Friday, 6 September 2013

Psychic Philosophy for Today (6th September 2013)


Having an inside looking out point of view, to see how those move further out into the open and not be sheltered within the wild. Where the storm is more calm only to be out in reach for it to do it's worse.

So many ideas, so many indications to go in, yet it is that object to see that makes all those directions lead to the same place. Needing to open those ideas through your eyes to see it's true purpose.

With either direction illuminated for left or right, the real light to shine is the one inside your mind that makes directions be moving forward.

A mind that thinks the pen is mightier as the ink burns an opening to let the one you use to know through, only those ideas are now of your own. Although a face that seems empty and thoughtless, spoken words hits that nail on it's head. While elsewhere is that fair maiden who believes there is a love out there, waiting, that makes her heart rule her head. Needs that change of phoenix to make her mind go ever more higher.

In the forest; as more and more hardwork for pushing and heaving, the rocks slowly are into position. Bringing back the foundations that once formed this sacred place, the aspect it once had. Finding amongst these fallen parts of the worshipping temple, is some form of dragon only with parts missing. Knowing the stand it once was positioned in, whether it's head had shown such bravery and victory over. Yet the place it stood is by this magical fountain, not realising how big this temple had been. The point for where the magical water pours is part of a waterfall, a fountain, a water feature this temple once had to admire. How it will seep into a pool of glistening sparkling attraction, that the dragon would drink from. It's magical source the dragon once drank, whether this what turned him into stone or a memory for how dragons were once magical too. Working all day and late into the darkest night, seeing at a distance signs of visions on the horizons. Wanting to be back with their loved ones, resting at home, yet they carry on with their back breaking hardwork.

In the stones; some trails to follow need to be looked upon in an opposite direction as trails can be dragged along from where they began, seeing they are dressed for the part and bring on the sad times it is from where they were is at the place for the mess that is made, picking up that scent a loved one is straight on it only the passion is already being petted for their achievements.


Jeremiah Ch.34:V.13 "Thus saith the Lord, the God of Israel; I made a covenant with your fathers in the day that I brought them forth out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondmen, saying,"

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