strange this babylonian "star searching" you've noticed. i perceive this strange searching as, in essence, seeking some concrete connection with a life-set of powerful audiovisual re-productions, staged in an artificial world, that may have inspired, enthralled or ensnared the seeker.  the stars represent in proxy the beacons of light from this world that penetrated deepest into the labrynth comprising the mind of the seeker.   the ability to stand upon, touch or even kiss those stars affords the seeker the opportunity to resolve the hypothetical basis for their existence by affirming for themselves that indeed, James Dean was for real.  yet that impression in the terraforma affords no legitimate validity to the artificial world, nor does the ability to stand upon, touch or kiss it.  the seeker's artificial world was crafted, focused and communicated.  it is an expression of the creative mind of the messenger, riding in a massive intermingled swell of light and sound.  the seeker simply seeks to touch back. there is a parallel here with celestial star searching.  these points of light that graze our eyes are mere artifacts of some energy capsule from long, long ago.  some focused process or collaboration of elements created a dynamic, powerful package of information that we can absorb by simply looking up.  our core experience with this phenomenon is genesis of our universal sphere, where the ingredients for both our consciousness and the cosmos were infinitely compressed inside one primordial nugget.  ironically, we were no more able to touch the stars back then than we are today.  we can understand our universe only by proxy, as the affirmation of our its reality is contained in a selection of memorials and artifacts communicated from another place and time.  our journey into the celestial sphere is a journey into the projected mind of the Creator.  by collecting and examining the artifacts we simply seek to touch back.