This room to feel trapped in, a subconscious state of mind, were only ever trapped within the mind itself. As all the possibilities to escape were there, however to tell oneself are impossible.
Fixing what has parted will take as long as that reel of thread requires it. Remember it is the surface to be contending with, and that surface can be scratched with their claws sharp like the fangs of a venomous snake.
They have a lot of photographic memories to wear upon them. By the time they walked up that aisle, all the memories to behold come down to one picture and that being just them.
It also works the other way around when not to go judging a book by its cover. How they may seem on the outside, once to know their true story realise the worse of them.
The god to believe in is there observing. On how to be distracted towards a false idol. All those other times in hope for that one true being. Whom to educated the young with, however, who is it truly that has been achieving the real divination.
In the forest; that sense of the earth moving but not going anywhere. Is the feeling of having the world under the feet. Like walking on air only it is the world that moves and not oneself. The sensation of things passing by yet still there in its place. Is just the time of day changing in the atmosphere. Basically on a plain to see it go by smoothly and quickly.
Joshua Ch.23:V.13 " - Know for a certainty that the LORD your God will no more drive out any of these nations from before you; but they shall be snares and traps unto you, and scourges in your sides, and thorns in your eyes, until ye perish from off this good land which the LORD your God hath given you."
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