Name

Thank you, here is the solution to the mystery!
We never name names.
Especially by chance
And it’s better to forget them yourself.
It's a different plateau.

No, this, on the contrary, you can say it out loud.
You won't be able to recognize me
What if I don't tell you my name?
Really?
Is it true?

“Remember your real name”?
Well, what kind of pathos?
This is excess
And than,
who will certify the authenticity?
Answer.
It's weird sending out invitations
signed with someone else's signature.
I'm not expecting guests.
They will respond and come, but not to you.
Yes they knew the name
But I don't have a name. It's a different plateau.

Oh, what if it's too common?
What if this is a pseudonym?
But please say this out loud to me.
no, repeat it to me out loud.
How is it “no you don’t know me”?

But the name and the bearer of the name are not identical.
These are different plateaus.
We shouldn't be in what we do.
We never say names.
There is no one here who could be
call by name.

Of course I know your name
cannot be said without falling off the plateau.
Especially by accident, especially in a dream.
Well, of course, it's okay -
Below one plateau there will always be another.
I don’t even remember how I introduce myself.
Well, name it, and you’ll definitely be wrong.
There's no one here at all.
Or maybe you
Do you know the Name of God?

An enchanted place?
Oh no it's a high plateau
Almost free of all spells.
Reality is not what you say it is.
Yes I know, but I want
what would you say out loud now?
And why not?
It's rude after all.

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Oh, this is a completely made up story.
You see, there is not a single character in it.
A clear feeling of autumn in spring is a very unusual feeling.
I am never mistaken regarding interpretations of perception.
Or I just don't do them.
Oh yes, the riddle about the dreamer and the seen in the dream is stunningly beautiful.
You can solve it all your life.
They sold me apple whiskey.
These people are perverts.
How is it possible!?
And this is a completely different plateau?
Exactly!

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This is a completely stolen mood,
but you are unlikely to recognize it because it is nameless.
And I'm a clever robber,
Yes, I can climb into your window.
you won’t notice,
well, I’m just standing behind your back right now.
This is the autumn wind on a spring night.
No, just the part about apple whiskey.
No, it doesn't fit the description at all.
Not one name has an exact match.
I was just thinking about something else already.
“Other” various and similar – I’ll figure it out
with The Etymology.
It's not just people with apple whiskey who are perverts?
Yes, I have to admit it.