Can never get away from the life at sea. Even upon dry land are home under a roof that looks out towards the vast waters. Ships docked at port like a calling to set sail again. It's in the blood.
There is no balance in scales when the decision is inevitable. Can't fit a particular shape of things into a space that doesn't fit.
Well, if to go putting it like that, where the entire neighbourhood is told all at once. Let's hope they can act up to the bar set. Not like the usual shout from the rooftops.
If their type of fun is having a duel with another. Then let them wallow in pity when no one accepts their challenge on choosing a sword.
Maybe it's for expecting of something too soon. Or, maybe it's not finding anyone with the right connection. Who knows, but one thing, sometimes it appears when to least go looking for it. Besides, while out on mutual interests with others, they may reveal themselves in a certain different way.
In the forest; there is always that point of interest between levels of thought. Below are to have the decision making, taking the time to choose what's right in life. Then the top where all is said and done, success, finally achieved that goal. However, the real pleasure is what determination and enthusiasm to have between those levels. The build up and hardworking that determines how the start and finish occurred.
St. Matthew Ch.12:V.18 " - Behold my servant, whom I have chosen; my beloved, in whom my soul is well pleased: I will put my spirit upon him, and he shall shew judgment to the Gentiles."
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