Behind The Torch — The Marantu Dispatch
Siddhartha called it the bird in the chest — the sound beneath the noise.
For me, that song is Marantu.
I spent years chasing plans, perfect strategies, the illusion of control.
Now I understand: the real work begins when I listen inward.
The flame doesn’t burn because I will it to.
It burns because something inside me still sings.
—Uzanenkosi
Torchbearer, Marantu