CONVERSATION ON BEING

A: I confess that a Being who exists somewhere and corresponds to every point in space, a Being who is essentially different from matter and yet is one with matter, who follows its motion, and moves it, without himself being in motion, who acts on matter, but whom I can form no idea; a Being of so full of life in nature, an hypothesis difficult to understand yet accepted.

B: What is it?

A: A Being that is convinced of what and of where, of why and of who

B: I don't follow you. How?

A: I'll explain, Can you tell me what constitutes the existence of a perceiving being, for a being itself?

B: The consciousness of continued identity from the first moment of reflection to the present.

A: And on what is this consciousness based?

B: On the memory of its actions.

A: Very good. And what is this memory?

B: From a certain organisation, which develops, grows weak, and is sometimes lost entirely.

A: Then, if a being that can feel, and that possesses that organisation that gives rise to memory, and so acquires consciousness of its identity.

B: You'll see that you are making the philosopher's mind a being distinct from the being itself.

A: Allow me to expose to you the truth about this whole being. You see,..

B: Farewell, my friend, and good night to you.

A: You're joking: but you will dream on your pillow about this conversation, and if it doesn't take on substance there, then surely on the day to come for the being is you and today is the cause of you being happy.

B: Hurry up, for I'm anxious to sleep, tell me what is it?

A: I'll be brief, In that case, here is what I want to say, enjoy and thank the gift of life given to you by the Being. If you think over it well, you will find that in everything, our true feeling is not that about which we have never vacillated, but that to which we have most constantly returned.

B: I believe you're right.

A: And so do I. Good night, my friend, and remember that " dust thou art, to dust thou shall return," yet necessary. I don't say immortality, but merely a double span of life and you'll see what will happen.

B: And what do you expect to happen? . . . But what do I care? Let it happen what may. I want to sleep, so good night to you!

A: Sorry to wake you up friend but let me wish you…