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Marcus Aurelius, a man after mine own heart, and far before my time. Are we each a recycled soul, cast within a body new?
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
Marcus Aurelius, a man after mine own heart, and far before my time. Are we each a recycled soul, cast within a body new?
In your memories, is it the travels you treasure, or the destinations you desire? #SoulWhispers #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
In your memories, is it the travels you treasure, or the destinations you desire? #SoulWhispers #malmaxa
For me, special is to be near the ones I love, yet in unpressured solitude. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
For me, special is to be near the ones I love, yet in unpressured solitude. #thought
Fridays rations arrive forthwith, consume these for contentment, all are worthier, than most, and I. #ff
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
Fridays rations arrive forthwith, consume these for contentment, all are worthier, than most, and I. #ff
Since, to me at least, is last the most, the best have I saved, for this dubious honor… #ff
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
Since, to me at least, is last the most, the best have I saved, for this dubious honor… #ff
And now, does guilt's cruel blade strike- have I wronged those unnamed, or named first, or last? My honor, to them all, and equally so. #ff
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
And now, does guilt’s cruel blade strike- have I wronged those unnamed, or named first, or last? My honor, to them all, and equally so. #ff
Dare I set the demons free, for if I do, surely consumed will I be. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
Dare I set the demons free, for if I do, surely consumed will I be. #thought
The heart, is boundless ~ fill this limitless vessel, with love, or baser emotion as you will ~ for fill it, you cannot.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
The heart, is boundless ~ fill this limitless vessel, with love, or baser emotion as you will ~ for fill it, you cannot.
Trapped: a rock, a hard place, and the silent void.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
Trapped: a rock, a hard place, and the silent void.
“Were those denied justice ever satisfied with their lot?” #thought #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012