Not always dark where light cannot brighten up the place. Just have to see with eyes open wide and the light to look for is there.
A little bird with something greater to say. Anyone will wonder how such a small thing can know so much.
Putting sword to a much better use, will be a rod with a golden line to cast. Still, having the same time to kill. Metaphorically.
It's not the skills to have that fade, however for the people to make use of those skills is what disperses.
The mind is as a room to fill with whatever the imagination thinks of. Same goes with a book, as to open it up and allow it to fill that room with. Some dream of things that others do not, and this room becomes a state of hell.
In the forest; horizons are of a distance beyond the mind can see. However, that same felt presence to imagine what it is to be looking for. It can also appear high upon a mountain where the eyes can see. Yet still beyond the minds reach. Towering above like a beacon giving out its glowing flame. That too can be a horizon, something known to the mind although imagination to the eyes.
Acts Ch.8:V.22 " - Repent therefore of this thy wickedness, and pray God, if perhaps the thought of thine heart may be forgiven thee."
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