Of course they can't follow, their minds path has been left with a chaotic decision for direction. And not one path leads towards where looking over that shoulder, incase.
All behaving like birds on a wire, listening and deciding which route to go down. For the benefit of their young to be reproduced.
Think it's gone beyond than just keeping it under their hat. As that hat is now outgrown into a town size dome. Some secrets end up overtaking everything in life.
If going for potluck then will need to grasp that cue in hand before taking a shot. During that moment in decision is where everyone around realise what to be aiming for. No pressure, but good luck.
There is excitement to be had, and if to get anymore excited than expected, might find walking on the ceiling. And others will be very pleased for the occasion too.
In the forest; sacred as a tree is not only of its base to the branches that may spread out. Whether it is fully grown healthy or now deadwood. The roots also, deep in the ground, the fertile soil, that it thrives in. A distance of how established it had grown. The richness from the earth it first seeded in, the resources it absorbed. Allowing it to survive, is what makes it so sacred. A reminder of how good the land can be.
Isaiah Ch.1:V.5 " - Why should ye be stricken any more? ye will revolt more and more: the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint."
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