Once upon a time there was a hungry Quaker.  He consumed & collected everything he thought would make him what he truly felt inside he was meant to be.  He knew he was meant to rise above everyone else and be special and so he consumed & collected the nicest things he could afford and in some cases things he had to borrow to get;  he traveled places he thought would allow him to soar above everyone he knew; he consumed things not only for himself but his family as well.  Finally he had consumed so much he could no longer move very well and decided he needed to find a safe place to enjoy all he had consumed so he found a nice place above everyone else in a community where he knew everyone would respect him for who he knew he was meant to be.  As time went by in this safe place he started giving some of his stuff to others who really needed it and in time started to actually enjoy giving his stuff away until one day it was all gone and he found that he was no longer the hungry Quaker he had been but a new creation who could fly and he started to shout to no one in particular that he was no longer bound to the earth for he could fly and he soared away from his safe haven singing joyfully as he soared off into his brand new world:

I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, without the weight of I, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, without the weight of I, I can fly

I learned to go the extra mile and turn the other cheek, learned to love my neighbor and really helped the weak, I stopped worrying about tomorrow and what I’d wear or eat, and now I can soar 'cause I cleaned my brother’s feet, and Now

I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, without the weight of I, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly, without the weight of I, I can fly