Psychic Philosophy for Today (1st February 2014)

Talking till the sun goes down is that passing bridge where to watch the horizon upon the water. Those sleepy eyes are very much wide awake as they continue to think, hearing music to the ears like the ear drums are producing that sound.

It's how to dress it up that counts for that worth of who gets there first, although travelling along the same bright streaks of colour, the more fabulous to look the more quick to reach where that candle is almost burnt down.

There are two ways to go digging for answers, can either pull those questions and find the answers at the bottom of the glass or, dig the surface they are on and get to the root of the problem.

Tears that fall, lovingly tears, are that shield before their face, that back turned to hide their real feelings. If wanting to talk will have to speak to that little birdy, although not much of little more a vulture. Two can play at that game, as the rattle thrown out of the pram to leave in its place like a parking meter about to run its time. Meanwhile everyone else gets to have all the fun.

In the forest; as if fallen from out of the skies, a large flat floppy disc landing in the middle of the field. A patch formed in a creased circular frilly edged shape, laying there like a badly tossed pancake in the air landing on the floor. If, the crevice like a crater on the moon, an opening of the tip of a volcano submerged on the surface of the ground, a large round dip in the earth, was not bad enough to bare with. This new discovery just about prevents those working the fields from hanging their coats up just yet. And were prepared to, having everyone gather around to discuss matters only some make a song of and others make a dance of, it wont be just time that is considered to correct things, effort as well.

In the stones; not only hitting the nail on the head but whacking it sideways too and as thoughts drift out things are on a roll, guidance that has two ways to deal with things like a plan a and plan b incase matters go further from shelter, seeing guidance to have as a u-turn to return to where the trouble is a love helps with that shelter from the storm.


Ezekiel Ch.7:V.23 "Make a chain: for the land is full of bloody crimes, and the city is full of violence."