The Thousand Quiet Replays

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There is an answer that found me sideways instead of the one I went out hunting, arriving through a door I wasn't even watching while I stood guard at the other one,
There is an answer that found me sideways instead of the one I went out hunting, and I almost missed it because it didn't look anything like what I had been imagining,
There is an answer that found me sideways instead of the one I went out hunting, and I wonder how many others have tried to reach me while I was busy hunting elsewhere,
What has been trying to reach me lately that I've been too focused to actually notice any immediate changes that I needed to see after all,
There is an answer that found me sideways instead of the one I went out hunting, and I am putting the search down to let something simply arrive randomly…

I was so locked onto the target that I almost missed what was being handed to me intentionally, staring so hard at the one thing I wanted that everything else blurred into nothing,
I was so locked onto the target that I almost missed what was being handed to me intentionally, I have walked past open hands more than once without even slowing down,
I was so locked onto the target that I almost missed what was being handed to me intentionally, the missing has cost me more than the target itself was ever worth,
What is currently in front of me that I haven't actually looked at because I'm still staring at my initial target before hand,
I was so locked onto the target that I almost missed what was being handed to me intentionally, and I am finally lowering my objective to see what's actually in front of me…

There is a space I keep filling in too quickly instead of leaving a room for something I can't even explain, rushing to answer a question before I've even let it finish forming something I needed to see,
There is a space I keep filling in too quickly instead of leaving a room for something I can't even explain, I have mistaken silence for a problem that needed my immediate solving,
There is a space I keep filling in too quickly instead of leaving a room for something I can't even explain, the rushing has cost me every unplanned thing that needed more room to start forming,
What could I leave unanswered tonight without needing to immediately fill the quiet with any form of explanation beyond my imagination could ever explain,
There is a space I keep filling in too quickly instead of leaving a room for something I can't even explain, I am leaving it empty on purpose to see what wants to move in…

I often need proof after my first attempt instead of giving it the thousand quiet replays it might require, judging the whole of something by the first initial rough pass,
I often need proof after my first attempt instead of giving it the thousand quiet replays it might require, I’ve discarded things that simply hadn’t been heard enough times yet,
I often need proof after my first attempt instead of giving it the thousand quiet replays it might require, my impatience has closed more doors than any real failure ever has,
Have I actually tried this enough times, or did I simply decide that once was enough to open a whole lot of unexplored doors,
I often need proof after my first attempt instead of giving it the thousand quiet replays it might require, and as I press play again and again until I’ve closed all the doors that aren’t meant for me in the first place…

Watchwords:
An answer that found me sideways,
Locked onto the target, almost missing,
A space I keep filling too quickly,
The thousand quiet replays it might need,
Pressing play again tonight, patient,

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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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