No longer that tunnel where to go into, although the track is still there. The cave like surroundings have been chipped away, and now an open road.
Sometimes the hunted will come to the hunter, than the hunter having to find what is to be hunted. The theory in the method has changed, slightly.
Taking the obvious path is not always the preferred route. Some like the more secretive ways that add to the direction.
It's an endless time of patience, for how long to be waiting till to decide is the right time.
This particular tall story is a long nail to go hitting the head on. To really get it will take something hard hitting. Since they already have their hand firmly gripped on the handle. All it takes from others now, is that handle to be attached to the case.
In the forest; taking a pew in the middle of nowhere. Like a bench mysteriously in the middle of open land. A place to take a seat from a view across miles of space. Suddenly there is fences erected around that puts that once free to sit bench in a position of unsightly visions. That sense of mindset for looking across at freedom now divided.
St. Matthew Ch.13:V.7-8 " - And some fell among thorns; and the thorns sprung up, and choked them:
- But other fell into good ground, and brought forth fruit, some an hundredfold, some sixtyfold, some thirtyfold."
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