The Generator awaits the gut's resounding "Yes," The Projector waits to be invited to the center. The Manifestor informs before acting, And the Reflector awaits the moon to blossom. From head to solar plexus, energy flows, In this grand Bodygraph where nothing is ridiculous. Oh, Human Design, mirror of my essence, Between strategy and pure guidance. Generator, Projector, or Manifestor, Each has their own dance, each their own light. Listen to your Authority, your sacred center, It's the path to never stray again. Profile 1/3, 4/6, or Martyr, We experiment to better discover ourselves. The black and red channels trace our talents, Gifts from our ancestors or conscious desires. No more forcing, no more doubting, Just align and let the Universe carry us. Oh, Human Design, mirror of my essence, Between strategy and pure guidance. Generator, Projector, or Manifestor, Each has their own dance, each their own light. Listen to your Authority, your sacred center, It's the path to never stray again. Oh, Human Design, mirror of my essence, Between strategy and pure guidance. Generator, Projector, or Manifestor, Each has their own dance, each their own light. Listen to your Authority, your sacred center, It's the path to never stray again. Oh, Human Design, mirror of my essence,Your design is your greatest freedom.
