Wednesday 7 December 2016

Psychic Philosophy for Today (7th December 2016)

Considering for being that time of year, the real enthusiasm and need to be energetic is much later. Instead, use this moment now as a means to freshen up and recharge that tired body.

They are focusing in thought with one need to present themselves, only having to wait for that 'green light' to let them near.

A blank page at the moment for this wanting chapter in life with certain pleasures. Seems will have to please others first before getting any satisfaction for own self.

Some try so hard to make them follow their nose, refusing to just makes their nose stretch even longer. Well, they have been forced to tell little white lies.

Can't help some people, having gone through decades of witnessing changing behavioural patterns. They basically made to be that overruled fool, which has others thinking on how not to be. It is their foolish behaviour that has a change for better, where others are concerned.

In the forest; the mind can travel further than the body achieves. Such as the open free land, as distant as the land can spread, yet there are only certain areas capable of reaching. Like winding pathes and roads to lead somewhere, but knowing they can lead even further. If the mind allows for such deeper thoughts to travel to, then may be will find the wanting ground to stand on.

In the stones; there are different ways for climbing the ropes as the type that hangs around waiting to be grasped to further such intentions, but some are already tied down when wanting to better themselves causing it to be a wall instead to climb, love who cuts free those bonds but creates to be something to overcome will also be the vine that assists in such wall.

Isaiah Ch.38:V.11-13 " - I said, I shall not see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
- Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
- I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me."

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