C.G.Ayling

Category: Tweets

  • Tweets for Posterity 222.

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    So, my website is back online. In celebration, a poem from my Julia, a gem. https://cgayling.com/malmaxa/2013/05/mothers-day-is-every-day/ …

    and from the sad, seeps silence. #thought #sixwords

    silence… might be sign of sad, or sign, of sorrow, or for me, simply solitude. #thought

    Sighs, sounds of content, for some. #thought #sixwords

    in sixwords can great power be. #sixwords {but why, limit it to six?} #another six

    My investment, is my son. The interest earned, my daughters. The banker holding them, my wife. #thought

    What is perfection, ‘cept counted in another’s eyes. #thought

    Goodnight, or morning, or even, evening. Whatever time it is for you, I hope it bears the promise of joy.

    My #FF list must be delayed, today. Miles to go, and databases to keep, before I tweet. #tilllater

    Forget the groin, when medication targets the brain we should be smart enough, to say no! #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 221.

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    Few things offend me as much as being assumed “wealthy”. Material wealth does no-one any good, yet it is an almost universal aspiration.

    Think about it, before you blurt about it. #thought

    Will be away all day, sadly it'll be for work, not play. You might pass the time today, by visiting https://cgayling.com/malmaxa/t/

    Taking down my website, in order to switch it to a new host. Hopefully without breaking all the links. #risk #later

    Let us hope for better tomorrows, for all, not a miniscule minority. #thought

    Before action, thought. Before thought, desire. Before desire, displeasure. Before displeasure, distress. Before distress, discomfort.

    Discomfort is the harbinger of change, for the comfortable seek only to retain their comfort. #thought

    The whispered words, of lackeys, to their lords. Time, methinks, for those who set themselves above, to fall. #thought

    {waxing the revolutionary, tonight} #iam

    When the only response received is our own voice echoing, perhaps we should stop speaking, and listen. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 219.

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    Goodnight everyone, if my departure leaves you yearning {and how could it not…:)} you may read more, of the real me https://cgayling.com/malmaxa/samples/malmaxa/beltamars-war/ …

    Pet-Peeve: people stating their theories, as though they are facts.

    Opinions are free, and so are you, to disagree. #thought

    We need no wings to fly, simply close our eyes, a leap, and we’re in the sky. http://bit.ly/CGAsACT

    Little children everywhere, with any game to play, and when no game is given them, their own they’ll form… if only for that day. #kids

    I looked into my brother’s eyes, and saw them flicker, as he died. A memory that haunts me still, and likely, always will. #iam

    Music calms an aching heart, and soothes the troubled soul. #thought

    Memories of twisted time, so strange, a brothers passing recalled, not for death’s cruel whim, but for my daughter, named for him. #iam

    The good, the bad, and the downright sad.

    Do none desire a world based on character, not accidents of birth, or outrageous privilege? Malmaxa, is that world http://bit.ly/CGAmb1s

  • Tweets for Posterity 218.

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    Sexy is more attitude, that apparel. #OhYeah

    Rejection requires refutation. If you don’t do, nothing will be done. Lift your eyes from your smartphone, and scream your dissatisfaction.

    Love, life’s fuel.

    Inexplicable: to be blocked, for RT’ing and agreeing with someone. Oh well, got to stick to my principles, and block them back.

    Principle, a precipice from which any might fall. #thought

    Hopelessness, to give up hope, in this intolerable mess. #thought

    Hope lifts, then wanes with the moon. @rumor_imbris

    If we can’t show we’re vulnerable, we shouldn’t hope for invulnerability. #thought @Klayoven

    Are lines in the sand meant to be crossed, or are they nothing more, than the borders to a game some know, as hop-scotch.

    Pick the path of principle, and from it never stray, though riches may come your way, you from that path, don’t let them sway. #thought

    Principle -{}- Compassion These are not competitors, but conspirators. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 217.

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    Select the traits we note, and enhance them till they’re almost obvious.

    How can society regain control, when corporations grease the breaks?#thought

    As with fruit, Stolen kisses, are sweetest. #thought

    Closed minds can’t hope to see the light. #thought

    {JuliaGem} It's my birthday, and I'll cry if I want {yes, really!} https://cgayling.com/malmaxa/2013/05/a-daughters-warmth/ … share, if you wish. 🙂

    Every bad decision bears a cost, the question is, who pays its price? #thought

    When they are young, we wind them up, and watch them play. As we age, they wind us up, and laugh. #kids https://cgayling.com/malmaxa/2013/05/a-daughters-warmth/ …

    Judgement in an occupying instant, or love in an open eternity. #thought

    For art to be art, it must come from the heart. {Silly rhymes, to frame serious thoughts} #thought

    AARP renewal time. Wife “You ever use it?” Me “Often, but they never ask to see the card.” Wife glaces pityingly at me “I’m not surprised.”

    Apathy, the affliction of the now generation. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 216.

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    We believe we know truth, but what we think we see is only our perception. #thought

    Tweets are best, as perky little things… Discourses, divine? Not here, least not if they dare be longer than a line.

    So concerned with getting ahead, we fail to realize we’re not living, we’re barely even surviving. #thought

    Love does kill. Saw a woman walking her overweight dog – in a baby’s pram. Overfeeding, combined with exercise prevention. Double whammy.

    Aspiring writers, claiming this, tweeting on twitter, showing wit, your aspirations, you’ll miss for now you’re a published twit …er, too.

    Tragedy serves as prompt for purpose. #tornado

    Formed from the dust of dead stars, we are. #thought

    Julia, on a week long field trip, texts her mom. My wife reads it aloud, “Hi mom love”. My son looks at me and says, “Low dad hate.”

    Everyone, is not as you. If you pray, then pray that this truth remains true. If not, then sigh and be thankful you, are you. #thought

    Today is my Godfather’s Birthday. In celebration, Beltamar’s War is FREE. http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0054RFWU2 Please RT.

  • Tweets for Posterity 215.

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    Life is not binary, it is sixty-four shades of maybe. #thought

    Ugly lies deeper than mere flesh. #thought

    Talent’s talons scour flesh, revealing beauty we feel. #thought

    Truth, a stationary target around which we all wheel. The truth changes less than our perception of it.

    Ugly bears a jagged blade, Beauty, a soothing balm. #thought

    Our feet, set firm upon the earth, our seeking hearts… searching for heaven. Our souls’ escape, the bonds of mortality, will break.

    “The only unwavering constant, is change”, so too, with truth.

    To miss Niniel, to dream, yet not to tell.

    Is the most compelling truth about humanity, that there are no absolutes? #thought

    I’ve just realized why I dislike TV so! We see only the beauty of the skin, never a hint of what lies within. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 213.

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    The thing about primal feelings, is that they’re primal. #thought

    Her hand in my, is still sublime. #love #forever

    The strangest thing about time, is how it’s speed increases with its passage. #thought

    We spill our soul upon the page, some perceive our truths, others, just a bloody mess. #thought

    There are those that do, and they were those, follow them, and share some prose. #FF {alldone}

    Guilt is a motivator for self, horrible though it seems. #thought {so sorry to the many I missed in my inadequate #FF’s}

    The little deeds we do, to assuage our guilt over neglecting you. #thought

    Sadness shared, might show the path from solitude’s despair. #thought

    Is sin deeds against an imaginary god, or simply deeds, that are not good? #thought

    Drag someone to thought, but before you throw them in, please, test that they can swim. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 212.

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    I’m a bit disappointed to find that some take the #FF tradition lightly, including the names of tweeps inactive for months. I don’t…

    There are those that do, and they are these, follow them, that they you too, may please. #FF

    Very occasionally, political correctness has a place – for example, in genderless address. #thought

    Short term greed brings long term pain, but if it’s we who gain, let our grandchildren bear the pain. #thought #iamNOT

    A week of hell, on one’s soul does tell. #thought

    Some things, best left unsaid, can only serve, if they are said. #thought

    Stealing from the future, to mortgage the present. #thought #ItsNotARecessionItsARobbery

    Ouch, I apologize for my negativity tonight, my miserable week is rubbing off on my tweets :(.

    The worst of the “it’s a recession” thieves, is not that they steal our wealth, but that the steal time from our children.

    Although I am coming to terms with who I am, I cannot come to terms with where. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 210.

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    Scarred hearts serve as goad to fading memory. #thought

    Is turning a blind eye worse than turning a deaf ear, or in simplest form, of turning away, at all? #thought

    The sound of a single voice is more easily silenced than a chorus, yet a chorus needs a lead. #thought

    A song unsung, is silence. #thought

    Evil cannot be done for the sake of good – evil, is its own end. #thought

    There are no wrong ears, though many of the voiced, are wrong. #thought

    Memories… how can something you can’t see, or touch, hurt so much? #thought

    a 14 hour day, finally done, night and rest, to come.

    The little things we do, pleasure taken in others’ joy. #thought

    Kindness costs nothing, yet yields the greatest reward. #thought