Try telling those big hands that hold the club like a toothpick in its grasp. Such things are not as big and entertaining as some might find.
They already know their place, where they stand, and for whom they shall be beneficial for. What more can possibly be expected of them.
It's more like a tug-o-war than behaving like a yo-yo. Bouncing from one person to the next and back again. Unlike it being just one person to keep returning to.
When signals that dominate over all around, it's a mountain to climb to reach where they give off. And having now heard across like soundwaves surrounding everyone. It's a huge area to seek through.
The attire to be wearing means some importance to be recognised. To any ordinary folk it's just silly hats on daft people. Isn't everyones life all but a nativity, what others see is just that.
In the forest; for far too long has those hills with eyes been peering over. Glancing with a piercing stare and judging upon all that to pry below. And now, something startled, unsettling, not seen before by such time of watching over. Enough to cause those eyes to frown. Abnormal for the many times have seen those eyes be as they always were. Suddenly changed like a complete alteration to what is witnessed.
St. Mark Ch.4:V.24 " - And he said unto them, Take heed what ye hear: with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you: and unto you that hear shall more be given."
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