Psychic Philosophy for Today (11th July 2014)

Not they wanted to get their claws in, they wanted to make something brighten up the day. A gift, as if those claws are doing something as if Christmas has come early.

Where to find information is where they are trying to reach out to you, as if what is expected to find is changing. Rearranging to put into place as if history had been changed and now corrected.

Their intentions were not to make incompetent, they just wished to take the hard work out. In doing so, have made things simple to achieve.

Look for the horse with a moustache and has a story to tell, but must be quick to hook that bet up just before they are set free.

Having to light up your face right in front of you, to show how appreciated they are, like getting the honey from the bee. Is that thinking for another day, while to consider the bright sun light, others are in darkness and takes a few steps to make to their bright mind.

In the forest; silence, under darkness, with that dead still eerie feeling, can be so quiet that the mouth of the cave makes all the noise. As to direct them towards this opening in the side of this evil, sharp pointed, rocky mointain side to climb. First, to tread through a dense low mist with shallow waters at ankle high. A cold stale texture in the air, that the opened cave entrance resembles a protected shield, that it feels safer to be outside than to go in. With dark black and red clouds drifting thick above, the glisten of the moon that hovers over. This is a battle between good and evil, if the ugly goblins appearing from the mist do not kill them, as they slash their way through. The dead bodies floating making the ground turn red, the challenge is to climb sharp jaggered rocks or face the ghostly wind that blows through the cave entrance. As they resemble mechanical machines in their shiney silver bulging armour and round metal shields, reflecting light like fallen stars in the water. A vortex under the inches high water is slowly spiralling, sucking down the blood that ripples out from the corpses killed. Down into the deep dense pits of the ponds depth, to the spirit of the deep that is awakening like some dormant being.

In the stones; what slows down and pulls you back is that missed opportunity to land on those two feet for what was wished for, if pathes are taken and corners cut can be that bounce back to make wishes wider to achieve, that cut piece of corner is that love who feels have failed the same way and is that hammer to hit on the nail with.


Numbers Ch.30:V.9-10 " - But every vow of a widow, and of her that is divorced, wherewith they have bound their souls, shall stand against her.
 - And if she vowed in her husband's house, or bound her soul by a bond with an oath;"