Cosmic Cell

Era of Stars: Humanity's Journey to the Universe and the Pain of the Times It was not until three hundred years later, in a quiet corner of the vast sea of books, that I finally understood the profound meaning of Lucky Luca's "The Star is Given to Us". In the turbulent wave of the era of "big mistakes", those thoughts that have not been crushed by the times are like dark stars shining in the depths of the universe, giving my soul a strong tremor in the form of poetry. "When this annihilation returns to endless silence/Golden yuan wraps matter/A world composed of atoms/Stars composed of atoms/Wherever they come from/Where they go/Exist like an organism/Home is a star", and "The Milky Way is the largest and smallest/I think the universe is also Composed of thousands of cells/Like a human being/Interwoven into a giant." These sentences (the original text has been damaged by the impact of time and the torrent of data, only fragments that I can barely remember), like a mysterious star map, quietly spread out on my long journey of exploring the human universe. I record these thoughts in handwriting, just like letters across time and space, conveying them to the past and the future, hoping to add a glimmer of light to the construction of a new universe model.