Psychic Philosophy for Today (27th December 2014)

May seem like fun and childplay, yet those who stir the spoon are the ones for the tools and skills of culinary knowledge. The man is just the hunter, while the woman has the intelligence for what to do with it.

Those twin single beds to share a room in, although it seems as that elderly couple keeping their distance for age. It is the tale of the young who once they had living under their roof, still to think, if ever to have more.

Like a piece of cake, there is no meaning for what is layered, confusion, till to dig deeper and find the real purpose.

You are as a pawn, that piece who is seen first of all, although small, are showing how busy can be. Those watchful eyes that can see for miles across upon the land, it is your part to play that is looked down upon first.

If to miss them like a hole in the head than that hole is shining out a bright light, thinking of those sweet treats to share, there is talks for team work. With others it takes two where to leave that impression behind, still to hold the key to open up that door to them again.

In the forest; there is always someone waiting round the corner to give a helping hand, to reach out and grab hold if to get carried away with the flow. As some manage to take hold for themselves and grasp the wooden ledges to this rapid stream to be in. There is that odd chance someone will drift further down stream where the waters become more forceful. More dense with land rising higher to be carried away with no chance then of stopping. While there is that hero only to be behind them as to jump in the water too, instead of that one waiting round the corner to be ahead of any trouble. Can this hero be the one who gets carried away further, to be that saviour like a storm of two extremes for black and white. A cloud rumbling and rolling across the skies not knowing whether to be brighter days or darkened skies. Like a dragon that has wonder for to breathe fire or not.

In the stones; even though to cut corners there is still that sharp quick turn to make where workings out for divide is not equal results, as there is always a beginning a middle and an end it is between that needs to be clear for a journey or all travels will lead to the same question for why, that love who considers the start of a journey and the end is that just before the finish as what was discussed is only between or doubts will be apparent and precise.


Daniel Ch.3:V.10-11 " -  Thou, O king, hast made a decree, that every man that shall hear the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, psaltery, and dulcimer, and all kinds of musick, shall fall down and worship the golden image:
 - And whoso falleth not down and worshippeth, that he should be cast into the midst of a burning fiery furnace."