Psychic Philosophy for Today (20th October 2014)

That intelligent guidance that even when they are being their own personal self come across like an animal. Maybe there is no intelligence at all, just a drawn attracted light to get close to.

Who rattled their cage? Like a wild animal broken out of its' pen from the zoo, being scared for not knowing of its' surroundings. Perhaps all this proves it is that time to now talk about the elephant in the room.

Sure it is a screw loose and not just that tight nut that won't turn anymore. For something that should be easy to piece together has hard work to make. Something so simple for the difficulty than it suppose to.

Are like a bird on a perch beside an open window, to have that freedom to spread those wings for the world outside. Yet, still remain sitting on that perch contemplating for the big wide world. All about knowing where to achieve, as since those important areas are already at hand.

Think of yourself as that tasty sweet reward for them to have, all wrapped up to unravel. Only have too much layers to peel away, where backs are turned for wanting the bare naked truth. Since some give out their heart on show as to rule their head, knowing there is not too much left for the imagination. Then, there are also those who give out too big of a heart at first, that really rules the head. Thinking more than can handle like the cart before the horse.

In the forest; news comes down hard like a rolled up paper being whacked on the table top. A new arrival, only will not make any changes for the lives already lived. That big open land to look out far to, will not prove any more worth by the acceptance of another being to care for. Wide space for freedom, and still to contemplate if there is enough room for another. Making it a group decision for be it parts of land taken away for the home of a living person. Sacrifising the seeds that are sown for crops that are ruined by the seed sown of man.

In the stones; making a giant leap with a little help as not wanting to become stuck in the mud where pathes continue on further ahead, being that moment where something hits it on the head and not wanting it to be the ruin of as the last nail in the coffin only will be a shot in the dark, as love is that home for a governing throne from the house of a past things needs to be aimed higher for that kindled flame.


Jeremiah Ch.36:V.16-18 " - Now it came to pass, when they had heard all the words, they were afraid both one and other, and said unto Baruch, We will surely tell the king of all these words.
 - And they asked Baruch, saying, Tell us now, How didst thou write all these words at his mouth?
 - Then Baruch answered them, He pronounced all these words unto me with his mouth, and I wrote them with ink in the book."