C.G.Ayling

Category: Random Musings

Random thoughts, from a random mind – mine. I’m fairly confident my viewpoint differs from that of the majority.

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    Choices. Close your eyes, and laugh or open them and cry. Lay low, and let the bullies pass you by, or arise, and risk a cudgel in the eye.

    One of the most precious thing in my life, is the laughter of my family. I don’t think I could go on without it.

    For a moment, forget yourself, your busy day, that you must be… away. Forget, and in that moment stand for the dignity, of man.

    From blackest rage, to silly grin. Emotions brought forth, from memories within, Your name, the prompt to memory. Thank you.

    I love the truth, it is so simple it makes me wonder why we ever need to lie.

    Truth only trips you when you set your feet on the path of wrong.

    Beginnings, so much better than endings.

    Why, oh why, do grown women make grown men cry? Thank you for your kindness, most appreciated. @TempestmissEmma http://bit.ly/CGAsACT

    Societal norms: another way for those in power to define more rules, for the rest of us.

    One life offered, one life, taken. One heart, stirred one soul, shaken. Our death to us does call, and into its embrace, we fall.

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    Feigned logic, the greatest way to express lies.

    Thus at odds, we aren’t, though each of us, is odd. #thought

    We’re not so different, though strange to the other each of us may seem.

    When will war finally end – when humanity holds life in greater esteem than property.

    A nurturing caress, or a painful blow, think of this, with the words you sow.

    What does gender do but give to you a label to apply, a reason, to deny.

    Think not of them as she and he but as entities unique, each of whom themselves are forever free to be.

    Better to be hit with a stick, and allowed to think, than to be hit with a stick, when you do.

    “Silence is consent” think of this the next time you remain silent in the face of injustice. Bravo brave women.

    Women: willing to lie down for love, but never for injustice.

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    Give me truths, full of wisdom to keep or give me lies, to casually cast aside.

    Good, it starts… with you, or it doesn’t start, at all. #thought

    Strange, how it’s easier to help another, than to help ourselves. #thought

    The words we hold, and those we share, the words we choose, to show we care. {silly rhymes, hide serious truths}

    Memories, of those loved and lost. Dreams of happier times, to come. Friends, over all things, friends. As to why, need you ask?

    Governments incapable of providing essential services are incompetent to govern.

    We have “Freedom of Speech”, but no one dares speak freely when they know a malevolent big brother watches. http://bit.ly/CGApHES

    Although I’m not afraid of bully brother either, I take special care with what I say about government – that is not “freedom”.

    Never stay silent when injustice tries to stare you down. #thought

    Let love never end. #thought

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    Choose nice things, or thoughts. Thoughts, you’re willing to share, while things you’ve bought hold you, in their snare. #thought

    How sad is it that our material wealth possesses us, more than we possess it. We don’t own property, we are property.

    It is not our memories that harm us, but our responses toward them. #thought

    Born ten-thousand years too late. #Iam

    Casting syllables as spears toward the heart, this, is the word assassin’s art.

    This, I can promise you… you will regret your mistakes less than the opportunities you missed. #thought

    who dares… will have better memories.

    Though justice should be blind, in America it sees in black, white and shades of gray.

    to friends we might never see, yet with every word they share, their tender touch we feel.

    Words, the salve, within my heart do delve, their flow, a soothing balm, brings troubled heart to calm.

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    Over oceans deep, unseen friends arise, as we set to sleep, over them I wish for sunny skies… let tears not mist your awakening eyes.

    The soul I’ve glimpsed shines so bright it gleams, perhaps it’s for the good, those windows aren’t clean.

    Why are we who we are, and where, could be it’s because others led us there. #thought #Iam

    Though your babies might grow big, they’ll never stop being your babies.

    Always has already happened, now we get to pick our path for the next lap. #thought

    If you never let them forget one single thing, let that thing be, that you love them.

    Words, the anvil upon which friendship is formed, or destroyed.

    Everything I write, is written for a reason, everything I choose for its season, so seldom is it chosen, to be pleasing. #thought

    I fear that having gazed too long on anguish has rendered me suspicious of happiness. #thought #iam

    When you’re juggling fireballs paying adequate attention to the little sparks is difficult.

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    The good times have gone, and that isn’t for the good. #thought

    Are commodities the things that are sold, or the things that are sold to. #thought

    To know souls exist, you need only see one depart. #thought

    Though money doesn’t buy happiness, is does a great job of distracting you with the meaningless. #thought

    When you take more than you need you’ve transitioned, to greed.

    Too often, loss is that which makes us aware of what we assumed we had.

    Manners here, are not the same as elsewhere. Would that there was a button to acknowledge sight of a tweet, there is not…

    All I can say, is that I try to make the things I think, and the things I say, the same. Sometimes, I fail.

    While we may believe our words are pure truth, the real truth is that truth is invariably modified by perception. #thought

    I’d rather be judged for my words, than for my silence.

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    When laws are held higher than justice, money is more valuable than morals. #thought

    “By the sixth bowl’s top, hints of morning sun’s glimmer, reflected from a frozen sky.” http://bit.ly/CGAmb1s

    My beliefs. The life we lead, is our only one so lead it well. Respect those of other ilk. Take no more than your share. Share knowledge.

    If ignorance is divided, is it any less stupid? #thought

    Sharing ignorance serves neither the sharer, nor their victim.

    Suffering is something you alone can bear, or with the ones you love, may share. #thought

    Why is it that the times of most profound insight seem to come at those most painful? #thought

    There is no “us and them”, it takes individuals to make “them”, just as it takes you and me to make “we”. #thought

    What happened to our childhood, things were so simple, way back then. Full of fear, will such carefree times ever come again. #thought

    Some truth can’t be told in words of a single syllable.

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    Shades of words from those long dead? Not mine… they’re only echoes of me, instead.

    A rhyme without a truth embedded therein is more simply said a lie. #thought

    Those who place themselves upon a pedestal, will likely never feel it, when they fall. #thought

    #iam What is… a real man? Might this mythical monster be one who knows that with women, why, we would simply never be. #thought

    {JuliaGem} Julia, in a sultry voice, “Do you have need for the company of a fine southern lady?”

    A lifetime is as naught, when count on eternity’s scale. #thought http://bit.ly/CGApWrb

    If one life isn’t enough, you’re doing it all wrong. #thought

    Family: for me a good place, for you… I hope the same. #thought

    Don’t you just hate it when your muse is too long-winded for Twitter? I don’t, then again, sometimes I do… {a poem} http://bit.ly/CGApWrb

    Wisdom, is not a thing of age, We all feel its strike, when we gaze upon mortality. #thought

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    If you write for art the art is in the telling of your tale not in grammar broken for no purpose than to set yourself apart. #thought

    Today is nothing more than a mold to shape us into tomorrow. #thought

    While hate can tear you apart, love can get you together. #thought

    Wow, just… wow. Just read a bio that said “teacher, ordained minister, prophet”… Not following wasn’t hard. {I love double negatives!}

    Art tests limits, breaks barriers, discards convention, and builds new paths toward frontiers only the artist can reveal. #thought

    Home, it’s where the broken mend. #thought

    Intimacy is more than an act. #thought

    Malmaxa is a better world within my mind, a philosophy of how humanity might be. http://bit.ly/CGAmb1s will it change the world, @SFWC? No.

    As an author of philosophy couched as fantasy, namely http://bit.ly/CGAmb1s why do I pollute my timeline with politics? You tell me…

    The words we say, with those we mean so cleverly concealed, in unseen lines, between. #thought

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    How often I never see, that which lies right in front of me… #thought

    Strip away their cover, and all that’s left, is content…

    Home, it’s where we can be our real we. #thought

    Who we are isn’t the things others see, it’s our heavy heart, with our mind mixed in, and liberally spiced, with soul. #thought

    My wife and I disagree on the #NSA watching everything we do, she’s really upset they aren’t “liking” her Facebook page…

    When the heart holds what the hand cannot. #thought

    You are not the sum of your flaws. #thought

    When you meet a flawless being, you’ve encountered divinity, or more simply, a dream. #thought

    My favorite review, by far. If my writing interests you, start here. http://bit.ly/CGAxAM @akmakansi

    Cupped hands down with my palms up in the African gesture of gratitude and generosity, received. #thought