Tuesday 31 December 2013

Psychic Philosophy for Today (31st December 2013) (New Years Eve)


A place for an ancient ritual ground unravel the mystery to a past history work place, considered long gone and buried is an entrance to an old tomb.

Wanting to put those feet up yet the festivities cause a lit up mind to go along with the purpose, that need to feel to spread those wings only truthly need to keep those spirits up.

Making it understandable for those younger minds, the grown-up fables to teach still lead to same meaning, to dig for answers.

Look towards the less keen eye that seems to be a pile of discardable items, amongst them can be something unique to point that finger towards.

As if to be hearing the same thing and making it heard too, yet time also ticks by as well as the heart. Others have plans and interests waiting for that call, somewhere else to be than in those arms.

In the forest; making use for some meantime, a pastime to fish. Only others have other means for this place of interest. While one needs the peace and quiet to be patient with their catch, others although silent in their motives yet a game to play that distracts and disturbs. With opposite sides for opinions, they each blame eachother for the use of this given place. When the truth is, it is the place they use that is causing the disagreement. A small inlet of water like a pond or lake to fish in, yet seen also as an obstacle for game play. Only the use of this small area of water are for different reasons for the certain individual.

In the stones; having a pinch for a corner to turn only makes that corner more of a turn to make than the smoothness which makes matters go in circles, although pathes are easy to pick up on while matters are moving along confusion is cause for concern, taking matters gradually than considering straight forward makes sense of the confusion as if love is the sense of it all.


Psalms Ch.107:V.6 "Then they cried unto the Lord in their trouble, and he delivered them out of their distress."

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