
Fanciful to be sure and hardly scientific, but I believe it works something like that. I reckon that’s why the universe is so inconceivably large – so that all the energy ever generated can continue on, unimpeded, and have a space to be accommodated as it continues on its journey. Its beams continue beyond that circle into eternity even after we’ve ceased to generate light. We have a destiny.ĭo you suppose that this is the way it is to be for us, too? The light, that life force that sets us into motion illumines the small circumference that our lives inscribe.

Seeing stars on such nights as these, always stirs this recurring thought: the stars may have died billions of years ago, but their light continues on as if what flame they once generated was destined to continue through the universe and live forever. The stars were radiant pure and glistening, the way jewelers speak of their finest diamonds as being of the “first water.” That’s a jeweler’s way of saying the diamonds are as pure and clear as a dew drop. The oppressive humidity had gone from the air, and the atmosphere was as transparent as glass. It’s not some deep soul-searching thing – it doesn’t start that way, anyway – it’s usually an inconsequential glimpse to see ‘what’s up,’ up there.Ĭasual glimpses may become a soul-searching thing. On the short walk to my studio at night, I’ll often look up to see the stars.
