When Binary Stars Get FunkyA Poem by WastedTimeHeartbeat stars.... seriously, it's a legit astrophysics term. Compare the picture here (a stars variable brightness plotted over the course of weeks, with an Echocardiogram... it's similar enough.When binary stars get funky
High precision interaction luminal shows, violent events called, "the most spectacular" standard candles Plays out like space porn, in my mind anyway
When a star orbits another with an ecentricity called extreme
It leaves a message in the light, a record of causalities, oppressions of light Almost a gentle hum - from many trillions of miles away (punctuated by a few days of sheer astral terror)
And our space darling friend Mr Kepler (in a space can) Running around earth with our technicals
(we love him don't we?) He reveals such bizare photometry
It's never beautiful, (at least not to the eye)
Just dots on the page forming a line on a graph
A trend of stats from a mess of data points
Points of relative brightness several trillion miles away In tiny intervals of time, every 30 minutes for we will be exacting (if we could) The void comes to life to the mind in a way that cannot be dreamed of (if you look the right way) It must be learned, if even accidently or indirectly Everyone struggles ("you don't see with your eye you percieve with your mind" - Gorrilaz)
They call these heartbeat stars
An echocardiogram of a star in tango with another On a page, in a graph... with data points
Massive realities Being ripped and deformed from the absolute extremes of interstellar tidal destruction Explosive super novae (type1a) (not just yet) First we must dance Pulling each other apart, into one another, preparing for something almost infinitely Violent Ultimate inclusion A standard candle Then a lovely black hole
(I'm sure) Good god damn binary stars, when they get funky Perceptions of extremes Encoded in the light (then lost in the dark) © 2016 WastedTime |
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Added on May 3, 2016Last Updated on May 5, 2016 AuthorWastedTimeSanta Monica, CAAbout"...the light that gave you glory will take it all away..." Crucible respect supersedes all other respect "There is music that sounds from the street" share the absence of yours with mi.. more..Writing
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