Psychic Philosophy for Today (29th March 2013) (Good Friday)

That someone who holds the doorway to a collection of memories, like walking into a lost and found cupboard of a past. Clues that show how they believe you went to lead a life of.

Pulling the wool over their eyes only they never thought out how to blend in with the rest, straight away to pin point them out.

Grabbing the bull by its horns can cause an invite to be chained down to, should of been more careful using what to grab.

In the light of day shows their true colours, it's just mixing business with pleasure that has that misunderstanding.

From the top of their head tries to encourage them to put that best foot forward, where changing for how to look at things. As if someone knew to paint a pretty face can say a thousand words, only the one wanting to be true to is in need for sorting out those areas for what to believe in.

For a younger one; many gather to hear a message that comes from a distance and it seems you are the one to bring out this message.

In the forest; rebuilding the past that is by a magical powerful force can not be stopped now. As the Holy Shrine comes to form, with slight alterations so to idolise and admire those areas of before however, to also cater for more people to gather for the purpose of today. Where an ancient was buried and hidden away from over-growth, being now out in the open that holds a significance to this newcomer. Holds the key to drawing the two idols together, as to pull the darkened areas back together into the light. As time develops their two-minds are connecting strongly, this down-to-earth field worker and newcomer from a hatchling may be seemingly of the same bloodline.

In the stones; having been brought up to test the waters first for being on such a short leash and knowing for snakes in the grass, to make aims from a distance to attract them to you can lead them to follow of that snake, a loved one who tried to give more of a lead while others make it more for a appreciated welcome.


Deuteronomy Ch.22:V.27 "For he found her in the field, and the betrothed damsel cried, and there was none to save her."