C.G.Ayling

Month: January 2012

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    A friendship without trust might be better termed a mutual-use association.

    The past: to be treasured, or to be forgotten. The only one that should choose, is you.

    I don’t like bragging, but I do… My daughter Julia made us the best apple pie I have ever tasted. Ever. Happy Thanksgiving!

    Which is better, the hard truth, or the easy lie, a joyful dream, or a miserable life, peaceful poverty, or strife.

    Ignorance might be bliss, but only for the ignorant, for the rest, is it pain, you see the ignorant seldom change.

    The next time someone asserts, “You can have it all!” ask , “And what will that leave you?”

    We inhabit a world of plenty, capable of granting every inhabitant a good life, yet… billionaires, and slaves, obesity, and malnutrition.

    When I was young I hated being compelled to eat all my food because “there are hungry people somewhere.” 50 years later, I finally get it.

    As a man I wanted you to know that what matters most to me is what lies within your chest, not atop it.

    A big heart, better than any breasts.

  • Tweets for Posterity 357.

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    All Snowflakes have six elements. In Malmaxa, six is the Number of the Gods. http://bit.ly/CGAmb1s

    Perhaps dreams are the reality, and this life we think so real is merely their nightmare.

    Societal lies: those things we’re so constantly told we should be that we start to accept them as truths.

    Though a truth be repeated a thousand times, it is no more true on the thousandth than it was on first utterance.

    A lie remains a lie, no matter how often it is asserted as truth.

    The person a liar has the most difficulty convincing is themself.

    It is easier to believe the lies another tells, than it is your own.

    Even viruses may dream, but machines? I think not, for were there space ‘tween 0 and 1, binary would die and ternary, be born.

    The size of breast that is the best, is the size you have upon your chest.

    In matters of social interaction our mind trails far behind our heart.

  • Tweets for Posterity 356.

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    Though I am still looking, I still don’t know what I am, perhaps one day I’ll find out.

    Listen to your heart for your head to often trails far behind.

    In our own way each of us is an addict, some to substance, some to love, some to power. All we need ask is, “Do we want to stop?”

    When you think you’re at the end, what you do, is start again.

    Such positive ways to see such negative things.

    Ignoring instinct is a talent we shouldn’t pass along.

    “Experience comes in two flavors, one year, repeated multiple times, or multiple years, unrepeated.” – unknown.

    For fantasy to be fantastic it has to be believable, I need to see people I know, both good and bad, in the characters.

    Between the lines… this is where our dreams reside.

    Possessions whose only purpose is to be possessed. #why

  • Tweets for Posterity 355.

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    When wisdom seems to lie in shallow, stagnant pools, only fools, will drink.

    If I could offer another a single thing, it would be dignity.

    Life, for love, yes, for commerce, no.

    I just overheard my wife saying, “Charles had an embolism.” I’m pretty sure she just called me a clot!

    To everyone who thinks they aren’t beautiful, you are, your modesty holds far greater attraction than arrogance ever will.

    “Where look the wise, to their feet, or to the skies?” http://bit.ly/CGApWiS

    What a sorry, sad little world this would be, if everyone were the same as me. {Who we are is defined by our differences.}

    Those who never question, have no hope of learning, sadly, they’ll never know.

    For every Absolute, there is an Exception.

    It does, for our deeds determine something – whether we are remembered, with love, or whether we are forgotten, with joy.

  • Tweets for Posterity 354.

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    What can we do, but try?

    When credit is due, give it, and when it is due you, take it with humble hands and a thankful heart.

    To relinquish hope is to relinquish life.

    Who we really are is far too precious a picture to let someone else paint.

    A life without pain would be a life without pleasure.

    A soul touch is a gentle caress, more tender than any physical kiss.

    For two souls to touch must the bodies too, I think not, least with me and you.

    Where will the kind forever dwell, in our hearts, not in our hells,

    and what of the greedy, and the cruel, dispersed into soon forgotten dust, if our universe proves just.

    in a likely vain hope, of universal justice… https://cgayling.com/malmaxa/2013/11/of-heaven-and-hell/ …

  • Tweets for Posterity 353.

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    I believe our need of acceptance, approval, and love is coded to overwhelm, and it often does.

    The more significant the truth appears to be, the less definite it is.

    I am a man, the wind blows, a clear sky is blue, divinity dwells within, there is more than life, I have a soul, I am…

    If I said you had a beautiful mind, would you pose it against mine… {http://www.metrolyrics.com/if-i-said-you-had-a-beautiful-body-lyrics-bellamy-brothers.html …}

    In real life there is no replay, we either get it right, or we get it wrong.

    Life comes, and then it’s gone, yet words… they remain, so in a another way authors trade life for a sort of immortality.

    Some pictures really do speak to us, what makes this strange is how they cannot talk.

    I look at my Twitter interactions and what do I see, the same as I do in real life, people talking about other people, talking about them…

    Writers must write, and yes, like most people sometimes we have to fake it.

    I can’t thank everyone who visits my timeline, but I promise this, if you leave your mark, I see it, and seeing it, I see a bit… of you.

  • Tweets for Posterity 352.

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    Pain shared, diminishes, while joy shared, increases.

    Me: The person I lose when I pretend to be someone I am not.

    The source of all rivers is the sky.

    Sickly clouds, skittering across a sullen, polluted sky, what do we do to our water, and our world.

    Tread softly, lest our footprints sink too deep.

    Peace of mind comes from believing you’ve done the right thing.

    Truth, so simple a word for so difficult a deed.

    In a world where good news is so rare, when one finds it, one shares.

    All too often it seems the saying should really be, “man’s inhumanity, to woman.”

    Your truth need not be another person’s lie.

  • Tweets for Posterity 351.

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    We are one. http://bit.ly/CGApWiS

    The escalation of arrogance, when someone thinks they have something you desperately desire. #that

    Strong opinionated people raise strong opinionated children. The Moral? Dictators who wish to remain dictators, should not raise dictators.

    Copyright infringement is not a victimless crime, the term “starving artist” doesn’t describe a fantasy, it describes reality for too many.

    Selecting books to read on a long trip has led me to the inescapable conclusion Amazon’s *ratings are utterly meaningless.

    To catch our dreams, or to set them free…

    Provided they do no harm, everyone is entitled to their own values. http://bit.ly/CGApTAV

    The measure of wisdom is not knowledge, it is understanding.

    Many authors rely on characters rendered incredible by status, wealth, or unbelievable talent – why, when the most ordinary are incredible?

    The only type of person I have never met, is one who is not unique.

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    Reflection results in an understanding that rote repetition can never hope to grant.

    Is wisdom bought from a bottle worth anything at all?

    When no one loses, everybody wins.

    Sexy is a state of mind, more than it is a state of dress.

    There are always words, finding the right ones is where the challenge lies.

    No more “the haves and the have nots”, but “the haves and the you shall not haves.” {Might this be when the world went wrong?}

    Anger held within cannot know release.

    There is no such thing as “traditional American values”, the USA is a cultural melting pot, not a one pot kitchen that only cooks cabbage.

    Sometimes 140 characters pushes the limits of succinctnicity {sic}. {When words aren’t enough, make up new words.}

    As I am at a loss to define “us”, it may be inevitable that I’ll never identify “them”.

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    I took Mom to the airport, sent her on her way, wondered if I’ll ever see her, on a coming day, then turned away before I cried, why?

    Don’t tweet the people, tweet the message.

    The most difficult person to please is ourself, yet we’re also the easiest to disappoint.

    The only thing that should bind, is compassion.

    The smallest steps taken are still an advance, the smallest steps lost, a retreat.

    Judge? We must, but we need to understand what we’re judging, and why. http://bit.ly/CGApJud

    Might the test of true wisdom be when we apply it to ourself, as readily as we do to others.

    Opinions stated as fact, do not become fact.

    Conception Birth Life & Death are our reality, our reality is not opinion, it is our fact, all outside of reality is opinion.

    Repetition and rote might result in knowledge, but only understanding leads to wisdom.