O Eco das Sombras

The endless web of bright spots that populate the sky as well as the imagination and the mythologies of all civilizations that have thrived on Earth, is made of streams of light that was radiated by distant stars for thousands and millions of years and that, once freed from the shackles that bound her to the heavenly bodies that generated them, traveled along abysmal distances during all this time to come to kindle the fire of curiosity in our eyes and burn our thinking with questions. And then, without stopping, continues its way beyond us, into the eternity. However, many of these sidereal fires we see shining splendorous in the night sky that spreads over our heads no longer emit light. They exploded and extinguished long ago. But we continue to see them flashing as they were in that distant time when they still crackled. For all practical purposes, these stars who have died, continue to illuminate the universe. And what about thought, that other brilliant torrent, as intangible as light but that, like it, enlightens the most hidden bowels of the universe, what happens to it when the source that emanates implodes and the chain is broken? Does it dissipates in a flash, in this fateful moment, as if it never existed, or, in the image and likeness of starlight, lasts for eternity, still thinking the universe?