the teacher and the master.

apprehensive that they will see through my lie, through the facade..

I'm done with playing teacher. As a student I feel uncertain.. who am I? where do i stand?
I want to be above, up up and away beyond the grinding certainty of mortality, the reliability of life and death..

but are those that i so deny myself.. are they what it is? of what it's for?

Or is it my judgement that decides the difference between when I should be one or the other.. is it about flexibility?

I have the strength, I have the courage, I just can't live up to my name. Wisdom.
It's not wisdom you need, nor knowledge, is it?
It feels like what I need is intuition. Or a quiet brain. same thing.