Sometimes you look at the clear night sky, and a special feeling arises. Here is a bright star, it seems full of life, but maybe there isn’t any. Maybe it is far away from us, billions of light years away, and we catch its light with our gaze from an unimaginably distant time. We catch the light, full of life, radiant, bright, and, meanwhile, the star itself is no longer there... But in the place of the burnt-out star, there is still something, perhaps a new star and even brighter, with the rays of the former. So, from the point of view of the universal scale and all sorts of other things, nothing special happens, there is no eternal, there is only an eternal movement towards the goal, and therefore life...