The Tempest in the Hayden Planeterium
As the camera moves away, the man gets smaller and smaller, before the outlines of the Central Park become clear. Soon, Manhattan is at the size of textbook, and not long the Earth is at the size of a basketball, bowling ball, tennis ball, racquet ball…then to a dot before totally disappears. Then the sun shrinks into a sesame seed, becoming a sand in the river of stars. Oh, it is the Galaxy, and Wait! Two, three…many galaxies merge into a universe—a huge wheel endlessly spanning in the void, without a direction, a path, or destiny…
In celestial timespan, billions of years past faster than a blink of eyes: in fact, time seems to have no boundaries. But for the universe, the galaxies, and the individual stars, billions of years are their lifespans. As new suns are always born from the explosion of the old suns, the cycle of life never stops. But for the individual sun and its solar system, time up means death…
While the soothing voice of the narrator continues on, my mind is absorbed by the life and death of the heavenly bodies, and I start to worry about what is the meaning of their existences and to imagine their anxiety and fear. At that moment, my problems become so infinitesimally small and weightlessly light.
But, do they dream, and do they dream our dreams, that they will also turn from side-to-side on their beds, fearing for their gains and losses as well? Perhaps, “we are such stuff as dreams are made on.” No matter how bright a star is or no matter how great a leader is,” in the view of the Logos of the Universe, "every life is rounded in by a sleep…"
And a sleep it is... when we wake up, we will find ourselves on the sandy beach, naked of worries and cares, while tides ceaselessly ebbing. Then I will tell you my journey: how I hoisted my sails and set out for Naples and tacked to chase the fickle winds, before a tempest carries me away from my course to an unknown destines.
When I opened my eyes, I was under the dome of the Hayden Planeterium, and my friends were ready to leave. From one dream to another, I hopped on.