JONATHAN LIVINGSTON SEAGULL      
             
      There's a reason to life!...We can be free! WE CAN LEARN TO FLY!      
There's no way around it.  I am a seagull. I am limited by my nature. If i weren't meant to learn so much about flying, i'd have charts for brains...my father is right, i must forget this foolishness. I must fly home to the Flock and be content as I am, as a poor limited seagull.             His vows of moment before were forgotten, swept away in the great swift wind.  Yet he felt guiltless, breaking the promises he had made himself.uch promises are only for those who accept the ordinary.  One who has touched excellence in his learning has no need for that kind of promise.
             
      For each of them the most important thing in living was to reach out and touch perfection in that which they most loved to do...      
             
"Most of us came along ever so slowly.  We went from one world into another that was almost exactly like it, forgetting rite away where we had come from, not caring where we were headed, living for the moment. Do you have any idea how many lives we must have gone through before we even got the first idea that there is more to life than eating, or fiting...A thousand lives! and then another hundred until we begin to learn that there is such a thing as perfection, and another hundred again to get the idea that our purpose for living is to find that perfection and to show it forth. The same rule holds for us now: we choose our next world thru what we learn in this one. Learn nothing and the next one is the same as this one, all the same limitations and lead weights to overcome.    

Any number is a limit, and perfection doesn't have limits.

    The trick was to stop himself as trapped...the trick was to know that his true nature lived, as perfect as an unwritten number, everywhere at once across space and time...The trick is that we are trying to overcome our limitations in order, patiently...
             
             
      The gulls who scorn perfection for the sake of travel go nowhere, slowly. Those who put aside travel for the sake of perfection go anywhere instantly.      
             
             
             
             
    "I don't understand how you manage to love a mob of birds that just tried to kill you"..."Oh Fletch, you don't love that! You don't love hatred and evil of course. You have to practice and see the real gull, the good in every one of them, and to help them see it in themselves. That's what i mean by love."    
             
             
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