Psychic Philosophy for Today (29th December 2013)

A long road to be on, direct as to follow that bright star ahead. While the road is straight and through the middle, like a story to tell waiting on the bookshelf, for others is a crossroads.

Looking out to that world to wish to be part of, is that individual door to walk out through. Everyone has their own window to be seen through even if to be amongst them all. It's the world that you wish to be of not the world that they are of.

Even as little as the lunch to have can be seen as that giving off fireworks and having fingers burnt. Hunger can be thought for something other than just a bite to eat.

Being seen in front of everyone to stand up and be heard, before need to keep that smart clean appearance or be looked upon as ill willed, as words are already hot to hear.

A mind in the past that is almost non-existant to hear from others light up those thoughts again, it takes others to play out to make it seem believeable. Others prefer to think for those happy times, those loving memories, to have a mind as sharp as the teeth that may bite.

In the forest; recapping over last nights scenarios have that rolling about laughter and falling about clapping hands. Even those who try to be serious with their potions they brew have the touch of giggles. To appear in her usual form is Our Fairy Princess, larger than life and with her loyal following women prepare her hair. Like rope to tug on, twist, and knot, and twirl and tuck in to create that beautiful look. However, her face appears as if to emerged through the fire that would about to burn upon the gathered wood. Those creating potions turn to their serious face and like shepherds talking out, make it clear that Our Fairy Princess is for a burnt offering. Still to the laughter of the fool, lying on the floor clapping, with the child laying beside him. Tell of his life, his future, the story to manipulate his path, only the need for the Fairy Princess to be out of his way. No distractions, no disruptions, as he is being the one who shall bring the Holy Shrine back to its glorified form. Will her spirit continue, heard across the plains, her ability to take shape and drift like a cloud floating by from the smoke that shall rise.

In the stones; lessons from others can be that lesson to others whom wish to follow but there must a good heart in it to get into their mind, although there can be choices to make that can knock you back where preparations are needed to make attracting aims, come as swiftly as the stride to take a love has nothing in its path to stop them and jumps to that attraction to have.


Isaiah Ch.14:V(12-).14 "I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High. (V.15) Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the sides of the pit."