After two months, I tried to pick up the "park running" that I insisted on during the summer vacation, so I went to the Martyrs Memorial Park near the community. There are usually not many idle people there, because not many people visit the memorial park. However, the venue is very large and is a paradise for people who like to take a walk. It took a long time to build, probably more than half a year. Even when the overall construction was completed, the memorial monument inside was reworked for some unknown reason during the summer vacation, which suddenly made that area unable to be run on, which made me quite depressed at the time.
This reunion, a new memorial monument was unexpectedly completed, and it is even more "dazzling" than before, because it has added light tubes and the like. Obviously, the only people who usually go to this memorial park are those interested in taking a walk. I feel fortunate that this park has not been invaded by square dancing.
When I looked up at the memorial monument and fell into deep thought, a flashing dot of light in the sky suddenly caught my attention:
Oh my, it's a star.
Why is this star twinkling?
...It's an airplane.
No wonder, after all, this is the cityscape of 2023, and you can't really see stars in the city. I haven't seen stars for six or seven years.
I heard that stars are several light-years away, and they transmit faint starlight to humans. Unfortunately...
Friend B said that she saw a star while lying on the playground before. It was very bright! There were also blue and red lights... It was probably an airplane or something.
Another friend, G, said that I saw a star twinkling, it was very bright, and then it became even brighter, and suddenly disappeared.
I think, for this star, the worst news is probably its disappearance in the vast universe.
But the good news is, it is not disappearing alone. Several light-years away, there is a witness who witnessed its annihilation and remembers it in their heart, even though they are strangers to each other.
If you look down from a tall building, there are many stars, colorful stars, composing their own history of time.
I am also one of the stars. If I were in free fall, I would fall into the night.
We are all nameless stars in the sky.
Given names by others, emitting faint light.
The meaning of the existence of stars is unknown and unquestioned. Perhaps they should have existed in the sky.
According to the law of conservation of matter, after a star is destroyed, it may produce new stars, or it may make other stars bigger. This may be what is called self-sacrifice for others.
Even a dazzling existence like the sun will disappear after tens of billions of years. It is truly equality for all living beings.
But before disappearing, the sun has used its light and heat to create billions of lives and countless miracles. Although it may not be worth mentioning for the sun, or rather, the sun has never cared about these things, it only emits its light and heat, that's all.
What about other stars? I don't know. There should be no such thing as "learning from the sun" in the "world" of stars, right?
Perhaps they are also doing what they should do, who knows, anyway, after billions of years, they will eventually turn into the purest nothingness and dissipate in the universe.
Perhaps all celestial movements are meaningless, and everything may just be a waste of effort.
We are all existences with unknown meanings.
Even so, the stars are still moving, the sun is still emitting light and heat.
The Big Dipper is still like a spoon, and the Earth is still rotating.
Even if everything is meaningless, people still live in an orderly manner.
It may not be because they don't want to, but because they have to.
Because we cannot escape the law of conservation of matter, we cannot escape gravity, and we cannot escape the fate of never returning after disappearing.
So, why don't we live a little happier?
Do whatever we want, without thinking too much.
Enjoy the present moment.
The moon, which was pulled by the gravity of others, is now full of holes and has been planted with flags by others.
So, humans, the self-proclaimed extraordinary beings bound by gravity, what are you doing now?
Breaking free from gravity, reaching the moon, and then Mars, what is the next step?
Who will be the witness?