Posted by Roberta Grimes • May 31, 2015 • 5 Comments
Afterlife Research, Human Nature, Understanding Reality
Victor and Wendy Zammit produce a wonderful free weekly newsletter that 
covers the whole range of death and afterlife topics. You can subscribe at VictorZammit.com. The depth and range of the information they share will amaze you!
As a break from this heavy but essential discussion of the meaning and the message of Jesus, I want to share with you a recent piece from the Zammits’ Friday Afterlife Report. Wendy tells me the author is unknown.
In a mother’s womb were two babies. One asked the other:
“Do you believe in life after delivery?” The other replied, “Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.”
“Nonsense,” said the first. “There is no life after delivery. What kind of life would that be?”
The second said, “I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs and eat from our mouths. Maybe we will have other senses that we can’t understand now.”
The first replied, “That is absurd. Walking is impossible. And eating with our 
mouths? Ridiculous! The umbilical cord supplies nutrition and everything we need. But the umbilical cord is so short. Life after delivery is to be logically excluded.”
The second insisted, “Well I think there is something and maybe it’s different than it is here. Maybe we won’t need this physical cord anymore.”
The first replied, “Nonsense. And moreover if there is life, then why has no one ever come back from there? Delivery is the end of life, and in the after-delivery there is nothing but darkness and silence and oblivion. It takes us nowhere.”
“Well, I don’t know,” said the second, “but certainly we will meet Mother and she will take care of us.”
The first replied “Mother? You actually believe in Mother? That’s laughable. If Mother exists, then where is She now?”
The second said, “She is all around us. We are surrounded by her. We are of Her. It is in Her that we live. Without Her this world would not and could 
not exist.”
Said the first: “Well, I don’t see Her, so it is only logical that She doesn’t exist.”
To which the second replied, “Sometimes, when you’re in silence and you focus and you really listen, you can perceive Her presence. You can hear Her loving voice calling down from above.”
Dear friends, out of the mouths of babes….
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This is a very nice metaphorical story. I enjoyed reading it. I will visit the Zammit’s website.
That is amazing. Thank you for sharing. I have a few people I will definitely share this with. 🙂
That’s why I posted it, dear Renee. I think we all have friends who can benefit from this perspective!
Dear Roberta
It’s about the story on two foetus discussing whether there is a Mother after birth which has been spreading a lot around the Net.
At the beginning I felt just flattered and didn’t care much about all of them be presented with an “Unknown author” signing (as you do in your blog), but not everybody is so honest and now I’ve already met 10 or more people saying they are the authors (of the exactly the same words!) or being believed to be authors by some other people.
I wrote that tale 35 years ago when my youngest daughter was born and it’s within my book “Morphogeny”.
You (and your followers) may read the full and original story in http://www.pablomolinero.com. There too, you may read my notes about the errors within that plagiarism.
You may freely use it as you please always that you inform the author is the philosopher, writer and composer Pablo J.Luis Molinero. I would love you inform the author of that story is not anymore unknown.
Thank you very much
Dear Pablo, I am happy to share your claim to having been the author of that wonderful story. As you point out, I haven’t claimed credit for it, and anyone who would like to visit your website is welcome to do just that, while knowing that I haven’t been there and I am not vouching for anything about it.
I wonder, though, why this matters to you. Why does it matter? Why do you call it plagiarism? If I had written such a wonderful story that went viral and was attributed to Anonymous plus a hundred different other people, I would be thrilled that words I had written were helping so many to acquire a bit more understanding! I would prefer that the story come from nowhere and land in every heart, rather than trying to restrict its use. I hope that you can come to see that your gift to the world is much more important than any credit that you might ever receive for having written it!