Psychic Philosophy for Today (15th June 2014)

Trying to look their best, in the process of are showing their true nature. Being that bit of an animal it takes a touch of gentle tender love to bring out that more pretty inner kind.

Too many questions that are becoming entangled together and a mass to answer, perhaps try asking one at a time. In their own skills to show will find the answer somewhere amongst there.

She appears alone and willing only has come from a rough background, however. In that attraction to give and show attention towards her, changes her harsh nature softer and pleasant.

There is a weazel amongst the team, what they consider being a headache is saluting the rival side.

Taking those thoughts steady for knowing they are only settled for as long as the anchor keeps the ship still. Who knows what words can convince them to move on, there is that one who grows like a flower. As they develop it is when to bloom they become deep in mind and how many to pick those petals they blossom for.

In the forest; casually, just as they had at the dried stream where the rock sheltered their dwellings. Laying low and making rendezvous and keeping matters pleasant for now, are willing to battle it out are those mighty warriors. Close by is a wise man, abiding time at a near distance to let that passing atmosphere. With this wise man is a young nurtured and trained dragon, to show how this land is where they once worshipped the soil to walk on. The dragon that even when turned to stone used as an idol, an image to praise to. This land is still thought as it was, still that followed guidance, that from their fraction of a world to come from. Now they see the bigger world to be in, the wider aspect, the vision of the young, the old, the farm range. Are they really willing to fight over what has developed from even back then, to see what they been guided to look upto.

In the stones; to be looked upto still need that support to both sides that has a standing ovation for, there is a bridge to cross for being at where that support is at both ends to meet while to be that water under the bridge for casting a cloud over those who applaud, only half way there a love likes to look back over more closely before moving further on knowing that when every cloud passes the truth comes out shining.


Zechariah Ch.11:V.3-5 " - There is a voice of the howling of the shepherds; for their glory is spoiled: a voice of the roaring of young lions: for the pride of Jordan is spoiled.
 - Thus saith the Lord my God; Feed the flock of the slaughter;
 - Whose possessors slay them, and hold themselves not guilty: and they that sell them say, Blessed be the Lord; for I am rich: and their own shepherds pity them not."