C.G.Ayling

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Fit is something I’d like to be, yet not care to do.

Sometimes, art is ugly, sometimes, art is beauty, sometimes, art is clean, sometimes it’s somewhere in-between.

Me, I prefer the written word over the blurted babble. #iam

Or not, who we are might be who we claim, or who our words reveal, or we might not be at all what other people see.

Who am I? For an answer, visit here http://anupturnedsoul.wordpress.com/2013/08/17/i-came-across-time-for-you/ …

There are few things quite as uncomfortable as a warm seat in a public restroom.

A conscience is a sensitive thing, ignore it too often, and it simply stops talking to you.

Knee jerk reactions by corporate buffoons trying to appease a fickle public incited by publicity seeking mass media.

Force artists into the neat boxes others define, then condemn them for experimenting with art.

If art leaves a bitter taste, it is no less art, less art it is, when it leaves no taste at all.

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