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TWO BROTHERS
TWO BROTHERS
From the book by Vladimir Megre "Co-creation"
(translated by Marian Schwartz)
Once upon a time—when doesn’t matter—there lived a man and wife. For a
long time, they had no children. At an advanced age, the wife gave birth to
two sons, two twins, two brothers. The births were difficult, and soon after
she had borne the two sons, the woman departed for the other world.
The father hired a wet nurse and tried to rear his children. He raised them
until the age of fourteen. But he himself died when the sons turned fifteen.
The two brothers buried their father in sorrow and sat in their chamber—the
two twins. Three minutes separated their appearance in the world, and so
one was considered older and the other younger. After a mournful silence,
the older brother spoke.
“As he was dying, our father expressed his sorrow to us that he had not
had time to convey to us the wisdom of life. How will you and I live, my
younger brother, without wisdom? Our line will continue unhappy without
wisdom. Those who have had time to take wisdom from their fathers might
laugh at us.”
“Do not be sad,” the younger told the older. “You are often in reverie.
Perhaps time will see to it that you learn wisdom in your reverie. I will do
everything you say. I can live without reverie, and living will be pleasant for
me anyway. I rejoice when the day arrives and when the sun sets. I will
simply live and work on the farm, and you will learn wisdom.”
“Agreed,” the older answered the younger. “Only wisdom cannot be
