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<center>There’s a pull inside me that I can’t ignore, there is something ancient and wordless that roses in the quiet hour before the world begins
There’s a pull inside me that I can’t ignore, when when the hand moves on instinct and the mind becomes still not with confusion but with calm clarity
There’s a pull inside me that I can’t ignore, in that solitude there’s no kind of promise of reward, no kind of witness, no glory, no grand applause but just doing
There’s a pull inside me that I can’t ignore, it is all about conquering anything or proving ourselves but about tending what is already within us patiently…





<center>Each time I do it I uncover something new, it is in the repetition that we begin to understand, truly understand what it means to be devoted
Each time I do it I uncover something new, to sit again at the bench, to warm up again with the scales, to rewrite the line and rework the joint
Each time I do it I uncover something new, it may took like madness to others as this commitment to be invisible increments as this stubborn deeds return to basics
Each time I do it I uncover something new, every mistake becomes a teacher, every failure becomes a path and every bruise is an earned lesson…





<center>In the stillness of this work I come back to myself, there is a hush in the room when we are fully immersed when time bends around the task
In the stillness of this work I come back to myself, that silence is empty it is dense with meaning with movement with focus sharp as a blade
In the stillness of this work I come back to myself, there is no audience in this moment, no commentary, no distraction but only that inner flow that needs to be released
In the stillness of this work I come back to myself, this is peace this is not leisure; it is not escape, but is engagement of the highest form of expression…





<center>Because someone out there might need what I’ve made, art isn’t solitary but it speaks, it reaches, it bridges silence between people and place in my mind that I can’t ignore see
Because someone out there might need what I’ve made, your effort might begin in silence but it echoes felt by someone miles or years away that is life changing
Because someone out there might need what I’ve made, the more honestly we shape what’s ours the more powerful it speaks to others and this isn’t performance but a connection that is one of a kind
Because someone out there might need what I’ve made, our humble work can comfort, challenge, provoke, uplift and not because it’s grand but because it is real…







<center>Watchwords:
We craft not just for ourselves but for the invisible hands may one day receive it
We all steal moments, defend quiet, carve out space in days built for speed
But this balance is the fight worth having, the negotiation worth making every time
It doesn’t mean we drop everything but it means we prioritize what feeds our soul 



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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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