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~Transition~ |
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| The twins in the mother's womb
were uninformed and unaware at the beginning. |
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they grew. Their hands, feet, organs began |
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to develop. Meanwhile, they began
to notice what was happening around. As |
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they came to know more of the
comfortable and safe place they were in, their |
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happiness was augmented. They
always said to each other the same thing: |
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" Having come to the womb, living
here... how wonderful, isn't it?? |
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Ah, how beautiful the life is!" |
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As they grew, they set off to
explore the world they were living in. |
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Indeed, what was the source of
life?
And searching this,
they came across the cord connecting them to their mother. |
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They detected it was by this very
cord that |
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they were effortlessly nurtured in
comfort and safety... |
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"How ample it is, our mother's
grace and affection!
She sends us all we need via this cord..." |
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Now that months were passing by,
the twins were rapidly growing.
In other words, they were getting closer to the "end of the road." |
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As they watched, in awe, these
changes, they began to receive the signs of departure: |
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leaving, one day, this world of
beauty. |
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They began to feel these signs
even more strongly, as they neared the ninth month. |
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One of the twins, growing anxious
of the situation, asked the other: |
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"What is happening? What is the
meaning to all these??" |
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The other was more serene and
self-contained. |
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Besides, the place they were in,
often did not satisfy him and he desired a larger realm. |
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He replied: |
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"All these imply that we will not
be able to stay in this world far longer." |
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And added:
"We are coming to the end of our lives here." |
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"But I do not want to go!" cried
the other. "I want to stay forever here..." |
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"There's nothing we can do. And
perhaps, there is life after birth." |
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"How this could be, after the cord
that gives us life is cut off?" replied the other. |
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"If the cord that gives us life is
cut, how can we remain alive, tell me?!... |
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And look! There have been others
here before us and then they have left. |
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None have returned that one could
tell there was life after birth... |
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No, this will be the end of
everything..." |
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Having said all these, he added: |
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"And perhaps there is no mother!!" |
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"There must be" rejected the
other.
"How otherwise could we have come here, how could we survive?" |
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"Have you ever seen our mother?"
insisted the other. |
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"Maybe, she exists only in our
minds.
Maybe we have made it all up, for the mere thought of having a mother eased
us..." |
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And thus passed their last days in
the womb with profound questionings and debates. |
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Eventually, the time of birth
came.
The twins, when they left their world of comfort, opened their eyes to another
world... |
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and they began to weep tears of
joy... |
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For the scenery they saw, was even
beyond their imaginations... |
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~Author Unknown~ |
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