On the day I was born a boy living in a round house in South Africa looked to the sky knowing somehow that fate had now been sealed while my mother’s pain became so intense that she saw diamonds floating from the ceiling. There were others who noticed a twitch in the universe, but it was not any different than on those days when any other of their friends were being born. My mother focused on the pinpoints of light and chose my name from the only place that came to mind – the diamonds floating in the air towards her. May this baby be rich in all things.
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