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So many voices worth an attentive ear, sometimes Twitterverse is worse, than my dreams. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
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
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
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
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
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
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 16, 2012
Change, for its own sake serves no-one well. #thought
Away with words, they serve for naught, when they fail to follow thought. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 17, 2012
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
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 18, 2012
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
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 18, 2012
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
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 18, 2012
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.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 18, 2012
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
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) November 18, 2012