What makes up the whole?

Are all of the parts the same?
Do all of the pieces fit together?
What appears distorted from a distance is actually many parts of the whole.

Open the doors to the pathway of the URBAN GURU.
Embrace what we have to offer. We invite you to spend some time here and discover some of our secrets. Pause. Take a breath and take a closer look. What appears real is often not when inspected more closely.
Join the empire and play a part of the evolution. Show others the way without getting in their face.

This design is a subtle message to all that view it. It has the strength and quiet confidence of the MitsuLogo, whilst at the same time shining a light on what we are achieving here at URBAN GURU EMPIRE.

I know the pieces fit because I watched them tumble down
no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.

The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.

There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing

Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication
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