Beloved, do you exist in the Universe, or are you a dream dreamed of or what? Are you a dream yet undreamed and that’s who you are? Have you even been put back together again as yet? Or are you simply a random thought not yet registered anywhere?
What does it mean that you have a birth certificate or you don’t?
What does a piece of paper have to do with you – if anything at all? You don’t have to have a piece of paper in order to arise to Greatness on Earth. Not in the least. What does it mean if anything, when out of the blue, you remember someone’s long lost birthday?
If time doesn’t exist, what does a date have to do with you? You are valid, yet what does a birth certificate have to do with you or anyone or a passport for…
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