My Mission
is
Your Real Birthday



I have found you marooned, forgotten and discarded.

They have used you and thrown you out.

They thought you were useless and never even suspected your flying potential.

They didn’t think much of you because they judged you by their own standards.

Basically, they had transferred upon you their own pathological orientation to life.

But I knew, the moment I saw you, that you were meant to fly!

So I picked you up, and cut off from your flying body everything that used to hold you in bondage.

And then, when your soaring potential had been already reestablished, I released you and you’ve unfolded your wings exactly as I believed you would.

You took off, and went higher and higher and higher - never to come back to your former state of disability.








I have reestablished for you your native ability to fly, so that you could be what you were always meant to be.

I have done this because I have believed IN YOU!

That day was your REAL BIRTHDAY!

That day you were BORN INTO YOUR MEANT-TO-BE EXISTENCE.


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