G: This photographic memory, what a curse! What a pain! I wish I could forget and live today.
A: But you can't live without recollection. Man cannot be without recollection.
G: How so?
A: Without recollection, there's no ground for our being here now.
G: On the shoulders of giants?
A: No, no...more like, uh, the origin we don't know.
G: Who cares about an unknown and incomprehensible origin?
A: You're here, right?
G: Yeah.
A: I'm here, right?
G: Sure.
A: We're here, right?
G: Yes, so?
A: That's all there is to origins. Besides, it beats obssessing about the end.
G: What about numerology and Nostradamus? He knew the end...
A: But could do nothing to escape his own demise. Plus, Nostradamus couldn't prophesize his erection while masturbating. You can't know the end. Nobody can.
G: What if I hung myself? Would I not be able to will the end?
A: No, you could will your own end, but not the end. The world will go on without you or without me.
G: What if I were to take a whole lot of you with me?
A: The world would still go on.
G: What if I were to wipe out everything, every living thing?
A: Man's destruction cannot be total, even if he likes to think he has that power. The world would recover and go on.
G: But in what sense would there be a world without man to confirm that it exists?
A: On the other hand, what is man without his being in the world?
G: Nothing, I guess.
