Friday, 26 June 2015
Psychic Philosophy for Today (26th June 2015)
They certainly got those crocodile eyes to bring on those tears, what is thought as being playful is just another excuse of theirs to get attention where with others do not.
Really have gone out of their way to create a huge attraction, only they need to make a long stretch to get it, like teasing them to look their way.
There is that focal point they have about them for a reason, while all above is full of knowledge, is that stop to wonder moment before go hitting them below the belt.
Having that invitation granted is that choice on whether to take up on their proposal, as once inside is then knowing what for, and you know what they say about having secrets.
Some burning thought going on in that mind right now, as with can someone who has longer legs able to kick the ball further, is where the need to keep an eye on the ball. Although some prefer to think before they dig for answers, as it is they whom has to ask them. Is where to have that attraction about them, for having a mind of their own.
In the forest; such stories to tell for such keen minds to listen, even with the shields and sword present and that who enacts the tales in uniform. Yet it is truly knowing from experience the real extent of battle, that to live or die for the sake of their future. Not knowing whether they will survive and see their young grow for all their causes. Like a rumbling thunderous cloud that comes roaring across, grabbing anything in it's path it can find. Not until that storm passes will anyone know for the true reality and outcome.
In the stones; not always what is right under the nose but what is right in front the reasons for where elders can have shocking knowledge to tell, even if to be drawn to a straight path it is that turning point to deal with where to be that donkey led by a hay bag searching for the needle, making the bigger picture seen so to follow the right heart in love is where searching are just unanswered questions.
Lamentations Ch.1:V.13-16 " - From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
- The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hands: they are wreathed, and come up upon my neck: he hath made my strength to fall, the Lord hath delivered me into their hands, from whom I am not able to rise up.
- The Lord hath trodden under foot all my mighty men in the midst of me: he hath called an assembly against me to crush my young men: the Lord hath trodden the virgin, the daughter of Judah, as in a winepress.
- For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed."
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