We are all watchmen. We are all custodians of something entrusted to us by the universe itself. We are all a part of existence and pieces of a giant puzzle. Whatever the race or practice, whoever we are, we are all watchmen.
The twist of the story is usually the wilderness in which we often find ourselves somewhere along the journey. A place of molding, a place of loneliness, a place that puts all we've got face to face with the test of who we truly are. This is the place where we find our true selves. The watchman has not began his call until he goes through the wilderness and comes out refined.