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Cast my ashes toward the sky, that once more upon the wind my freed soul might fly. @TorontoLydia
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 18, 2014
Cast my ashes toward the sky, that once more upon the wind my freed soul might fly.
that a kind word taints the eye and from it does a thankful tear fly. @tania_she_says Thank you, I really appreciate that.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 18, 2014
that a kind word taints the eye and from it does a thankful tear fly.
Write what lies within your heart, don't pick the little part which you feel sets you apart. @MadelineAshwell
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 18, 2014
Write what lies within your heart, don’t pick the little part which you feel sets you apart.
I'm struggling to understand how the world got so bad, so fast. Pretty sure is it rampant, unregulated capitalism.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 19, 2014
I’m struggling to understand how the world got so bad, so fast. Pretty sure is it rampant, unregulated capitalism.
Capitalism leads consumers on its leash, and treats them, one and all, as thrall. @browntel
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 19, 2014
Capitalism leads consumers on its leash, and treats them, one and all, as thrall.
truth in advertising… a forgotten principle that used to mean "the truth", now twisted till it means "not an obvious lie".
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 19, 2014
truth in advertising… a forgotten principle that used to mean “the truth”, now twisted till it means “not an obvious lie”.
Memories, to last the length of life. @Chibichiree
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 19, 2014
Memories, to last the length of life.
How well we learn to hide, the darker truths, behind the golden lies.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 19, 2014
How well we learn to hide, the darker truths, behind the golden lies.
A lie never becomes the truth, but a truth can be twisted until it seems to be a lie. @DucksFor http://t.co/40mE9wFs6L
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 19, 2014
A lie never becomes the truth, but a truth can be twisted until it seems to be a lie.
Winds will blow, you need not stay, your spirit is free, to ride the breeze, and come back to me. @THOUGHTScafe @fontenellejane
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 19, 2014
Winds will blow, you need not stay, your spirit is free, to ride the breeze, and come back to me.
We're told that what is meant to be will be, yet our soul this ancient lie does see, and from compliance trap we turn, and to freedom flee.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 19, 2014
