The Work of Knowing Who you are...
2025-05-16T12:15:00


One mind’s logic is another’s strange illusion beneath shared sky, in quiet moments of reflection we believe our minds to be stable and clear even when the heart isn’t
One mind’s logic is another’s strange illusion beneath shared sky, yet logic may seem to me like a winding road I would never steer in direction that is endless
One mind’s logic is another’s strange illusion beneath shared sky, what you call wisdom, I might call folly spun in those clever disguise that makes sense
One mind’s logic is another’s strange illusion beneath shared sky, and so begin the endless dance of clashing truths even if dreams say it’s foolish which slowly decay in fate…
Right and wrong are shaped by the eyes that behold them, you condemn the rebel like a rule-breaker who walks alone even when I see the heart’s unwilling to wear another’s throne
Right and wrong are shaped by the eyes that behold them, you raise your laws and call them scared even etched in stone and sealed with pride and dignity
Right and wrong are shaped by the eyes that behold them, the soldier fights and dies for a cause even without a name burdened with shame but still choose to stay
Right and wrong are shaped by the eyes that behold them, each convinced that do what’s right when standing alone, like a man builds wealth while another gives it all away…
True learning reshapes what we once thought solid to refine the compass, so what do we do when truth bends and breaks, when normality shifts with every step that one takes
True learning reshapes what we once thought solid to refine the compass, we educate not to dominate or win but to refine the compass quietly stirring from within
True learning reshapes what we once thought solid to refine the compass, but how to untangle biases that gained their strength in hours of hardship and counts of sacrifices
True learning reshapes what we once thought solid to refine the compass, we are thought not to just know how to ask but why in order to see new eyes each time we pass by…
Wisdom is proven when it moves with life’s rhythm even with uncertainties, education is humility- a slow and scared climb where certainty dissolves and reason gains with new time
Wisdom is proven when it moves with life’s rhythm even with uncertainties, reason must answer not only to self but to nature’s hand as we weigh our wants by logic cold and crude
Wisdom is proven when it moves with life’s rhythm even with uncertainties, and the wise learn to flow with life not fight against the net what what feels good and now may be poison in disguise
Wisdom is proven when it moves with life’s rhythm even with uncertainties, so the mind must kneel before something greater than its view and seek not what’s clear but what is deeply true…
Watchwords:
A life aligned with natural law needs no loud defense
For harmony makes peace feel less like chance and more like sense
So must our thoughts submit to something beyond face
Convictions guide them like anchors sunk in soul-deep seas
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…”*