What if someone said to an embryo in the womb: “Outside of your world of black nothing is a miraculously ordered universe; a vast Earth covered with tasty food; mountains, oceans, and plains, fragrant orchards and fields full of crops; a luminous sky beyond your reach, with a sun, moonbeams, and uncountable stars; and there are winds from south, north, and west, and gardens replete with sweet flowers like a banquet at a wedding fest.
“The wonders of this world are beyond description. What are you doing living in a dark prison, drinking blood through that narrow tube?
“But, the womb-world is all an embryo knows and it would not be particularly impressed by such
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