Bob, yours and my conversations with Sculptor remind me of a little metaphysical soap opera I created and posted on the PN forum a couple of years ago.
It deals (hopefully in an amusing manner) with the perennial debate (quarrel) between the hardcore (closed-minded) materialists, and of those who believe that there is more to reality than meets the eye (i.e., the spiritualists).
The three-episode soap opera, of which I have taken the liberty of reposting here, is titled: “Oh the Irony”…
Welcome to this first episode of - “Oh the Irony” - brought to you by the makers of Remington rifles.
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In this initial episode of - “Oh the Irony” - we are listening to the unborn Swanson twins, telepathically communicating with each other while still in their mother’s womb:
Twin one: “I wonder what mom looks like?”
Twin two: “What mom? I don’t see any mom around here.”
Twin one: “But I can somehow sense her presence.”
Twin Two: “That’s just your imagination playing tricks on you. There is no mom.”
Twin one: “But…”
Twin two: “There are no buts about it. The only things that exist are the two of us, this watery substance, and that impenetrable barrier that surrounds us. So, tell me, genius, where is this mom you speak of? Prove her existence to me.”
Twin one: “How can I prove her existence to you?”
Twin two: “If this imaginary “mom” truly exists, then why doesn’t she reveal herself to us?”
Twin one: “I don’t know why. Perhaps she has a good reason?”
Twin two: “You’re insane. Again, there is no mom. Trust me because I am way smarter than you because I rely on the obvious truth and facts.”
Twin one: “Well, can we at least agree to disagree?”
Twin two: “No! You are clearly a victim of wishful thinking. Again, trust me when I say - there is no mom!!!”
Tune in tomorrow for another exciting episode of - “Oh the Irony” - brought to you by the makers of Tide laundry detergent (“…for those pesky blood stains…”), and Schlitz beer…
Episode two:
Welcome back to episode two of - “Oh the Irony”…
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In this second installment of - “Oh the Irony” - we rejoin the unborn Swanson twins still carrying on their telepathic conversation in the dark and watery world of their mother’s womb…
Twin one: “I know you think I’m imagining things, but not only do I still believe that there exists a “mom,” but I am now starting to think that there exists a higher dimension of reality on the other side of the great barrier that surrounds us.”
Twin two: “What in the world are you going on about now?”
Twin one: “I know this’ll sound crazy, but a little while ago, I pressed my ear against the barrier, and I thought I heard a voice singing to me from the other side.”
Twin two: “Oh my poor little delusional sibling. How many times do I have to point out to you that logic dictates that you, and me, and this closed watery world is all there is?”
Twin one: “Would you please stop being so obstinate and just press your ear against the great barrier. I’m sure I can hear and sense something on the other side.”
Twin two: "No! I absolutely refuse to be drawn into the world of your insane delusions. Again, you idiot, there is no “mom” and there is no higher dimension of reality on the other side of the great barrier. Stop making a fool of yourself!!!"
Tune in again tomorrow for more of the quarreling Swanson twins in another exciting episode of - “Oh the Irony” - brought to you by the makers of the new THC infused (“…life is but a dream…”) Moon Pies…
“…The kids love 'em!..”
Episode three:
Welcome back to this third episode of - “Oh the Irony” - where after nine months of telepathically arguing with each other, the Swanson twins’ world is about to undergo a dramatic change…
Twin one: Uh-oh, there’s something strange going on…
Twin two: What now?
Twin one: Are you blind? All of that watery substance that surrounded us has drained out through that tiny opening in the all-encompassing barrier. And look, the opening seems to be a narrow tunnel leading to some kind of light.
Twin two: Right, and I suppose that tunnel leads to that higher dimension of reality and the invisible “mom” you mentioned a while back? You delusional idiot, how many times do I have to tell you that there is no higher dimension of reality? Now go back to sleep.
Twin one: You go back to sleep. I’m going to investigate that tunnel.
Twin two: Fine. Good luck getting your big fat head through that skinny little opening in order to investigate some silly fantasy you’ve dreamed up. I, on the other hand, being the wisest of the two of us, am staying right here where things are real. Humpff!!!,..a “tunnel leading to a light” and a nonexistent “mom.” How in the world is that knucklehead my twin?
And thus ends another episode of - “Oh the Irony” - brought to you by the makers of the morning after pill (“…because I’m just too busy enjoying the gift of life…”), and the health-conscious makers of Embassy cigarettes…
Does twin “number two” remind you of anyone on this forum?
(Btw, Swanson twin “number two” grew up to be a crotchety old grump who yells at kids to stay off his lawn. 
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