Tweets for Posterity 313.

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The only thing I know of time, is when it’s passed, it’s done, so pass time the way you will, yet know too for no one does time stand still.

Two worlds exist within in a single place, in the one you stumble on, alone,

in the other, those who love you hold your unwilling hands and for your failings never demand that you atone.

Blame: Something we are more willing to offer than to receive.

Sometimes the best questions are not really questions at all.

Inconsistency is very much like incontinence, no one wants either.

Enough with tidbits of philosophy, get an entire book of it instead… http://bit.ly/CGAxPr2 {but only once you’ve got the first…}

Though I don’t write to you often, I think of you always. For those in my life who matter, I hope you know who you are, yet fear you don’t.

Are eyes merely eyes? Nay say I, for there are those we use to see, and then there are those of thee, which are to be seen.

When your fluid tongue snags on a rhyme, and you like it. #that

If truth were a layer, where would it lie?