Ah the cursed existence of mankind, born with a brain equipped to understand the "here" and the "there", the "beginning" and the "end" because those are concepts familiar to their frail, mortal lives. The brains are built to comprehend such concepts, for that is all millenia of evolution have given them. Yet their ambitions often far exceed their brain's imagination. They gaze upon the stars and the vastness of the void inbetween and wonder what is the beginning of time and what is the end of the nigh infinite as if the universe itself must be like everything they know: having defined births and defined dimensions.