Saturday, 30 November 2013
Psychic Philosophy for Today (30th November 2013)
Slight touch up with a bit off here and a bit off there, or just hiding behind those tools. As this elegant, charmed lady strolls by as if to hold all your meaning in life in her hands.
It's a big city out there to compete in, knowing that certain words by others can give that direct line into the big concrete walls.
That feeling as if air is being blown into your mind to fill those thoughts with empty gaps, thoughts that drift into a pool of mixed emotions. All wanting to do is play that right tune to this life story to have.
As if to give a dog a bone, this is precious and to even think about it is making it priceless, may as well be made of solid gold this bone. Just need to take grasp of the tied moments together that light that flame.
Like a thorn in the side, although of a leaf that has turned and whithered the thorn still sticks to mind with communications. Giving this to both sides of the face a candle to burn, yet one causes to smile with a smug grin for whispers of love spoken on the wind. Throwing that stone to a page for others to read, only they see it as some art form and words are repeated in the ear as if by a parrot on the shoulder, for already knowing is what keeps them smiling.
In the forest; leapt from out of the window to that sacred temple located high in the hills. Landing on both hands and feet with wings spread out wide, as to flown down from the place of worship. Startling the workers in the field who slave all day, labouring over such grounds. Some putting their defences up for fears of being attacked by such a creature. A creature that is small like a child yet a beast that flies. No one has noticed how the child has flown out of the window to the Holy Shrine, as no sign of anyone coming out of it's foundations to walk down the many steps that lead to the sacred home. Landing in the garden of masses of roses and turned soil, this child is learning to fly before he can walk, unlike to run. Gaining a power before it should be able to know for such a strength, maturing into some other form of idol than the knowledgeable mind of a growing infant.
In the stones; working out all the angles and points for corners to turn only were not thinking for the present moment, making a bigger situation than it actually is when really just pushing out for more has to allow to naturally takes its course, a love who appears as the spoon who stirs such ingredients already speak of thoughts for that returning travels.
Ezekiel Ch.39:V.(17-)18(-20) "Ye shall eat the flesh of the mighty, and drink the blood of the princes of the earth, of rams, of lambs, and of goats, of bullocks, all of them fatlings of Bashan."
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