C.G.Ayling

Author: CGAyling

  • Tweets for Posterity 45.

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    echoes, in vast places, are echoes no less. #thought

    @docmarion I wanted to thank you for this thought, time stayed my earlier response. Indeed, some of us are more – than +. Are we {less} {:)}

    Might the most precious gift you can grant your children be liberation, from your restrictive beliefs? #thought

    Rather than demanding your children comply, encourage them to question. #thought

    Our children grant us their trust, is indoctrination a fitting reward? #thought

    Love, a stream of cleansing forgiveness, removing reality’s taint. #malmaxa {III}

    And again… I cast words as stones apon twitters pool, watch their ripples expand, and expire.

    I am, puzzled… by the actions of others ~ they like, yet they don’t share ~ Why? #thought

    exhaustion renders me incoherent. does removal of a comma negate the need for attribution? I think not, others think so. oh well, no matter.

    a simple word, to an ill-formed question, an explanation, and twitters waters seem less murky, more inviting. we learn, or not. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 44.

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    She waters my smile, with her pure tears. #thought #shame

    Passion’s pull, is not lessened by rhythm’s lack. #thought

    Love: a cheap word to be tossed and retrieved ~ or, a feeling to be treasured and revered. #thought

    Again, too you, do I bid adieu. Random thoughts here, do I sprinkle. http://bit.ly/CGtweets #thought

    Evening folks, not going to be here long, as I’m doing an amateur recording of #malmaxa {1} – it’s a lot tougher than I anticipated.

    Though shame can be a motivator of change, most often it simply clenches shut the throat, forcing its victims to swallow it. #thought

    Seek not that which serves you, but that which makes you a better person. #thought

    I seek truth, in our lies. #thought

    Those in pain, seek relief, regardless of its cost. #thought

    I am, a fomenter of discontent ~ I relish, discord ~ I strive, to reveal my thoughts, my truth. #iam

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    @rumor_imbris does the full moon draw near, dragging misery in its wake? For many is this true, both me, and you.

    When the moon wanes, so too subsides our pain. #thought

    @rumor_imbris and, once again she proves my point, striking me with inspiration’s dagger – the blood it sheds… thoughts, cast into word.

    Begrudge none their honest work, and none, their joy. #thought

    Thoughts of doing good amount to naught, if thus they do remain. #thought

    A random strand ~ some say, strange ~ of melded DNA. #iam #youare #UsAll

    Only if actioned, do thoughts truly count – revealing them as words begins that course. #thought

    Fear and Sorrow, Tears and Regret, Desire and Due – these are the catalysts, of change. #thought

    Inspiration’s pool, deep, dark, and dangerous. #thought

    Corruption should not be a privilege of power, but a target for its wrathful blade. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 42.

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    In this virtual world there’s little reason for a lie, yet here too they dwell. #thought

    Many of us share this cramped room ~ hearing nothing, save our inner demons ~ seeing naught, save a mirror. #thought

    Religion: an intangible thought thriving in devastation, failing in success.

    I am, of many minds. #iam

    A malcontent, seldom satisfied with my utterances. #iam

    My fantasy… for readers to find, read, and refute http://bit.ly/CGbMal1 #malmaxa

    In each of us does divinity dwell. #thought

    I bid you all adieu, for a while, should you care, more words do I re-share… right here http://bit.ly/CGtweets

    Only three days away,so many messages, missed. #thought

    War waits for no man, and for women, but a cycle. #malmaxa

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    For many, might the absence of distress, be pleasure? #thought

    Innocence: lacking awareness of guilt. #thought

    Scan history’s scale – weigh the bad of organized religion, against the good. #thought

    Humanity’s defining attribute, is our desire to understand- some accept religion as a substitute for questions they cannot answer. #thought

    Without women, men cannot be. Without men, women cannot be. Any failure to realize this fundamental truth, is total. #thought

    Mystery, is the epitome of fascination – it draws our hand and heart, disregarding danger. #thought

    With conviction we state our case, believing our truths, convinced we state facts, when only opinions do we share. #thought

    Without hope, could we continue? #thought

    More than that. More than sex, or choice, or even gender – which might be considered the real root of diversity. It is as I first said.

    Is it not strange, how mere words can prompt change. #thought

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    Diversity is as necessary to successful society, as it is to the biosphere. #thought

    What does “good with money” mean? Not that you do good with cash, but that you are good at its retention – which isn’t good. #thought

    Commercial messages corrupt Twitter’s stream, soiling its waters, spoiling this dream. #thought

    Without conflict, the concept of peace loses power. #though

    When the heart and the head collide, the heart is bruised, and the head regrets. #thought

    Judgment, the last recourse of those desperate to believe in something greater than themselves. #thought

    Tell me why, or tell me not at all. #thought

    Each day one eats, and is sheltered, is thanksgiving. #thought

    Concepts, of a created culture – hints, given by a glossary. http://bit.ly/CGbM1g #malmaxa

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    Troubled, by omens within her dreams – twice troubled that disclosing them brought distress. #thought #malmaxa

    Treasure the moments in your life, where joy lets you grow, but treasure too the catalysts of pain. #thought

    Is life divinity’s reward, death’s precursor, or nothing more than an end unto itself?

    While belief delivers faith, it doesn’t grant truth. #faith #thought

    “It is Kadae. Kadae! Not ‘he’, not ‘that’, not ‘him’. It… is… Kadae… Do not forget it again!” #malmaxa

    Oftentimes, imagination exceeds reality – be content with dreams, while knowing them for such. #thought

    The future is not yours to give, nor mine, to take away. #thought

    In many African tribes, the respectful way to address a mother, is by her child, you might be “Mother of Thirdy” @thirdysmom

    As happiness often brings a smile, sadness sometimes heralds inspiration. #thought @rumor_imbris

    In the darkest times, does inspiration shine brightest. #thought

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    So many voices worth an attentive ear, sometimes Twitterverse is worse, than my dreams. #thought

    Fate, mute watcher of errant humankind, knows well our self-inflicted destiny, demise. #thought #malmaxa

    Cute sound-bites, promising material rewards ~ delivering naught, save recriminations of self ~ for daring foolish hope. #thought

    Change, for its own sake serves no-one well. #thought

    Away with words, they serve for naught, when they fail to follow thought. #thought

    Is our world the physical manifestation of a divine dream, or is divinity humanity’s ethereal illusion? #thought

    A caring word is not easily uttered, for a hard man. #thought

    Where the intelligent imitate ignorance, easily – the ignorant fail at feigning knowledge. #thought

    Take a bowl of pain, sprinkle it with anguish, mix in loss, top with difficulty – the growing bloom is your soul’s blossom, revealed.

    For hard men, a tender word is like a lash. #thought

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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?

    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

    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

    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

    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.

    “Were those denied justice ever satisfied with their lot?” #thought #malmaxa

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    We are all primitive beings, drawn more to carnage than calm. #thought

    Man’s degree of civilization, is directly proportional to his ability to quell his most primitive desires.

    I think those were words my Godfather used, if not captured true, the thought I grasped.

    Another knight, brought to his knees, by grout. {Yep, I just finished laying the tile in our bathroom.}

    I am, {OftenWrong}. #iam

    It seems there is little room for Logic and Sanity, in an insane world. #thought

    Hardship, the chisel that chips away desire, eventually exposing the underlying need, of all. #thought

    Superstar Irish Award! “Julia is an outstanding social studies student. She questions assumptions and can critically evaluate information.”

    That, is my favorite youngest daughter, Julia. Acclaimed by her school, but not as much as by her parents.

    My favorite, only son, lecturing me “There is no right and wrong, dad. There is only Opinion A, and Opinion 1.”