C.G.Ayling

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  • Tweets for Posterity 74.

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    Though apparently asleep and content, they remained as alert as only dozing dogs can be. #malmaxa

    @numinousword I’ll be the spark, that ends humanity, and resets the world.

    You have no idea how funny I think I am.

    Off, to catch a nap – I heard the little critters were passing nearby, and figured this was my best chance. #later #maybe

    Another day off work, another day to spend, tending my crop of thoughts, planted in my literal world, Malmaxa.

    My son’s newly created words: imasculine, and porpertrate – try using them in a sentence…

    Speaking personally, everything I say has intent, and is open to interpretation – I have no desire to change this.

    A difficulty with words, is their interpretation, and determination of their true intent.

    Why is it that everywhere I look, I perceive genuine pain, and artificial ebullience? #thought

    Say it, regret it, retract it, repeat it – is there a lesson in here, somewhere? #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 73.

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    Distraction: a great way to forget, a poor one way to complete the task you just forgot.

    eyelid’s dropping in a blink.
    Eternity passed in that motion.
    Memories of joy, anticipation of pain.
    Unbearable love, and its loss. #malmaxa

    Her heart, slashed by sorrow’s sharp blade, bled. #malmaxa {editing, most emotive}

    We fight a war faring terribly for all, yet neither side relents. #malmaxa when, does war fare well? not for the vanquished, nor the victor.

    …you must always question knowledge. Only after it passes the tests of your own mind and heart, dare you accept it as truth… #malmaxa

    Trust yourself above any other. Perhaps these are lessons of the Gods? … Or, more likely, the ramblings of an old fool. #malmaxa

    Pardon these bizarre, off the wall, tweets. I’m pulling them from Malmaxa I – Beltamar’s War, as I edit it for the umpteenth time.

    Umpteenth: coming shortly after eleventy-seven, in the empirical number system.

    Ephemeral: eternity, in an eyeblink.

    I’m still trying to figure out how Iraq intended to deliver its “weapons of mass destruction”. Perhaps, by catapult, or maybe donkey cart?

  • Tweets for Posterity 72.

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    The creation, of my parents initially, my entire existence, ultimately. #iam

    The 3rd half – Those who think the things they don’t say, and say the things they don’t think.

    Hard work is no longer rewarded, it’s exploited. #thought {hoping, for change, and soon}

    “That which does not kill us, makes us stronger.” Friedrich Nietzsche. True, in spirit… in body, not so much. #thought

    I’m off work, with something that laid my wife low. Guess it’s time to do some work, on #malmaxa #later

    Where one groth was, more were sure to be. #malmaxa Editing ain’t so bad, gets me back in touch with the tale, I’d forgotten how it moves me

    Leave judgement to the judges, in time their turn will come. #thought

    Eden’s words brought a tear to Daniskira’s eye, and last parting’s memory to her mind. #malmaxa

    In an instant the womenfolk were meshed, striving to regain a cycle of absence in a single embrace. #malmaxa

    Burdens such as these are heavy when borne alone, yet they ease with the aid of others. #malmaxa

  • Tweets for Posterity 71.

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    When a pariah reveals their true face, gaze long on it, that you might recognize it in other shadow souled.

    Innocence has no hidden intent or agenda, wickedness has. #thought

    Within this virtual world, we define ourselves not by our actions, but by our desires, cast into words. #thought

    Are we defined by our dreams, or our circumstances? #thought

    Dreams hold the power to free us from life’s constraints – our own, and the expressed dreams of others, also. #malmaxa

    Farewell, those who fared well, and those who did not, may tomorrow hold happiness. #goodnight

    Best friends, remain so, though they might appear as strangers to many. #thought

    Acquaintances come and go, while true friendship is diminished by neither time, nor distance. #thought

    Stupidity: accelerating, toward halted traffic.

    Thanks again to the preceding, who shared my views with others, while likely not sharing them, themselves. #diversity #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 70.

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    Choice: a right each should hold, and ever relinquish.

    Part of the problem might be that the sane sit silently by, inadvertently granting the demented access to the mic. #thought

    Can’t be both… Is it the one, or the other? It’s the one… wait! no, it’s the other. Which one is right? I’m definitely, the other. #iam

    Were I a Warrior, I would be suffering from Chukrah debt, about now. Care to learn more? You can… http://bit.ly/CGbMal1 #malmaxa

    Night folks, I’m calling it a day – yes, this is no longer Monday, but “Aday” #goodnight

    Ego is fine, until its inflation. #thought

    What motivation does money offer, besides its acquisition and frenetic retention? #thought

    Money, is nothing more than a means to an end its possessor determines – selfless, or selfish. #thought

    Imagine a world without money. I did, it bears the name Malmaxa. You can buy it, with money – or visit it, for free… http://bit.ly/CGbMal1

    Conflict, or conversation – the cowards path to easy glory, or the heroes way. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 69.

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    if words, are not mine, but yours alone, then attribute them, I will. #thought

    To be gone from this place, I dread ~ yet go I must ~ for here, will I surely lose my head. {inspiration overload} #thought #bye

    Should someone demand you choose, tween them and another, always, always… choose the other. #thought

    I’ve forgotten you, and care not conjure memories of indifference. {harsh words, but in their context, true}

    To Grandmothers everywhere, with us, and deceased – know that we love you, and always will.

    Your gnarled fingers, so tender. Your aged eyes, so sharp and bright. Your wordless murmurs, so loving. To your memory, we’ll be true.

    The survivors are too often forgotten, on them lies the burden of guilt at their escape. They bear no fault, just pointless guilt. #thought

    Insanity, requires containment, and treatment – we can’t legislate it away. Punishing others, for insanity’s excess? Pointless. #thought

    Our hearts blood, the words upon the pages spilled – fear not, this is virtual blood, soiling only the receptive mind. http://bit.ly/CGbMal1

    As atheists take pride in disbelief, the religious take pride in faith – is pride’s purpose, keeping people apart? #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 68.

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    “Even in sun’s bright light were their shapes shadowy. Substantial, yet… intangible. An echo of a reflection, more than reality’s image.”

    Substantial, yet intangible. Real, and a dream, at once. Power, and pain. Mystery, and chaotic distress. Words I see, but cannot touch.

    Universally, politicians pledge to serve, then stay, to gorge. #thought

    I’m not a politician, or a member of any political party, I vote with my conscience. I hope each of you votes with yours. {no more politics}

    Is reality, the harrowed visage our mind asserts we are, or the serenity, others think they see? #thought

    Good deeds don’t acknowledge the value to the doer, though the mass media does. #thought

    The song of our injured earth, heard with the heart, not the ear. #malmaxa

    goodnight all, slumber it does call, and who am I, to it decry. #thought

    During war we innovate, so well ~ during peace, innovation stagnates ~ is our most powerful catalyst, conflict? #thought #shame

    If words, are only words, then how can they be yours, alone. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 67.

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    My son just won his first wrestling match of the contest with a pin, 5 seconds into the bout. {basks, in the reflected glory}

    {JuliaGem} 13, cutting wisdom teeth. Me “Wisdom teeth arrive when you should become wise.” Julia “Oh, so I should have had mine years ago?”

    I’m editing Malmaxa, yet again ~ perhaps times passage, has improved my aim ~ smoothing rough edged words, honing them sharper, I hope.

    A cruel word is like a twice-barbed arrow, injuring the aggressor, and their victim. #thought #malmaxa

    A tragic thing, brought to mind by tragedy, is that we cannot legislate away insanity. #thought

    Insane people, not the implements they wield, are the true killers. #thought

    Take me back ~ to earlier, anguished times ~ for now I can bear to look on them ~ as I could not, way back then. #thought

    Lobbying, seemingly sound principal, now twisted to deny access to all, save the wealthiest. #change

    When politicians forget their purpose is serving their constituents, and focus on raising cash for re-election- they have failed us, utterly

    Embarrassment: a foolish form of shame, serving little, except preventing us from revealing our true selves. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 66.

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    Where are my worthless cohorts when I need them? Lunch calls, or at least that’s what my stomach proclaims…

    Speak of the devils, and my cohorts appear! {mystic meaning, or co-incidence, you be the judge, for those are cloaks I will not wear}.

    @rumor_imbris give a damn, every day. There are many who deserve it, and others who’ll take even that, and be glad of it. #thought #later

    It’s that time we so love again today, but there’s order in my list this day – I sorted them, Zee to Aye… #FF

    my passion spent on a worthy deed ~ I bid you all godspeed ~ a trip for work must I make, though thoughts of you all, I’ll take. #later

    Might casting aspersions on the motives of those who do good, render you an ally, of evil? #thought

    With your hands spread open wide, slow your fall, down terror’s slide. {Hint of my first poem, in 30 years}

    To grant aid, or praise, is easy, to accept it… not so. #thought

    mortality’s short, sweet kiss… a poem https://cgayling.com/malmaxa/2012/12/mortalitys-short-sweet-kiss/ … #poem #thought

    That poem is not an exhortation to death. Hold true to yourself, until time comes for each of us to escape the shackles of mortality.

  • Tweets for Posterity 65.

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    How do my friends, for such I count those who read my ramblings with their tolerant eyes, fare this gloomy day?

    A poor thought remains so, even when cloaked in splendid words. #thought

    Simple words, spoken from the heart, strike true. #thought

    My heart scan has failed, my groping fingers finding nothing worthy of the one, who needs it most. #guilt

    Why strive to limit oneself, to the conceptions others have, of you. #thought

    You never bring me anguish, only a tempering, of reckless joy. #thought

    How could I not know the tortured soul, who bares their heart, praying for a strike quick, not cruel. #thought

    “As to the trivial things over which people grow frantic… most were matters more deserving of laughter than anguish.” #malmaxa

    “In vino, veritas.” – unknown. In the removal of inhibitions drunkenness can bring, may true character be revealed.

    Nothing more than random words, gathered together, and cast into the wind. #iam