Psychic Philosophy for Today (21st February 2014)

This seat to be on where a mind to concentrate on the resources, the balance in essence are uneven, while matters are thinking cool there is this out-weighed flame burning for the position to be in.

Going to have to work on it, as it wont work all for itself, needing that talent and not just a dream for someone to keep that warm cosey feeling inside.

Like a rat in a maze, being there is this central core the direction can be for old written books that has space cleared on that shelf. Or, placed in the middle where hardly anyone notices, and then there is the bottom self. Who looks down there? It's not good enough, if finding the right path to take, there is a bookshelf all for yourself.

She turned up alright, startled too for it was you who never showed. This is when to discover if she is as keen as she shows to be, and this little incident is just another hurdle to get over where matters are unclear.

They come baring with gifts, however it is not what is inside that counts. More for all the presentation, the appearance, time keeping and going above others heads to come out shining from those cloudy visions.

Time to take control of yourself, block out any distractions and listen to your own mind. Like grabbing your own arm and leading you the way, to feel that pulse to encourage from out of the shadows and over-ruling.

Having gone through thoughts with a fine tooth comb, the mind is now broad and clear. Only words are confused with others and need to become that centre of attention to be heard. This is exactly what someone needed, as they put their finger on the right thought. Only to keep going in one ear and out the other to repeat themselves over again.

In the forest; a group of seemingly wise and understanding men gather around, and what seems to be a group of fathers with sons besides them. Many more men come trodden up the path with pickaxes and shovels carried over their shoulder. These men in a group are part of this work, as well as to bring their child with them. A point to make that both work and personal homelife can be brought together. As they swing their pickaxes and dig their shovels, chipping away at the mountain, that this mix for work and pleasure is achieved for having more to rely on. If need be for that distracting eye to look towards their concerned child, there are those to continue in their work. Work that is not far from the field this same single father for a farmer has been preparing tilled grouned for. Only to work alone is where his confusion and downfall can be looked upon, although not wanting volunteers, it can be that mix he really needs to get on in life. As the mist forms a blanket across his field, like warmth from the ground has given cause of steamed moisture from the cold nippy air above.

In the stones; something down the pipeline is that down direction and not on the up although can be for where pathes are to be picked up from, that is if not to be this hook line and sinker where to be left sitting on the shelf, being that corner to turn is a loved one only they never were good at this waiting game.


Ecclesiastes Ch.4:V.16 "There is no end of all the people, even of all that have been before them: they also that come after shall not rejoice in him. Surely this also is vanity and vexation of spirit."