Psychic Philosophy for Today (17th October 2014)

Forget the wolf come scratching at your door, this one comes scratching at the window. Instead of that risk of the wildside and not knowing what goes on inside, they are aware of what is happening within those four walls, the facts.

Talk about the punishment do not fit the crime, when to have a crack of the whip they are bending the rules. So to have you off stage before you even begin your act, and why, for being good at something.

Not just a curtain that makes its' call for an end, sometimes it is a blank screen to look at. If, to go pressing that button, remember it is a mystery world to open up, to find your way, and look for those keen interests that hold you to thought to keep going for more.

Truly are blooming, making a show of your true colours, giving out like a display of fireworks in the sky. You really know how to make a spectacular show of yourself.

Keeping an eye on the prize, knowing they have a great pair of lungs, a big heart and a strong backbone. What about the romantic side, the poetic passion for an outlook, and the kind nature you talk about? When it comes to meeting in the middle, those loins will seem as a piece of meat than to cover their modesty. And will deal with someone for two sides to their character, for making them that way, a shy person to the bend over backwards for anyone.

In the forest; like two characters to a romantic novel, living life to an edge, sitting up there looking down upon those their love shuns on. Only causing an atmosphere, shocking to their mind, as if their love is a curse to dote upon. Not all, as something mysterious and dark creeps up, scratching the surface for the path they walk. That the surface to scratch is the step to take next, as to be glutton for punishment for their detailed lovelife.

In the stones; the more twisted it becomes to more tight the wires are to cross only are wide apart that things are complicated before they happen if not to channel in by other means to have some wavelength, when those thoughts do meet like a live wire to connect matters go straight down the line and need that plan B to cut corners short before to be anymore confused, love who is that gap to fill as to mend what is almost broken knows precisely where those signals are coming from.


Lamentations Ch.1:V.1 "How doth the city sit solitary, that was full of people! how is she become as a widow! she that was great among nations, and princess among the provinces, how is she become tributary!