As all sparks that begin they become something even more electric. Why there is a need to hold onto that knowing just how much energy they create.
A sense of freedom with those given blooms. The scent of what grew from an open field of flowers. Imagine how just a whiff of a sample can compare with a vast area of floral in the air.
At first had atleast thought they clearly showed it as water off a ducks back. However, it was just the beginning of their campaign for battle.
Are dealing directly from the source, this is no quick bargain and jobs a gooden. They require time and patience to skillfully create by their very hands to produce that final product. So be fair.
Maybe it's all how the brain senses the surroundings around them. A monkey use to hanging from a tree will gladly hang upside-down. Yet, the intelligence of a man won't be as so freely to do so.
Try telling the monkey that same intellect and soon see how each other are compared.
In the forest; that rock, the centre of all things, the solid stone that sits there in the midst of land.
It's still there, even after all this time. Through everything life has thrown at it, the ground beneath that moved, and here it is in the same spot. Still solid, still the same as it ever were, that rock.
Job Ch.41:V.12 " - I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion."
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