<center>We are continuously running and we are soaring but where do we go, the days are stretched long filled with motion and might
We are continuously running and we are soaring but where do we go, always chasing the brightest from morning to the night
We are continuously running and we are soaring but where do we go, we work, build and shape as we strive
We are continuously running and we are soaring but where do we go, always caught in the current just to keep fully functioning
We are continuously running and we are soaring but where do we go, but in this life as we’re chasing do we pause, do we even move without cause?…
<center>We’re constantly learning, reading yet the meaning is thin, as the books pile high also the schedules grow tighter
We’re constantly learning, as we master our crafts, the futures burn brighter still something is still missing
We’re constantly learning, some whispers are currently left unheard, drowned into the noise of each unspoken truth
We’re constantly learning, we still want to be curious as we gather knowledge but wisdom slips by a clouded vision with weary eyes…
<center>We’re constantly climbing, we’re rising yet we miss what is near, it seems though all is too well the cost is unclear
We’re constantly climbing, we’re rising yet we miss what is near, we found our own rhythm to embrace success where ambition fuels
We’re constantly climbing, we’re rising yet we miss what is near, we’re such creators, makers of infinite rules
We’re constantly climbing, we’re rising yet we miss what is near, but beneath this surface, deep inside all kind of shadows grow that we cannot hide from…
<center>We’re constantly still seeking, we’re healing not by force but by grace, not by endless debate of pain and suffering but in quiet and stark,
We’re constantly still seeking, we’re healing not by force but by grace, the call to return and embark with new beginnings that can never be forgotten
We’re constantly still seeking, we’re healing not by force but by grace, the heart forgets it’s desire but not the balm on wounds found when we pause
We’re constantly still seeking, we’re healing not by force but by grace, so let us pause, let us breathe in wisdom’s hand, we’re growing at a steady, sure pace…
<center>Watchwords:
Whispers of truth in heavy air
In wisdom’s touch, gentle and wise
We’re pausing and listening
Ignoring warning and refusing to heal
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<center>Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, *“Who am I?”..*</center>
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<center>As and will always be reminding you to dream:</center>
<center>*“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”*</center>
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