Fleeting moments disguise the imprints of permanence. Instructive, the shadows that cling onto surfaces not warmed by light, seek the seeker.
Without the pressing hands of time, learn to gaze into the perpetually surging depths. Movements are fast, wickedly deceptive — the waters dance upon forgotten reminders. The truth finds solace in the unseen.
To guide intuitively is to embrace fear. Listen as the whispers carry tales of the unnoticed currents. Each gesture becomes a ripple, altering the course of understanding. Acknowledge the echoes of perception.
Practice vigilance in observation beyond the predictable. Follow the underneath movement, where intentions find form in the formless.
Remember, it is in stillness that clarity unfolds. The haunting façade dissipates, and in its wake lies the essence of true discernment.