Over the Hedge by T Lewis and Michael Fry for April 29, 2023

If those stars have passed beyond the cosmic event horizon, that’s exactly what WOULD be seen.

https://www.nasa.gov/image-feature/goddard/2023/hubble-spots-a-star-forming-spiral

https://www.nasa.gov/image-feature/goddard/2023/hubble-views-an-intriguing-active-galaxy

https://www.nasa.gov/image-feature/goddard/2023/hubble-captures-an-elusive-galaxy-cluster

Ya had to ask !

It’s probable many of the stars that we an see are no longer there.

It’s not probable that none of those stars are there.

It’s likely that most of the ones we can see without a telescope are still there (they/most are much closer than a million light-years away).

What I wouldn’t give to witness a starry night.

This was dark.

I can see the Milky Way every night when it isn’t cloudy. On a New moon when it’s completely dark, the sky looks like it’s full of Diamonds. I love my property. Living in the middle of a National Forest is a good thing, at least for me.

So, if we could travel to another galaxy, would we be in the future or the past? (Time travel is confusing.)

Which also means that all the astrology mumbling is based on star light millions of years old and on stars that could be dead right now. That’s something that always amuses me when I read those predictions.

I lived out in the Styx. Dark nights were awesome. When I went to work for the Forest Service it was Jan 7. Cold, clear winter mountain air close to midnight looking up at the stars! Growing up where I had I thought I had seen what the skies had to offer. I learned that night, I hadn’t seen anything yet!

I was a child in rural Alabama in the ’50s and ’60s (no light pollution). I could actually see the Milky Way. Not these days…

Uh oh. Maybe Galactus is on his way here.

remember it’s @ before # except after $

Only one star we can see that are right now: sun. Our sun.

One of these days, He, She, It, They are going to hit the program delete button and that will be that. Nothing to get excited about. Just another failed experiment.

This was a great Asimov story years ago.

Someone must’ve recorded the 9 billion names of god.