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A: "Do you believe in life after delivery?"
B: "Why? Of course I do. There has to be something after delivery. May be we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later."
A: "Nonsense, there is no life after delivery. What would that life be?"
B: "I don't know, but there will be more light than here. May be we will walk with our legs and eat from our mouths."
A: "This is absurd! Walking is impossible. And eat with our mouths? Ridiculous. The umbilical cord supplies nutrition. Life after delivery is excluded. The umbilical cord is too short."
B: "I think there is something and may be it's different than it is here."
A: "No one has ever come back from there. Delivery is the end of life, and in the after-delivery it is nothing but darkness and anxiety and it takes us nowhere."
B: "Well, I don't know, but certainly we will see mother and she will take care of us."
A: "Mother?Do you believe there is a mother? Where is she now?"
B: "She is all around us. It is in her that we live. Without her this world would be no more."
A: "I don't see her, so it's logical that she doesn't exist."
B: "Sometimes when you're in silence you can hear her, you can perceive her. I believe there is a reality after delivery and we are here to prepare ourselves for that reality."