Psychic Philosophy for Today (8th June 2013)

It's not a case for how long is a piece of string, having hold within the hands, it is how short can you keep it at. As given a length is already pushing for more.

Set in stone and being that chip off the old block is where those stories become revealed. For what is already written is written and is where the beloved feelings are.

To make a great long stride only to test the waters with the toe first is where that line is crossed. A line placed passionately for knowing where beforehand to dig those heels in, which is where that flame begins to burn.

Once seen passed their disguise will notice how tied down they are from around the corner, which is why the need of them to spill every bean at once. Soon to reach the lips of the one who do see past their nose and a head filled with love.

In the forest; never to be seen before a place like an enchanting fairytale, a garden shut away by high hedgerows, yet kept so often. Although to be spectators as they race around the corner, people knowing for the approach only to reach a place to never of known for. All this time, working the fields, trekking the land, building upon, and this wonderful heavenly place secretly hidden from sight. With tall cone shaped trees trimmed to resemble pointed towers, large arched entrances to eitherside with wrought iron gates. Acres of land set alone for the owners disposal, a home built like a mansion only sense for a temple of worship. Gardens with fresh growing crops, and a path that leads straight through the middle with both gardens and building on either side. The path they are to hurry on through, has this place really been here all that time, like a sacred plot of land in the middle of familiar wide open space of fields.

In the stones; you are this 'and' to them for this talent to hold that no matter how big of you to think had been following the wrong person all this time, getting a slice of this outcome has you making a big step to go back on yourself causing to defend yourself with those left behind, making half of this slice theirs a loved one pushes you to gain more of a piece as they too make big steps in your direction.


St. Mark Ch.9:V.6 "For he wist not what to say; for they were sore afraid."