Some larger than life felt presence speaks much louder than the chance to shine like a star. To become like hanging on a string as a bell that resounds their voice to echo.
This pigs ear made on things is having a slow reaction to recover. Gradually piece by piece to correct what still lays there across that path.
The more the guests to have the bigger the cake will need, and everyone gets a slice to eat.
Like being inbetween two different plains, as a duck sitting on water. Can either get tangled up in what cannot be seen below, or drift in direction towards the surfaces vision.
Were on the right track however something is encouraging thoughts in the back of the mind. This is pushing further ahead than seeing for that turning where everyone is travelling to. Upon arriving at the other end, will become the talk of everyone for not turning up.
In the forest; now the magic is over from the mysterious sense for the moment. All slowly gets back to nature again, where everything blooms and butterflies appear. The days are brighter like a break in the clouds have opened up. And that concealed atmosphere that formed for that recent purpose slowly fades away.
2 Kings Ch.3:V.23 " - And they said, This is blood: the kings are surely slain, and they have smitten one another: now therefore, Moab, to the spoil."
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