Understanding that is never Enough...

If we only we could learn how to read carefully, for the truth that lies ahead deep in the veins that only you could easily understand, from the deepest phrase that is solely intended for you
If we only we could learn how to read carefully, in order to seek what hides in the grain of your thoughts, wandering on the words that might come to you with soul purpose
If we only we could learn how to read carefully, where each word is like a puzzle piece, each phrase is like a whispered clue of your own life’s answer
If we only we could learn how to read carefully, not just on the surface that is beyond enough to know the false from the true, keep on searching for more…

There was once a teacher who guided me, that linger into the lines, searching for deeper meaning from the stanza and refrain of a song that lasted forever
There was once a teacher who guided me, that ignited my flames from the bottom of my heart, torched burned bright, a beacon of hope just to help me start
There was once a teacher who guided me, illuminating the most hidden part of me that I needed to release, who taught me not to rush, that will to question, to pause and to see what’s underneath
There was once a teacher who guided me, unlocking my clarity’s eye, the key through my wisdom that I needed to learn, I needed to disregard from the set of doubts apart from your own…

As an author on trial must read, reading each book as though the author stood before every story, with finding its own meaning that lasts, not in defense but with acceptance
As an author on trial must speak, their truth and must not hesitate from correctness, must not be dense with words but easily understood under the light nor under the dark
As an author on trial must not argue, with each book read but weighed not with judgement but with neutrality, respect and open mindedness
As an author on trial must not settle, no word will be left unchecked, no line left without suspense as words must make sense, deeper well that will became a part of your memory…

Strength in clarity shines brighter, with the lessons learned now became my DNA, embedded in my greater whole that will become a part of my soul
Strength in clarity shines brighter, with the thinking that would carve wisdom into my bones, a kind of melody in my meditation through a step for a purpose or a goal
Strength in clarity shines brighter, amid the abundance of words, I still sought to seek for the rarest gold, a jewel in every power that cannot be sold both old and new ones
Strength in clarity shines brighter, uncover the journey that shapes the future from the past, a walk with purpose cares for meaning one day at a time with a wisdom that never decays..

Watchwords:
In clarity I found strength that breaks the haze
The luxury of words clarity pierces through
Through every step I take every purpose and goal
On trial you must speak their words that make sense

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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