Tuesday, 28 November 2017

Psychic Philosophy for Today (28th November 2017)

Everyday is like a board game to work a way across each time, although for the same achievement, with different priorities and sequences. There are some times to step out of this routine where stimulated relaxations will achieve for other pleasurable outcomes.

If to focus on the shadows in life then so even the enlightened areas will be hidden. As while trying to illuminate the darkened corners the matters already lightened will be shun aside.

There are some things seemingly considered as priority when are confusing it for something as like business when is really a pleasure. Realise which things are for pleasure and then the priorities will evolve into the right order.

Where a picture tells a thousand words and each one to see is a chapter in this story. Are not dealing with someone who can answer questions but the actual storyteller.

Not quite surrendered although slightly for where the wool is pulled over some certain parts. Their retreat is for baring those parts that once were fooled by. Ironically, others who encourage to be silent are the one who is actually making the more noise.

In the forest; it may seem like all pretty maids in a row, dressed elegantly yet each trying to stand out from the next. Those curves and bumps of a woman is not all entirely. As hills to climb that make the land far and wide, and distant to focus. There is a post to beat them to where that man of waiting shall be.

In the stones; their initials begins to stir dreams that are already focusing for that fresh beginning, throwing the rattle out of the pram crosses those dreams and fresh beginnings are then clouded visions, if the cap fits in love then that cloud will have a lining made from those feelings.

Zechariah Ch.7:V.14 " - But I scattered them with a whirlwind among all the nations whom they knew not. Thus the land was desolate after them, that no man passed through nor returned: for they laid the pleasant land desolate."

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