<center>Circumstances can ruin plans but not the will to keep walking, the wind can smash your sail and drag your vessel to the side of the storm
Circumstances can ruin plans but not the will to keep walking, the road you measured out in certainty now fades beneath a churning sky
Circumstances can ruin plans but not the will to keep walking, you stare into the dust that swallowed up the map and held so close
Circumstances can ruin plans but not the will to keep walking, but standing in silence left behind is still your strongest voice…
<center>What slows you down can still refine you, you don’t deny the obstacle as you don’t pretend it’s small instead you face it head-on
What slows you down can still refine you, until the block becomes the bridge and the rise from every fall as not everything that stops is truly meant as “no”
What slows you down can still refine you, what steals your minute grants a test, a way to sharpen a chance to grow and now the hour stretches just enough
What slows you down can still refine you, and stillness is a chance to lean on it now becomes a proper flow for you to scream against the current…
<center>Your attitude is yours even when control is gone, you’re wrestling with a world that doesn’t care what you believe but it’s still up to you to shift the gap
Your attitude is yours even when control is gone, still you find another place to lead as you may now own the outcome or direct the outward turn
Your attitude is yours even when control is gone, but inward your posture is the one thing you can learn from and still determines how you stand upon
Your attitude is yours even when control is gone, but in ashes of rejection something new began to say-“perhaps what’s blocked was really never meant to be the way…
<center>What blocks the path is still part of the path, the very thing that stopped you is the fire you now use like the trial that derailed you can shape your strength
What blocks the path is still part of the path, you’ve come to find that friction’s just the way you light the fuse with the barriers something close to grace
What blocks the path is still part of the path, for even in resistance there’s a truth you must first embrace that nothing is ever wasted when it took you to face
What blocks the path is still part of the path, you don’t need the perfect setting or permission to begin as what’s trapped outside can be freed the thoughts have been…
<center>Watchwords:
The doors are locked, the light are off, the hallway is now blocked now what will you do
Within the journey never once begins to slack even when you cannot move
Growth is not just measured but the distance you advance
Sometimes it’s quiet choice can hold your patience and progress
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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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