Psychic Philosophy for Today (27th June 2013)

You're at a moment in your life to have two sides of your mind tied down. Each side is slowly burning out, depending on which one burns out first and releases that side can then concentrate on the other before it is too late for both.

Working in a world that has areas for all walks of life, although to focus on the area you prefer, keeping a part close to mind for being that whom paints that pretty picture. As less is definitely more.

There are levels to take with knowledge that the more to gain the more to learn, however. It is when to fail, to fall behind where learning becomes even more so. Try to stick to what you know best.

At first a twisted mind now to be more opened, although the mind can go on forever to talk about it helps to wrap matters up. Yet, speaking straight with them can give off in all sorts of directions that this someone, if not to sort their own mind out, concentrates on one thing, love saving the day.

For a younger one; it was all fun and games to begin with yet now to show a more serious side and just how much to be too. Where all that fun is now seen as water off a ducks back focuses for those more to care about.

In the forest; with the crown now created and waiting, they must prepare the ground for their rulers dwellings. Standing in a huge circle, about to worship the ground their crowned ruler of the underlife to live upon. Like a breeze gently blown through they begin to sway from side to side, humming a tune to gradually build up to a softly sung chanting ritual praise. It suddenly turns more serious, harsh in their actions, whipping and lashing the ground infront of them. With sticks and chains hitting out at the ground few feet in front. The circle formed by the positions they stand on the ground begin to gently tremble like shaking sand to create ripples. As if something rumbling is coming from down below, the dust above slowly moves central. With the ground emerging to look more fierce, more hellish with the roaring sound climbs slowly out of the ground a fortress. Their work is done.

In the stones; a moment of confusion with discomfort yet rewarding for something of temptation that punches out for attraction causing to be hooked, the line to cross needs to come back on themselves on a path before to sink, although love comes as a heavy weight and can drag them down all the same.


Isaiah Ch.7:V.7 "Thus saith the Lord God, It shall not stand, neither shall it come to pass."