The celebration of our birthday contains a certain hypocrisy. Neither in heaven nor on earth, are there similar points that coincide entirely with the day of your birth after a solar year -which is not an integer-! May everything be exactly the same as to celebrate! You celebrate the Gregorian year! and how the cosmos is interpreted in it. Instead of the personal cycle, that is, how it is interpreted in the cosmos. You celebrate your fit into society, the generation to which you belong, which determines your relative position in the social system -if you are a child you go to school, if you are older you go to work, etc.-. You celebrate the victory of the calendar over you, that of your servitude to the system, and your expiration date -the use that should be given to your life time- in it. The birthday party is an ode to the personality that is formed within the system, to the ego, to oneself, to the one who lives and dies. Gifts are given, cakes are cooked, parties are prepared, and incense is even placed on them, if necessary, because it is a ritual -of the sun-. Not any other day of the theoretically 365 days per year, but that one, the one marked on the calendar. On that day of the year, it is best to be as generous as possible, as tolerant as you can, and as nice as you know how, if you spoil the only day of the year that person deserves to be adored. And you do, because on your day, you expect such an excitement -that of being the centre of attention, exempt from all conflict-. But if that day is not marked on the calendar, you have no action to take… no phone calls, no texting, no parties, no gifts, etc.-.