All those lies that had that nose to grow, might want to keep matters warm, or lies will turn cold for what to be recognised for.
A mother goose that can't help but stick their beak in when they praise their eggs like golden.
Being at their beckon call to do as demanded has them looking as if to wear a golden fleece yet are merely an imitation. Fools gold if anything, still obey their command like there is no other hope.
A relationship like either being the sun and moon, hardly seen together and if the random chance are just causes an eclipse.
Everyone can find the answer by taking a leaf out of their book but it is finding what to look for. Where answers have been found before by others is whether to believe or not.
In the forest; like releasing a tamed bull into the wild, unsure for what is expected. That it's raging stampede is from fear of the outside world. Even though there is a world out there but of what. From being manipulated within where to be contained convinces an unsure mind. Than a shepherd with his flock that allows the wide open space to roam in.
In the stones; putting health before wealth determines just how over the hill to feel yet advertisings think otherwise financially, believing will keep digging deeper unless to oblige to the path of riches to comprehend, love understands where the mind is at and sees for behind those advertisements like a luring shadow yet passes on.
1 Samuel Ch.20:V.30 " - Then Saul's anger was kindled against Jonathan, and he said unto him, Thou son of the perverse rebellious woman, do not I know that thou hast chosen the son of Jesse to thine own confusion, and unto the confusion of thy mother's nakedness?"
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