Tuesday 22 March 2016

Psychic Philosophy for Today (22nd March 2016)

What use for being a butterfly when can not fly upon the wind and settle somewhere with it's beauty.

According to that little adventure it was the dogs bollocks and even have them to show for, too.

Their world is inundated with the reason they made it as, they don't make themselves for an appearance just to fit in.

Already with their defensive side showing as knew it would be a moment where hands reach for that offensive reason.

Juggling thoughts around inside the mind leaves an indecisive look on the face, no wonder potential relationships are heard through the grapevine. Although others have that diamond in the rough handed to them on a cushion.

In the forest; if to stay under the same shelter the fire burns in, will be absorbing the smoke that fills the room. Making their own passion to be taken in by, than for the smoke to rise for others to see. As by others to fill the room with their breath to breathe instead of choking on someone elses visions. Just as the tide that comes in as far as possible and then goes out again, leaving the grains of sand for anyone to walk upon.

In the stones; it can not be anymore plain and simple for how smoothed out they made it be although as means to go along become greatly complicated, since it will be at their beckon call are sitting on a fence and think it is complicated, directions in love were never simple anyway having to find the right spot as the passion is only discovered when to go looking for it.

2 Chronicles Ch.2:V.14-15 " - The son of a woman of the daughters of Dan, and his father was a man of Tyre, skilful to work in gold, and in silver, in brass, in iron, in stone, and in timber, in purple, in blue, and in fine linen, and in crimson; also to grave any manner of graving, and to find out every device which shall be put to him, with thy cunning men, and with the cunning men of my lord David thy father.
- Now therefore the wheat, and the barley, the oil, and the wine, which my lord hath spoken of, let him send unto his servants: "

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