The Crossroads of Longing and Liberation...

The relentless pursuit of more will never lead you to the peace and freedom you so desperately seek, as the world whispers softly promising us more and more The relentless pursuit of more will never lead you to the peace and freedom you so desperately seek, always texting the heart to chase to gather and to store The relentless pursuit of more will never lead you to the peace and freedom you so desperately seek, yet the faster we run, the heavier chain it gets the more we crave for power The relentless pursuit of more will never lead you to the peace and freedom you so desperately seek, the hunger for more is a fire that grows as it consumes our soul… The shackles of desire are forged by our own restless longing yet alone we possess the power to break them, yet all of these never slows down as we grasp and as we crave The shackles of desire are forged by our own restless longing yet alone we possess the power to break them, now we become prisoners of our own greed, our own desire, our own life demands The shackles of desire are forged by our own restless longing yet alone we possess the power to break them, that possessions and gold will make pain cease for a short while The shackles of desire are forged by our own restless longing yet alone we possess the power to break them, still the house goes empty no matter the size, no matter where… True abundance is not measure by weight or by wealth but the depth of one’s contentment, for a hollow heart remains empty no matter how full our hands are True abundance is not measure by weight or by wealth but the depth of one’s contentment, for joy is not found in what money buys or to the pile of treasures endlessly True abundance is not measure by weight or by wealth but the depth of one’s contentment, one path is to gather to all own that you could see True abundance is not measured by weight or by wealth but the depth of one’s contentment, still the hunger remains, the longing persists, the wanting itself is the cruelest twist you could never understand… The greatest wealth lies not in what you acquire, but in the profound appreciation of what you already possess, what if we cherished what we’ve always known instead of the chase and instead of the fight The greatest wealth lies not in what you acquire, but in the profound appreciation of what you already possess, if only we could find wealth in morning’s light not in too hard to struggles, the want or the view The greatest wealth lies not in what you acquire, but in the profound appreciation of what you already possess, freedom isn’t in what we pursue by the space in between, the two roads that diverge, one filled with hunger the other one filled with simple, quiet and true… Watchwords: To fight and to struggle is to gather and gain to breathe and to see, to live unchained Freedom isn’t a goal, price or a claim It is the absence of longing to one’s passions, the absence of one’s own pain

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Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, *“Who am I?”..*

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As and will always be reminding you to dream: *“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”*