Close Cosmic Encounter

A barred spiral galaxy in the Giraffe has one of the arms curled in front of its core where dust laden lanes in the grouping outpour as Hubble has shown it for earthlings’ behalf. Some sort of encounter perhaps came along for bent NGC Two One Four Six once took, which lent it that loopy anomalous look, engendering forces colossally strong. So lively in midwifing star births is it that this galaxy earned the term starburst kind like clusters of blooms Mother Nature designed in tropical gardens terrene to visit or namely the clerodendrum called starburst which effloresces in a canopy bright as do starburst galaxies at cosmic height with budding sidereal young being nursed. The galaxy’s less large than Milky Way’s size just slightly, they say, to astronomers’ eyes, with starry creation in lavish supplies thus adding to worlds in stelliferous skies. What habitants will these celestials see fit to bring to fruition as creatures, to wit, allow them to flourish as features permit then blossom as lifeforms evolved bit by bit? About eighty thousand light-years end to end it lies ninety million light-years from our place, this mortal abode of humanity’s race that’s wending its oft wayward way round the bend, or so it seems, though there are stargazer dreams as reveries reaching existence’s plane whence deeper dimensions of being may reign embracing the whole of reality’s streams in sensory oneness with all great and small, beyond unenlightenment’s treacherous thrall, a doomed irredeemable fate to forestall which sadly might ever more likely befall. We dwell in a realm where delusions benight, enraptured in spell making wrong appear right with vision too blurry to notice our plight. Such times find it vital to seek out the light. ~ Harley White * * * * * * * * * Info ~ NGC 2146, a starburst galaxy in Camelopardalis (Anne’s Astronomy News)…