Psychic Philosophy for Today (23rd November 2014)

A test for concentration, they moved so fast that even refraining from a blink of an eye did not see, just to see if anyone noticed places back what was there.

Passed with flying colours, graduated for everything there is to learn on the subject, surely there can not be anything else to gain in knowledge.

Anyone can marry a ghostly figure of white, since blowing that own trumpet, can you earnestly reveal the true face for who to love.

Finally gone that long distance to meet, now that past communications become written classified words.

All of a childhood fun, while to be thinking for childhood sweethearts are actually seeing how much they grown up.

A little birdy comes with tears, since it is words put in their mouth surely you can believe the emotions. As actions speak louder than words for what they have learned. Everything is under lock and key, it takes someone for seeing double for their known skills disguise their trueself.

In the forest; the slightest little thing can send everything into ruins, a tiny pin that holds those stitches together. Like a dropped stitch from all that knitting, the simpliest pin that holds it firmly in place can be pulled away. All that knitting of moaning, groaning, and concerns that built up this divide. Can come falling apart by the sudden single tug of a simpleton, that it was all worth nothing in the end. To have all that freedom of land open up once again for what was enclosed by those making a quilt moments.

In the stones; historical methods that become a family album for whom knows that secret is handed down for holding that key, since a few strings need to be pulled to raise that sail to set a ship try not to be a drunken sailor as gobbledegook for not revealing to others yet keep to the path, conquering love like that mountain perhaps love is in the air for those sharing moments of that well kept secret.


St. Mark Ch.15:V.30 "Save thyself, and come down from the cross."