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When I first wrote Malmaxa, it had no villain, for true villainy lies within.http://t.co/m8Gjms9s6P
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 16, 2013
When I first wrote Malmaxa, it had no villain, for true villainy lies within. http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0054RFWU2
Perhaps the best thing about truth is how differently each of us views it.@amiegallette I strive for truth, though I do bend it a bit…:)
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013
Perhaps the best thing about truth is how differently each of us views it.
Embrace alternity.
{Since sometimes the words we have simply won't do,
I made up one that does.}— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013
Embrace alternity. {Since sometimes the words we have simply won’t do, I made up one that does.}
What convoluted mind conceives words that don't exist,
words like this…
Alternity.
Why, that mind might be mine.http://t.co/Dkuh154JJH— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013
What convoluted mind conceives words that don’t exist, words like this… Alternity. Why, that mind might be mine. http://bit.ly/CGApATY
If labels are things we wear with pride,
why don't we wear our clothes
with the inside,
outside.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013
If labels are things we wear with pride, why don’t we wear our clothes with the inside, outside.
Yet when who we are,
is who we hide,
do we fear,
what we have inside?— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013
Yet when who we are, is who we hide, do we fear, what we have inside?
Truth is like art,
it varies
to every viewer's eye.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013
Truth is like art, it varies to every viewer’s eye.
Why do the simplest sentences so often require the most effort?@Bowmanauthor
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013
Why do the simplest sentences so often require the most effort?
Every word I write fights,
and usually,
they win.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013
Every word I write fights, and usually, they win.
From our souls do tales flow free,
within our minds the words sound right,
and then…
we point our pen,
and those treacherous words,
defy.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013
From our souls do tales flow free, within our minds the words sound right, and then… we point our pen, and those treacherous words, defy.
The written word,
over the spoken blurt.#iam— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) September 17, 2013