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Everything in its season,
a season for everything,
how about a season
for change…— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 20, 2013
Everything in its season, a season for everything, how about a season for change…
With the patience only it can know,
Eternity awaits us one,
and all.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 20, 2013
With the patience only it can know, Eternity awaits us one, and all.
Always contradictions,
always,
for without contraction how will we ever see,
that there are other sides,
than we.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 20, 2013
Always contradictions, always, for without contraction how will we ever see, that there are other sides, than we.
Why so people seem to disapprove of Public Displays of Happiness?#that
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 21, 2013
Why so people seem to disapprove of Public Displays of Happiness?
I wonder if I'll dream tonight,
in a way I hope I do,
in another not.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 21, 2013
I wonder if I’ll dream tonight, in a way I hope I do, in another not.
Soul,
the body's piece, of divinity.@SudakshinaKina I think we do,— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 21, 2013
Soul, the body’s piece, of divinity.
The greatest gift anyone can grant,
or receive,
is time.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 21, 2013
The greatest gift anyone can grant, or receive, is time.
When we are reduced to counting the minutes,
with dread.#that— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 22, 2013
When we are reduced to counting the minutes, with dread.
How could I love my son the same as I love my daughters,
how could I love four unique individual souls…
the same?— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 22, 2013
How could I love my son the same as I love my daughters, how could I love four unique individual souls… the same?
This doesn't mean I love any of them less,
yet it does mean I love each of them
more.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 22, 2013