To the scientist a thousand years hence

I will be long gone by now,
You may not even know my name;
But I was standing once in this field,
Playing the same kind of game;
A game we called science,
In the bygone days and my generation;
It kinda involved thinking
And elements of experimentation.
It was a set of nature's rules,
With a curious human endeavour;
Based on minimal guesses,
More other rules to discover.
So tell me, do you play the same kind of game still,
Whatever name it goes by?
Do you use paper and pen to set the rules,
And telescopes to scan the sky?
Do you live in a universe
With so many unknowns that hang?
About the nature of its contents,
And the logic of its start in a big bang?
Do you also have players who,
For yet unwritten rules can ask?
And more other players still,
To whom all invisble stuff is dark?
Do some of you players tread it safe,
With a supernatural assumption?
Leaving the stellar role to gods,
At the center of all creation?