Psychic Philosophy for Today (6th November 2013)

Time is on their side for when to return to this open book that is left open on that path.

A choice for being selfish or selfless, a decision in which direction to go in. Be it the relaxing time away, or baring in mind for the appearances and being held to mind with the feelings above to guide onto the right track.

Mother knows best when to speak for such words, words that are put in your mouth for speaking of the home. These words can only be spoken when to sort out this haunting vision of oneself.

If the guidance was not enough, their convincing mind also, to look in that direction where to speak in volume for love. Only someone is looking further ahead than themselves as if to be too slow to keep up with those horizons lovingly broad.

For a younger one; it's those simple things to look upon that are not seen for their real hard work.

In the forest; and so it begins, the change once again at the Holy Shrine, atmospheres spiralling out of control, spinning into action. This time it is not the foundations that are centre of this mind control, it is the child who stands centre of attention. Although is no longer a child, as darkness takes some form and alters his image yet his mind is brightly coming across. Not even to sort the men from the mice are considered, as even the mice are messengers, carriers of old wise commands. The mice that are seen as old before their time, however for believing in the spirit that now has been risen once again. To look towards the child for where this spirit is strong and opens his wings wide to spread across. The change in atmosphere blows like the wind across the land, spreading through everyones minds, and fading just like the mist that it came. Their thoughts are now altered, to focus towards this now emerged existance.

In the stones; there is a love dilemma a triangle although both are charmed yet cause mixed emotions even if their stories to read are what makes to pace up and down, to hear from the horses mouth and believe with their own eyes speaks louder and only a returning passion can distract their focus, a love who holds back like a guiding burning torch on the wall of a darkened passage has that passion under wraps and disguised from the hearsay truth.


Jeremiah Ch.18:V.10 "If it do evil in my sight, that it obey not my voice, then I will repent of the good, wherewith I said I would benefit them."