A place of rest is not necessarily a place of comfort, although a roof over the head for a nights sleep, it's not the perfect settled place ideally.
If a matter of crossed pathes is where to meet in the middle then expect to find four individuals that come from each given path to cross with.
You'd be surprised that this time it's not the bride to blush, even though to just look at them to see for those pleasures they urge for, the one whose mind needs scrubbing up is the latter.
If ever for a screw loose they sure make it a big thing to deal with, we're not talking just for that small random occurrence, but are going to need an extra pair of hands to tighten this nut bolt again.
Wherever the mind is at, there sure will be someone right up that arse and not far behind neither. Which is a shame, as the one who truly would be behind all the way is discouraged for seeing someone else there before them. Perhaps the cherry on the top can be a little birdy, and a bird indeed, kiss and tells for the truth.
In the forest; some do not see for behind the mask, as this disguise has made a common appearance by everyone. The person behind this mask is nonexistent, unseen, invisible even, without wearing such an image. And it takes a loyal follower of faith and trust to see for the works that have been laid bare and set to achieve. These works are what leaves for that imaginary person whom hid behind this such mask.
In the stones; thoughts of a past are pushing the mind away for what is wanted to hold onto and maybe are easily lured than imagined, some tend to swing from one thought to the next if it gets them moving only not everyone are willing to go along with the others, love is flogging a dead horse when it comes to convincing but willing to make big steps when the mind is focused.
St. John Ch.8:V.52-53 " - Then said the Jews unto him, Now we know that thou hast a devil. Abraham is dead, and the prophets; and thou sayest, If a man keep my saying, he shall never taste of death.
- Art thou greater than our father Abraham, which is dead? and the prophets are dead: whom makest thou thyself?"
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