A ghost that is a familiar face of the past now lives within a different place. They may not be so outgoing as they were before. Seeing someone they once knew is a question of doubt again for this realm they dwelve within.
When going through with a fine tooth comb, like calmly studying every grain of sand. Forming a pattern that shapes into an organised state of tranquility. As a zen garden, where to leave what has conformed to be, is the peace of mind for something clear.
If it picks up their pace and gets them enthusiastic then sobeit if they seem a little different to their usual self. Least it got them in a rhythm they wanted to be in.
They know that the lies they tell can reach far and wide. As they use this reaction to hear from a distance on how their devious words play out.
Not just them crawling out of the woodwork, they've reopened the door to that light everyone has been searching for. And according to every other who are present. It's what they have always been waiting for.
In the forest; listen to the way the wind blows but do not follow that direction. Hear through that wind and it'll guide the eyes towards what is seeked for. At times of lose, when the mind is confused, hear for the loudest sound. As that tends to be the distraction, and then seek through it till to find what the eyes desire.
St. Matthew Ch.8:V.16 " - When the even was come, they brought unto him many that were possessed with devils: and he cast out the spirits with his word, and healed all that were sick:"
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