When a voice can be heard loudly amongst a vast many minds, what moment to decide upon that makes that voice sure when to be heard at the right moment.
A sheet of paper so flimsy and delicate yet can hold words of a tough and firm thoughts, not all soft approaches touches as fragile but can cause a harsh attack.
Engraved into stone are just words but knowing there are those whom shall be as a heart of stone for the name they have set in.
Some names are lit up in the sky like a huge symbol to hover over everyone, while for others a name is on a piece of paper that they themselves will try to shout across the plains about.
Repeating occurences may have by now been contradicted to give an understanding to oblige to someone's initial deceitful intentions. Where others are born to understand these outcomes and influenced by an elder, then who is right or wrong.
In the forest; curiousity is a surreal thing to have, whereby having the courage to investigate but unsure if having the right methods for what to find. As a ship built for battle that tries to conquer the narrow rivers that lured such a tough piece of equipment up the creek. Or a wild ferocious beast that hunts for food only to find an edge of land that knows only where to find such a meal. Curiosity is a brave determined sense of feeling but also a weak and feeble outcome.
In the stones; some decisions are like a bouncing ball attached to string and not knowing how far it will bounce but neither also giving enough length incase it bounces too far, where a friend comes in to give either that extra length or when to tug on things for being a decision wanted but making it perfect, love can only be one or the other when choosing the short version or in it for the long haul so no snags in that string to tie.
St. Luke Ch.16:V.17 " - And it is easier for heaven and earth to pass, than one tittle of the law to fail."
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