A Pause Between Perception...

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Don’t let the force of impression carry you away, there it comes a sudden as lightning that splits a quiet sky
Don’t let the force of impression carry you away, unannounced yet firm like a stranger knocking at your mind’s door
Don’t let the force of impression carry you away, it wears any mask some are noble and some are wild and some faintly sly
Don’t let the force of impression carry you away, but with your steady heart you must resist its rush and ask for more what’s beyond…

Say to it and hold up a bit and no let me see who you are and where you are from, it may glitter like gold like something true and time-approved
Say to it and hold up a bit and no let me see who you are and where you are from, wearing the charm of clarity, cloaked in confidence and flair
Say to it and hold up a bit and no let me see who you are and where you are from, but many things that shine are simply echoes ones realized
Say to it and hold up a bit and no let me see who you are and where you are from, so it is better to pause before you judge, breathe deeply and beware…

This mind of mine sorts lightning into folders before I even speak, within the folds of your thinking Ike gears in a silent machine
Say to it and hold up a bit and no let me see who you are and where you are from, your mind turns swiftly quietly assigning names to what it sees
Say to it and hold up a bit and no let me see who you are and where you are from, a face becomes a story like a gesture becomes a whisper in between
Say to it and hold up a bit and no let me see who you are and where you are from, and rarely even notice how it moves with such unspoken ease…

Real clarity walks in silence not on drums of haste, how many times have you answered a moment with quick belief
Real clarity walks in silence not on drums of haste, only to find later it wore a different meaning than you thought as the mind thinks so fast
Real clarity walks in silence not on drums of haste, the truth does not shout and it does not shove its way to our ear
Real clarity walks in silence not on drums of haste, but it waits patiently letting doubt and wonder be a trail as you must close and stay still and let understanding draw near…

Watchwords:
The truth will walk slowly through falsehoods like to sail
A calm tone may mask a wildfire barely held in line
Our impressions lie not always but enough to twist the face
You sort by feeling, sound, memory-labels hidden but there

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Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

As and will always be reminding you to dream:

“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”

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