Flying without wings:My spirit's fight against the darkness
Introduction I had no wings — but I flew. From deep within my spirit came a power far greater than gravity and infinitely stronger than fear. In a spectacular moment of transition, I soared high above the Earth, ascending straight into the heavens. As I looked down, I saw the curve of the planet, but my spirit was anchored upward, wearing only a white cloak and guided completely by my divine purpose. This was no flight of imagination or mere fantasy. It was an absolute moment of truth revealed directly through my near-death experience — a reality that exists far beyond our physical senses. In this profound spiritual vision, I was taught how to fly — completely without wings, and entirely without earthly machines or physical tools. I rose above the planet not by physical force or human effort, but through pure, unadulterated faith. As I ascended higher into the celestial realms, the purpose of my flight became entirely clear. I knew my mission with absolute certainty: to battle the roar...