sadly, these attributes cannot serve us if we are dead. #malmaxa

    Her silhouette, shapely against the fire’s glow, her stride… an eloquent song, singing of her womanhood. #malmaxa

    Juxtapose to this came the troubling thought that he still hunted trophies to his skill, over food for his people. #malmaxa

    Incoming!!! Don’t duck, or cower, take the hit, with interesting thoughts, will you be bit. #ff

    That I never named you, doesn’t mean I forgot you, it simply mean I {my manual process} failed, again #ff

    Some be old, and some be new, they bring thought to me, they might, to you. #ff {read down, for worthy names.}

    My favorite authors, now number three ~ Dr. Seuss, @JRRTolkien, and Omar Khayyám. {Dr. Seuss, my latest addition, my earliest influence.}

  • Tweets for Posterity 75.

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    Till now, she had never considered the possibility of their infallibility, failing.

    Reveal ourselves at great risk, much safer to murmur trivial words, or turn potent ones, like love, bland through our excess. #thought

    Woe’s twinned rivers coursed down her cheeks, she made no attempt to slow them. #malmaxa

    The eternal match was not one of choice, but of fate. #malmaxa

    The answer of your heart to its plea, and your hand to its caress, will burn away all doubt… as surely as the sun vanquishes the night.

    Understanding eternity, requires acceptance of time as a continuum. #thought

    Lessons of the distant past ~ memory’s mists, faded, and forgotten ~ the future, undefined, imminent, and unavoidable.

    Eternity: it’s been around forever, nothings going to change that.

    Time: a fabrication we measure with great precision, yet cannot alter, or affect.

    Infinity: a pretty large number, yet not impossible for politicians to spend.

  • Tweets for Posterity 74.

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    Though apparently asleep and content, they remained as alert as only dozing dogs can be. #malmaxa

    @numinousword I’ll be the spark, that ends humanity, and resets the world.

    You have no idea how funny I think I am.

    Off, to catch a nap – I heard the little critters were passing nearby, and figured this was my best chance. #later #maybe

    Another day off work, another day to spend, tending my crop of thoughts, planted in my literal world, Malmaxa.

    My son’s newly created words: imasculine, and porpertrate – try using them in a sentence…

    Speaking personally, everything I say has intent, and is open to interpretation – I have no desire to change this.

    A difficulty with words, is their interpretation, and determination of their true intent.

    Why is it that everywhere I look, I perceive genuine pain, and artificial ebullience? #thought

    Say it, regret it, retract it, repeat it – is there a lesson in here, somewhere? #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 73.

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    Distraction: a great way to forget, a poor one way to complete the task you just forgot.

    eyelid’s dropping in a blink.
    Eternity passed in that motion.
    Memories of joy, anticipation of pain.
    Unbearable love, and its loss. #malmaxa

    Her heart, slashed by sorrow’s sharp blade, bled. #malmaxa {editing, most emotive}

    We fight a war faring terribly for all, yet neither side relents. #malmaxa when, does war fare well? not for the vanquished, nor the victor.

    …you must always question knowledge. Only after it passes the tests of your own mind and heart, dare you accept it as truth… #malmaxa

    Trust yourself above any other. Perhaps these are lessons of the Gods? … Or, more likely, the ramblings of an old fool. #malmaxa

    Pardon these bizarre, off the wall, tweets. I’m pulling them from Malmaxa I – Beltamar’s War, as I edit it for the umpteenth time.

    Umpteenth: coming shortly after eleventy-seven, in the empirical number system.

    Ephemeral: eternity, in an eyeblink.

    I’m still trying to figure out how Iraq intended to deliver its “weapons of mass destruction”. Perhaps, by catapult, or maybe donkey cart?

  • Tweets for Posterity 72.

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    The creation, of my parents initially, my entire existence, ultimately. #iam

    The 3rd half – Those who think the things they don’t say, and say the things they don’t think.

    Hard work is no longer rewarded, it’s exploited. #thought {hoping, for change, and soon}

    “That which does not kill us, makes us stronger.” Friedrich Nietzsche. True, in spirit… in body, not so much. #thought

    I’m off work, with something that laid my wife low. Guess it’s time to do some work, on #malmaxa #later

    Where one groth was, more were sure to be. #malmaxa Editing ain’t so bad, gets me back in touch with the tale, I’d forgotten how it moves me

    Leave judgement to the judges, in time their turn will come. #thought

    Eden’s words brought a tear to Daniskira’s eye, and last parting’s memory to her mind. #malmaxa

    In an instant the womenfolk were meshed, striving to regain a cycle of absence in a single embrace. #malmaxa

    Burdens such as these are heavy when borne alone, yet they ease with the aid of others. #malmaxa

  • Tweets for Posterity 71.

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    When a pariah reveals their true face, gaze long on it, that you might recognize it in other shadow souled.

    Innocence has no hidden intent or agenda, wickedness has. #thought

    Within this virtual world, we define ourselves not by our actions, but by our desires, cast into words. #thought

    Are we defined by our dreams, or our circumstances? #thought

    Dreams hold the power to free us from life’s constraints – our own, and the expressed dreams of others, also. #malmaxa

    Farewell, those who fared well, and those who did not, may tomorrow hold happiness. #goodnight

    Best friends, remain so, though they might appear as strangers to many. #thought

    Acquaintances come and go, while true friendship is diminished by neither time, nor distance. #thought

    Stupidity: accelerating, toward halted traffic.

    Thanks again to the preceding, who shared my views with others, while likely not sharing them, themselves. #diversity #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 70.

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    Choice: a right each should hold, and ever relinquish.

    Part of the problem might be that the sane sit silently by, inadvertently granting the demented access to the mic. #thought

    Can’t be both… Is it the one, or the other? It’s the one… wait! no, it’s the other. Which one is right? I’m definitely, the other. #iam

    Were I a Warrior, I would be suffering from Chukrah debt, about now. Care to learn more? You can… http://bit.ly/CGbMal1 #malmaxa

    Night folks, I’m calling it a day – yes, this is no longer Monday, but “Aday” #goodnight

    Ego is fine, until its inflation. #thought

    What motivation does money offer, besides its acquisition and frenetic retention? #thought

    Money, is nothing more than a means to an end its possessor determines – selfless, or selfish. #thought

    Imagine a world without money. I did, it bears the name Malmaxa. You can buy it, with money – or visit it, for free… http://bit.ly/CGbMal1

    Conflict, or conversation – the cowards path to easy glory, or the heroes way. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 69.

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    if words, are not mine, but yours alone, then attribute them, I will. #thought

    To be gone from this place, I dread ~ yet go I must ~ for here, will I surely lose my head. {inspiration overload} #thought #bye

    Should someone demand you choose, tween them and another, always, always… choose the other. #thought

    I’ve forgotten you, and care not conjure memories of indifference. {harsh words, but in their context, true}

    To Grandmothers everywhere, with us, and deceased – know that we love you, and always will.

    Your gnarled fingers, so tender. Your aged eyes, so sharp and bright. Your wordless murmurs, so loving. To your memory, we’ll be true.

    The survivors are too often forgotten, on them lies the burden of guilt at their escape. They bear no fault, just pointless guilt. #thought

    Insanity, requires containment, and treatment – we can’t legislate it away. Punishing others, for insanity’s excess? Pointless. #thought

    Our hearts blood, the words upon the pages spilled – fear not, this is virtual blood, soiling only the receptive mind. http://bit.ly/CGbMal1

    As atheists take pride in disbelief, the religious take pride in faith – is pride’s purpose, keeping people apart? #thought