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Inspiration: unwitting words, often unwilling, tugged from the heart so true.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
Inspiration: unwitting words, often unwilling, tugged from the heart so true.
Is the student exceeding the teacher, cause for joy, or concern? #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
Is the student exceeding the teacher, cause for joy, or concern? #thought
Africa, owner of my soul, witness to my birth, caller of my heart's rhythm – I miss you, your music, most. #thought #iam
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
Africa, owner of my soul, witness to my birth, caller of my heart’s rhythm – I miss you, your music, most. #thought #iam
Loneliness is to solitude, as {no one} is to {leave me alone}. #thought #malmaxa farewell, for now.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
Loneliness is to solitude, as {no one} is to {leave me alone}. #thought #malmaxa farewell, for now.
Show them a victim ~ cast them a name ~ mass media distraction, wins – again. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
Show them a victim ~ cast them a name ~ mass media distraction, wins – again. #thought
Touch-Typing: my most ardent desire, my most fervent regret, since I cannot.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
Touch-Typing: my most ardent desire, my most fervent regret, since I cannot.
My words are not of agreement, but of discord, and truth. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
My words are not of agreement, but of discord, and truth. #thought
Conscience, a worthy goad – heed it well. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
Conscience, a worthy goad – heed it well. #thought
Designer garments don’t change toads into royalty, though frogs may believe they do. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
Designer garments don’t change toads into royalty, though frogs may believe they do. #thought
The emotive impact of regret requires no rhyme. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012