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Wash away passion, and become, a translucent soul, knowing it is lost, not knowing what it seeks. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 12, 2013
Wash away passion, and become, a translucent soul, knowing it is lost, not knowing what it seeks. #thought
The stars we see, are the stars he sees. He resides in our hearts, till his safe return.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 12, 2013
The stars we see, are the stars he sees. He resides in our hearts, till his safe return.
Time’s passage did not slow for their inconsequential troubles.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 12, 2013
Time’s passage did not slow for their inconsequential troubles.
Fifty… infinite paces.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 12, 2013
Fifty… infinite paces.
With a twitch of his head, he jarred his wandering mind – forced his impudent eye, back!
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
With a twitch of his head, he jarred his wandering mind – forced his impudent eye, back!
Anxiety oozing, seeping, trickling, pouring, flooding back, he discovered he could make out no other detail, could see not face, nor feet.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
Anxiety oozing, seeping, trickling, pouring, flooding back, he discovered he could make out no other detail, could see not face, nor feet.
Silenced forever, fear’s nag.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
Silenced forever, fear’s nag.
Awoke long before the dawn, as is usual, yet instead of lying abed in contemplation, as is my wont, I arose, to continue editing.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
Awoke long before the dawn, as is usual, yet instead of lying abed in contemplation, as is my wont, I arose, to continue editing.
My favorite middle daughter's cat is demanding attention. She meeps, and purr's seldom. A few strokes, brings her joy, time well spent.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
My favorite middle daughter’s cat is demanding attention. She meeps, and purr’s seldom. A few strokes, brings her joy, time well spent.
Religion and Philosophy, might these two not be, the true Chicken and the Egg? #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013