Even with molten images it is believed upon by the stories many share. The imagination can be convincing but it all depends on how many are told.
Weighing up the work load in being equal for the task to take, determining whether are being made a fool of for what hands are capable.
Where to believe good things comes to those whom wait, by seeing just the start of what will become rewarding. The real question is, to have enough patience for the whole outcome.
What to put in for what to get out depends on what is preferred. While all passions burn with a flame, there are different shades of flames by what is used to give a spark.
While there are a turn for a new leaf, to a bird will consider the twig to build its nest. Making a choice by the change in season, is why there are borderlines as like the structure of a nest. Others consider their nestlings within a small area, the decisions in mind are much greater to decide upon.
In the forest; as a wandering soul alone where the open freedom is a sense of belonging. And to risk the hidden paths with twists and turns seem a place to be lost in. However, if to be with the masses that all take these hidden paths. It is also a sense of belonging for the feeling of company.
The true sense of being lost is the mind unsure where it is heading. Yet to either see all around, or have hope in others to know the way. That lost feeling is something not to endure without a shadow of doubt.
In the stones; two minds alike are only uplifting yet where feet are upon the ground it's otherwise going their separate thoughts, it is these mutual thoughts that others pick up from and decide which path to take where to separately go their way, love projects their mind in different views yet all lead to the same only some reach further and that's where the choice is made.
Joshua Ch.11:V.19 " - There was not a city that made peace with the children of Israel, save the Hivites the inhabitants of Gibeon: all other they took in battle."
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