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hala meron na palang dried apple
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Two babies are talking inside the womb. It might be the best explanation of faith you'll ever hear. One asks: do you believe there's life after delivery? The other laughs. Of course not. This is all there is. Warm, dark, safe. Nothing comes after this. But the first one keeps pulling at the thread. Then why do we have legs we've never walked on? Why hands we've never used? Surely they're for something that hasn't happened yet. The skeptic shrugs. Nobody has ever come back from after-birth. If it were real, we'd have proof. No proof, no belief. And then the question, almost a whisper: have you ever seen Mother? No, says the skeptic. She doesn't exist. I've never seen her, so there's nothing there. 🔆 But sometimes, says the first one, when everything goes still, I feel her holding us. I feel her voice moving through the walls. I think our whole world lives inside something far bigger than we can see from in here. Notice what the argument was really about. The skeptic wasn't wrong about the evidence — from inside the womb, there truly is no proof of a mother. He was wrong about what to do with that absence. He treated
Two babies are talking inside the womb. It might be the best explanation of faith you'll ever hear. One asks: do you believe there's life after delivery? The other laughs. Of course not. This is all there is. Warm, dark, safe. Nothing comes after this. But the first one keeps pulling at the thread. Then why do we have legs we've never walked on? Why hands we've never used? Surely they're for something that hasn't happened yet. The skeptic shrugs. Nobody has ever come back from after-birth. If it were real, we'd have proof. No proof, no belief. And then the question, almost a whisper: have you ever seen Mother? No, says the skeptic. She doesn't exist. I've never seen her, so there's nothing there. 🔆 But sometimes, says the first one, when everything goes still, I feel her holding us. I feel her voice moving through the walls. I think our whole world lives inside something far bigger than we can see from in here. Notice what the argument was really about. The skeptic wasn't wrong about the evidence — from inside the womb, there truly is no proof of a mother. He was wrong about what to do with that absence. He treated "I can't see it" as "it isn't there." The other twin heard the same silence as a question still open, and let it stay open. Some people call that moment death. Some call it delivery. It depends entirely on which twin you decide to be — the one who needs proof before he'll believe, or the one who feels the holding and trusts it. Neither twin can see past the walls of the only world they've ever known. Only one of them sleeps easy anyway. ... ❓Maybe birth isn't the end of everything. Maybe it's the first time you finally meet the one who was carrying you all along.

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